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.::earl grey::.

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     There he was, and there he would always be, even when he passed out of her view and into another world. He’d sit in his corner with his tea, his Earl Grey, and read the paper with his mouth pressed in a grim line. Or he’d watch people passing by on the dreary, rain-lined streets, portraying no expression, his lips still no more than a horizontal slit. She liked to just sit and study his impassive face. He had a perfect nose that looked as if it could have belonged to a Greek statue. And his chestnut hair was always meticulously parted at the left; his clothes, somber in hue, pressed with care.  But when he spoke, and this was rare, it was as if the stern silence which he kept as his sole companion had been temporarily imprisoned behind velvet curtains; his black eyes would sparkle to life and a husky voice would resonate from his chest, through that mouth, sometimes with the shadowy presence of a smile. He’d talk, barely above a whisper with whoever had intruded upon his strange solitude. But after a few moments, as though he lost interest in his light conversation, a poorly masked look of anguish would cross his features, and then he’d be back to sipping his tea, and reading the news, or watching those pass by outside.
     For this, she loved him from afar.
another vignette.
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Another vignette, and another masterpiece. I believe I already marveled at this when I first saw it at YWG, but now I have the opportunity to :+fav: it! =)