[ She settles where she is, there on the stair, looking out thoughtfully at the snow and the small town around them and he resumes lazily picking out a few notes here and there on the guitar, just for something to do with his hands. He keeps it quiet, not wanting to interrupt her reverie.
The same goes for when he speaks again. ]
I can’t be the only one who would enjoy hearing some stories of another world.
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[ She settles where she is, there on the stair, looking out thoughtfully at the snow and the small town around them and he resumes lazily picking out a few notes here and there on the guitar, just for something to do with his hands. He keeps it quiet, not wanting to interrupt her reverie.
The same goes for when he speaks again. ]
I can’t be the only one who would enjoy hearing some stories of another world.