The tempo of the beating fingers shifts Edwards own, up and beyond them. He started playing, with a curiously bemused air, Gavotte in Rondeau. He liked that it kept his hands busy.
"She deserves to live. She deserves more than this-" he paused though a movement of his fingers.
More than the pitiful attempt that he was trying to manage.
More than this life of shadows, even if he loved them.
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Date: 2009-02-03 11:10 pm (UTC)"She deserves to live. She deserves more than this-" he paused though a movement of his fingers.
More than the pitiful attempt that he was trying to manage.
More than this life of shadows, even if he loved them.