He Loves You, Really He Does. He'd

Each Day Means A New Twenty-four Hours. Each Day Means Everything's Possible Again. You Live In The Moment, You Die In The Moment, You Take It All One Day At A Time. -day

I'd Once Been Fascinated By His Legend - All The Stories I'd Heard Before I Met Him. Now I Can Feel That Same Sense Of Fascination Returning. I Picture His Face, So Beautiful Even After Pain And Torture And Grief, His Blue Eyes Bright And Sincere. I'm Ashamed To Admit That I Enjoyed My Brief Time With Him In His Prison Cell. His Voice Can Make Me Forget About All The Details Running Through My Mind, Bringing With It Emotions Of Desire, Or Fear Instead, Sometimes Even Anger, But Always Triggering Something. Something That Wasn't There Before.

There's A Conflicted Look In Day's Eyes, A Joy And A Grief, That Makes Him So Vulnerable. I Realize How Little Defense He Has Against My Words. He Loves So Wholly. It Is His Nature.

You Must Be As Thrilled As I Am To Meet Again.call It An Act Of Extreme Kindness That I Requested Your Leg Be Bandaged Up," She Snaps. "i Want To See You Stand For Your Execution,and I Won't Have You Dying From Infection Before I'm Through With You." "thanks.you're Very Kind.

The First Time I Saw You, When You Stepped Into That Skiz Ring Against Kaede, I Thought You Were The Most Beautiful Girl I'd Ever Seen. I Could've Watched You Forever. The First Time I Kiss You..." That Memory Overpowers Me Now, Taking Me By Surprise. I Remember Every Last Detail Of It, Almost Enough To Push Away The Lingering Images Of The Elector Pulling June To Him. "well, That Might As Well Have Been My First Kiss Ever.