οΉ Β Β οΌΒ Β οΉΒ Β Β &*Β @2usan:Β Β Β they tell me:Β you should be kinder. you are somehow furious.Β i used to be kindβ¦ it didnβt last long.
πππ ππ πππππ ππππ π πππ ππ πππ.Β caspian sometimes fears this ancience,Β this legend might chip away at his compassion and understanding for her.Β not now,Β then Β βββββ Β not here,Β as susan confides in him an ugliness she cannot possibly claim as her own.Β πππ π’ππ,Β ππβπ ππππ ππππππ ππ πππ π πππ πππππππππ πππππππππ,Β ππ’ππ πππππππππ π πππ πππππ’.Β could anyone have blamed him then,Β young and starβblind?Β she was of the golden timesΒ ; Β π ππππππ πππππππππ ππππ πππ π ππππ ππ πππ ππππ ππ ππππππ πππ πππππππ.
heβs cured himself of it Β ( it went naturally,Β like snow in spring ), Β but her humility still startles a laugh out of him.Β Β ββΒ iβm sorry,Β ββΒ defends the king,Β showing his palm as an offering of peace.Β Β ββΒ i donβt mean to laugh.Β you have only been kind.Β ββΒ Β ππππ πππππππΈ,Β ππππππ ππ πππππ ππππ π ππππππ,Β ππ’πππ πππ.Β caspian advances,Β lightly touches the elbow of susanβs embroidered gown.Β perhaps he loves her more now than he ever did when he arrogantly dared to picture her a bride.Β all human,Β and unnervingly so.Β he glimmers with humour in the twilight,Β brave enough to taunt her.Β Β ββΒ π ππ πππ πππππ πππ’ ππππππ πππ?Β point them out to me so that they may be punished.Β ββ
