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Post by conrad on Jan 30, 2012 15:57:00 GMT -5
Despite the lies that you’re making
Your love is mine for the taking Konrad had woken up that morning rather upset. Something was wrong. Something was terrifyingly, horribly wrong, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. He had paced up and down the hallway, but Johan seemed to be waking up late that morning and wasn’t down at the table as early as he usually was. That was fine, he supposed, though everything seemed to be unsettling him that morning. Konrad continued to pace back and forth before making his way downstairs. He needed to go for a hike… those always helped him calm down. Conrad and his dogs hadn’t been bothering him lately… until he woke up one morning and found a new Pokeball on his desk. A Houndour. It had been a terrifying Houndour, one of Conrad’s dogs, and he was out to get him again. Perhaps that was why he’d woken up so upset; because Conrad was going to come back with his shadowy dogs and get him. Yes, a hike up in the mountains would help him get better. Clear his mind of all the horrible things and all that; it always seemed to do the trick. He left a note on the table and snuck out into the morning air; it was rather early, and the sun had yet to come up all the way. Getting to the mountain was the hard part, but once he started to climb up the trail, it was complete and utter zen. Sure, there was the occasional rock to clamber over or the log to jump, but aside from that, it was mostly smooth sailing. But of course, hiking all morning, he needed some rest eventually. Finding a cluster of rocks, Konrad happily made himself comfortable near one in a patch of grass and shade, glad to be away for once. My love is just waiting
To turn your tears to roses
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