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January 19, 2004
He's magic. Is that pure and simple or tainted and complicated? I can't decide. Maybe a little bit of both if that's possible.

"He scares me." I overheard someone say, and I thought, me too, but that doesn't stop me from being drawn to him.

Drawn to him. Is it like a bee to a flower's nectar, or a moth to a flame's bright glow? Will I bask in his essence or burn myself out on his light?

"He's just a man." Someone whispered to me, and I thought: Oh no, did you see his eyes? Those wild, fey eyes?