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[heldinbetween.livejournal.com]

[the video shows a tall Indian boy running into a house, where a dark-haired girl lies on the floor, unconscious]

[he goes to her, concerned]

Ruth! What happened? What's wrong?

[dragging her up, he lies her back along a wooden table, leaning over her]

Ruth?

[he blinks, and suddenly, the girl lying on the table is not Ruth, but--]

... Susie?

[Susie grins at him, looking so completely happy]

You wrote me a poem once. You called yourself "The Moor".

[he just looks at her, speechless-- disbelieving, but also grinning]

[Susie's next words a whisper]

... Kiss me.

[and he does]

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[heldinbetween.livejournal.com]

I was murdered by the man who lived next door to me.

[hislostlover.livejournal.com]

I am especially happy you can move on then. I know it's painful.

[heldinbetween.livejournal.com]

But it isn't now. Not anymore.

[hislostlover.livejournal.com]

[Lilith is clearly relieved to hear that. The situation wasn't entirely foreign to her.]

All that's left is goodbye, hm?

[heldinbetween.livejournal.com]

That's right.

[hislostlover.livejournal.com]

Thank you for being my friend, Susie. I hope to meet you again someday.

[heldinbetween.livejournal.com]

Me too.

[hislostlover.livejournal.com]

Goodbye.

[heldinbetween.livejournal.com]

Goodbye, Lilith.