~can you feel the beat of my heart~danny

[annamarie]

Dawn Telle

Dawn sighed. It seemed to be a sound that she made more and more as she got older. If Dusk had been there, he would have said something snappy to cheer her up. But he wasn't, so Dawn was in her usual down-in-the-dumps mood. Same old, same old. But, at least, without Dusk she could think. Really think. With her twin around, Dawn could hardly get him quiet enough so she could talk, let alone so she could think.

She looked at the empty land around her. It used to be a wheat field, but the harvesting season was over and the cold months of winter already halfway through. Now it was an empty area with a few heads of grass sticking out here and there, but not enough to be visible from a plane if one ever flew over Eleven. In the middle of the field of damp mud sat Dawn, blue eyes to the ground where her crutches lay in front of her feet. The crutches that symbolized her crippledness, which was the reason she couldn't work. Not that she wanted to work, anyways. Working took too much... work.

Besides, not working meant she could do things like this. Just sit by herself and think, surrounded by her thoughts. Even though people might say I'm crazy, this is wonderful.

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Violet Grace

"Try to live my life."

You don't even know what to do, you can't talk to people, you can't listen to any music, and you can't watch anything on your small T.V. without being mildly confused. Like always, going outside is your only chance. Before walking out the door, you grab a notepad and pen, and something warm to wear. You're a bit surprised when you saw how abandoned the outside is. Some of the people outside look at you and remember what happened to you years ago, and how your sister died, and your mom. You don't really like when people feel bad for you, but it's not exactly your choice. 'I wish I could restart me life, I wouldn't eat the apple, I would make sure my sister didn't work the day she did. But, I can't change it now.' You think the same thing everyday, and then you know the truth everyday, and you try not to think about it, but it's hard not to forget.

You walk away from the usually-busy streets, which no one drives on anyway, and you wander into the orchards. No one's even in here, as far as you know. The orchards are going to open up in the Spring again, and you don't really hate the Spring, but you're not overly happy about having to work again, but you don't have a choice. After walking in the orchards for a while, you notice a figure in the middle, and you can easily see it's a girl, the thin branches of the trees are hard to conceal anyone. You start to walk toward the figure.

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[annamarie]

Hearing someone walking near her, Dawn turned her head. She could see someone walking towards her, a tall, red-headed girl close to her age. She hadn't seen this girl before, but that didn't surprise her. Dawn didn't exactly go out of her way to meet people. It was pointless; she was happy enough with herself and her family. No matter how hard her parents tried to get her to socialize, her only real friend was Dusk.

She rose in a simple greeting, acknowledging the other girl with a nod. Dawn didn't say a word, just stood up and nodded. There was no need to talk to someone you didn't know. Really, there was no need to talk to someone you did know. Words were for those who felt the need to constantly fill the silence, and Dawn sure as hell wasn't one of them. If there was a particular name for her type of people, the people who believed in quiet over words, they would be the Silence. Just that, and nothing more.