U n k n o w n ;
Zero Star
Counting[/i] s o n g-H[M:0]
The boy without a name.
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Post by U n k n o w n ; on May 24, 2008 14:30:04 GMT 7
Had he never had the thought, no; he was never ever finished thinking on and on about why the library is so quiet. Yet it's the most favourite place for him, apart from the hideout. His hideout. Which isn't even a hideout at all. It was just somewhere no one will ever think of going. The elementary building. One of the classes there. He steps his foot on ground there whenever no one inhabits it. Of course, no one would ever think of going to a class when no classes are on. Why would they? Which is exactly why he goes there during the moments he really needed.
The red-head sat himself down at a table, with books of photography in two neat stacks. He had browsed through the first five book racks that was in the second floor of the library. Slowly getting through all of it. He had a lot of time, and patience. Wanting to know what all the books are about. And although he may not look like it, he's a good reader too.
An hour and two, his eyes still flies off the pages, flicking it nice and gently every few seconds. His memory would intake everything. Just like it always did, ninety percent of the time.
Narcolepsy soon kicked in to him, and his face landed horribly on the page. His eye shut. Of course, his other eye was already shut before he even wanted it to be. Covered by the usual eyepatch. The usual headband. He was Lavi, and still was Lavi.
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