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Date Posted: 01:00:02 04/30/03 Wed
Author: .owen.
Subject: .perfection.and.nothing.less.
In reply to: Erica 's message, ".miraculous." on 08:40:18 04/29/03 Tue

[Oh God, started & finished book 9 today. I cried like, the whole way through it... Geeze it was just, sad. Luff Ed boi tho... Even if I believe that Gaia and Sam are friggin' soul mates. lol... Heather and Ed might be cute together, so I'm voting that way. lol :-P Ahh... Rambling. I'll shuddup now, and you can read Owey! hehe!]

�And who do you think made me that way?� Owen asked with a bit of a secretive little smile, as he tugged her into a gripping hug where his hands came to rest �cross her lower back. It was a rhetorical question, of course. And therefore, it did not need an answer. But Owen, and the grammar-less guy he was, rested one finger-tip �gains the tip of Erica�s nose. Yes, he�d given her an answer, a silent one, but an answer nonetheless. HER. She was the answer.
�I�m not me, without you�You know that, right?� It was true� Owen wasn�t Owen without Erica. Without her, he was a half a person� Nothing more. Realizing he was becoming prone to asking a lot of questions, he questioned himself on why he did that � and received no bold answer� I guess Owen just wanted Erica to know things, but didn�t want to tell her the answer if he thought she might already have it. Candle-light spilled over the room, casting shadows in just about every crevice, and space there was. The only place that seemed untouched by the ghoulish shadows were Erica�s clear eyes. So Owen looked there, and ignored everything else in the room. Again, his face tilted downwards towards hers, as one of his hands snaked up her back to softly cup the left side of her face. �I mean it, Erica�� He whispered breathlessly as his lips softly touched hers again in a series of small -- but never less-affectionate -- kisses. As the last little kiss ended, he tugged her over to the blanket-draped hay bails. As he lowered onto one of the bails that sat directly in front of the wide-span window and the candles that rested �pon it�s sill, Owen pulled Erica down into his lap for a good ol� fashioned snuggle. Yes, the ones that he truly did love when it came to having Erica as his �snuggle partner�. Softly, he rested his lips �gainst the curled, pale locks that showered down from Erica�s head, and crossed his arms over her mid-section. This was it, Owen decided, this� was perfection. After he had gotten both himself and Erica a wine glass filled to it�s brim with crimson-colored, and overly sweet wine, Owen�s eyes drifted to the stars and he murmured the words he had planned out hours earlier. �Do you think anyone has ever seen all of the stars, I mean� in the world? Anyone? You, maybe?� Now he just needed the right answer from her, and he�d smile for all he was worth.

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.the perfect answer. -- Erica, 07:03:27 04/30/03 Wed
- .if.she'll.let.him. -- .owen., 01:12:35 05/01/03 Thu
  - .certain needs. -- Erica, 03:20:27 05/01/03 Thu
    - .there.is.a.god. -- .owen., 03:54:56 05/01/03 Thu
      - .his heartstrings?!. -- Erica, 05:00:12 05/01/03 Thu