PhoenixPrime01
Hmm, so many choices.
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- Jun 24, 2002
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Bruce:
The *tinkle* of ice cubes hitting a glass comes from the light shadows were I sit as I take a sip of my drink. Then the glow from the ember of my cigarette seems to light my dark eyes with a deep red glow as I sit silently watching, listening. The glow leaves my eyes as the cigarette is flicked into the ashtray on the table beside me.
Very softly, my very deep voice (think James Earl Jones) says, "Are you reallly sure that what you want is to leave 'Elizabeth'? If so I'll certainly unlock the door's locks for you, or Hank for that matter if he chooses to leave. It's all always up to each of you."
The ice *tinkles* again as I take another sip and sit watching and waiting, very very patiently, as if I have all the time in the world for you to make your choice.
The *tinkle* of ice cubes hitting a glass comes from the light shadows were I sit as I take a sip of my drink. Then the glow from the ember of my cigarette seems to light my dark eyes with a deep red glow as I sit silently watching, listening. The glow leaves my eyes as the cigarette is flicked into the ashtray on the table beside me.
Very softly, my very deep voice (think James Earl Jones) says, "Are you reallly sure that what you want is to leave 'Elizabeth'? If so I'll certainly unlock the door's locks for you, or Hank for that matter if he chooses to leave. It's all always up to each of you."
The ice *tinkles* again as I take another sip and sit watching and waiting, very very patiently, as if I have all the time in the world for you to make your choice.