Her laugh is a touch comforting. It makes it feel a little safer to pull his own lips in something like the mockery of a smile, chin jutting defiantly out at the sea.
"Some of them say I'm the son of a witch. That a demon left me here. D' you not listen to the boys?"
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Date: 2013-05-12 04:36 pm (UTC)"Some of them say I'm the son of a witch. That a demon left me here. D' you not listen to the boys?"