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Jun. 6th, 2008

He was her little glowing friend. She'd found him out in the woods one day while she was trying to stay out of the way of her parents, who were having another one of their truly epic fights, the kind that made the housekeepers quit and the walls get repainted, the kind that once or twice had even made them move to another house and another city entirely. She'd learned early to stay out of the way during those times. She'd only been hurt once, by accident, when a shard of flying pottery sliced across her cheek, and they'd stopped and apologized immediately and taken her to see a doctor. For a few weeks, she'd hop[ed that everything would be better, that they'd stop fighting altogether, like they'd promised. That didn't last. So now she took walks when--

Inspiration: Warren Ellis' email about post topics on his boards.
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: I really don't know where this could go, so although it's not bad, it's not high potential either. It's sort of a standard set-up for many a YA fantasy novel.

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