Daruma - Page 4

Ochitsukanai on Feb. 8, 2009

Oh dear, was someone coloring in the dark?
This is almost the halfway point.
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The truth was, he had done no such thing. She knew it, and yet something compelled her to start arguments. It was like fishing, reeling out a thin wire and pulling it back in. Knowing that the line would eventually break, she anxiously tested it again and again, always aware of how petty and foolish it seemed. Somehow she couldn't stop herself.