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Simon Bovary

[thebellescott-blog]

“For it falls out,That what we have we prize not to the worth,Whiles we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find, The virtue that possession would not show us, While it was ours.”

Isabelle recited under her breath, mind jogging through lines she had engraved into her mind long ago. Her tongue pressed on each syllable, voice embellishing each word. Suddenly she heard foot steps behind her. 

[simonbovary]

“What are you reciting?”

[dryadxdrea-blog]

“I found this book on your bed, and I decided to read it.”

[simonbovary]

Simon blinks repeatedly and rubs the back of his neck. “You didn’t move the bookmark, right?”

[plumspucked]