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He hits me again and I wince, visibly in my sleep. He hits me until I am I can no longer see I am unconscious.. And I wince several times ...

I allow myself to play with her hair knowing I seem like a lovesick schoolboy, and feeling like one too..

"Train?" I frown again stumped I only learned some of their funny words trading with father this was not one, "Train?" I say it again expecting an explanation and get ...

"A musical laugh like little bells.."

"No, you sound very much like an angel from legends of which I have heard.."

"They cannot wake?" my voice falters even in sleep, "Then they are not resting!", I conclude and the one eyed man frowns, 'No not this one too intelligent' and he ...

"Yes, and thank you my dear. Your laugh is ravishing as well." His eyes were green since she said promise..

My expression is puzzled, "Resting? Why don't you wake them?" 'They cannot wake from this sleep.'

I laugh but this time, I don't feel awkward inside...

I murmmur in my sleep, "Why won't they leave Jotunheim?" 'because they are resting and they will rest for a long time..'

I give her a quick kiss and lean back again...'You cant be loved you Fool.' the thought is no where near my mind....

I am searching in a storm, but I- I can't find it.. It isn't there the shelter, where is it? Where is the place where I can be safe?!? Running ...

"Very well then, My Queen with no crown..."I stroke her shoulder blades gently...

"Goodnight." I respond stiffly, for there is nothing good about any night on which you cannot sleep but then feel my voice soften on the last words, "My dear.." I ...

"Yes," I smile looking. Then looking away, not to stare... Why am I so fucking peculiar...