Neville is a pretty CRAZY. You know he is. I know he's not, shh.
"Where're you going?" Zara demands, following Helena closely with her eyes. Helena laughs, her full, secret laugh that sounds like Indian forests. "Oh, I don't know. I shall make an experiment of my daydreams, and see where I go when I don't decide." "You're crazy," Zara begins, then quiets. "I'm coming too." "Of course," Helena says, a promise. They go out together.
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Date: 2005-08-24 04:16 am (UTC)"Where're you going?" Zara demands, following Helena closely with her eyes. Helena laughs, her full, secret laugh that sounds like Indian forests. "Oh, I don't know. I shall make an experiment of my daydreams, and see where I go when I don't decide." "You're crazy," Zara begins, then quiets. "I'm coming too." "Of course," Helena says, a promise. They go out together.