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Lilly's moods came and went quickly within a few minutes and sighed. He would be sorry for turning down her offer; He would be the one remembering her kind offer for fame and glory. She leapt down onto the bank and landed softly on her feet. Her toes left an imprint where she had landed. She picked up her book and dusted it off. This was only one of the many times it had been cased away and called back in the same hour.

She walked carefully back up the creek bed stepping on the smooth stones and trying not to topple over into the shallow stream. When she came to her discarded pages and collected them and put them back in the book. She laughed and walked a little slower up the brook. She looked up momentarily and saw a flash of color. She had expected him to be long gone, but the a** had stayed behind just to make her feel worse. She leapt on to the bank tripping a little. "What are you still doing here?" she called and kept walking towards him. A tad angry and accusative. "I thought some one like you would be rather busy.”

Traigéide had been idly standing and watching his mist and had even removed the shades from his glowing eyes to see better. He was so busy watching her every move, smiling at her newly made decisions, that it never even occurred to him that she would run into him again. It was so disorienting to have her stop and speak to him both from behind him and from his monitoring mist that he whipped around to face her with a completely startled expression. "Busy, Lily? Only with you. My, but you do walk rather quickly. It is so much easier to spy on you from much, much farther away." Oh, had he said too much? He really did not want to drive this one mad. She was so talented and she had yet to reach her peak! The potential in Lily made his heart ache. He had to see this one blossom fully. But he had already exposed himself; if he walked away without explanation now, he would never be able to come near Lily again. He would have to watch and influence her from far out of her reach. It was a depressing thought. Traigeide makes a snap decision and hopes he does not come to regret it. "I am a Muse, Lily. More specifically, I am your Muse and the only task I am ever busy with is inspiring you. You have only met me this day, but I have known you for all of your life. You have been so lonely, dear Lily, but you were never truly alone."

"hmmm.... writer's are niiice..." I amused myself, "...what type of things you write," I puffed my cigarette, "I like romance novels..." I laughed. "Maybe you could come round, I'll cook you dinner." I smiled at Desina giving her a thumbs up and put his cigarette back into his mouth.
I looked in the mirror and started posing.

I followed her eyes to Artemis Fowl book, I'd never read it before, yet I'd seen quotes here and there. Hmmm... Much prefer Jack, I loved his 'art' and Jack was definably a much better criminal mastermind, I patted Desina on the head ad smiled.

"My, I always did know you were a smart girl, Lily. Not one to believe until you have tested something for yourself." Traigéide remarks once Lily has assured herself that he was not deceiving her. The Greek fairy tales? What an interesting way to phrase it! So many humans no longer believed in the fae or the old Greek myths and Traigéide was fairly certain that was the point. To Lily, a muse was just as real as a fairy, meaning not real at all. And yet, she had finally accepted his existence without much struggle. He would say she seemed relieved, in fact. Traigéide held Lily in one arm and lightly stroked her hair. "I must admit, I was afraid you would not be able to accept what I am. If you could not have believed with me standing right before you, well... I could not risk you losing your sanity. There is still so much ahead of you; I feel it. I know in my bones that you have much yet left to create." Belatedly Traigéide began to wonder where Phisarious had gone. It was not like him to disappear when he was not receiving the attention he craved. Usually he would demand that attention, not accept its lack. "Where has Phisarious gotten off to? I thought for certain he would follow me until I lavished praise upon him to make up for how my attention was irresistibly drawn to you, dear Lily."

((Oh my gahh I just confused myself... I had forgotten Fairy was a muse! Lee shouldn't be talking to her on the phone >< unless... she's his muse.. and he doesn't know it :O))

I shrugged at the question, then remembered the male on the other end of the line couldnt' see me.
"A variety of things," I said. "Poems, songs... can I just talk to Desina, please?" Talking to Desina always seemed to aleviate a writer's block...

((OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY! I got you confused with someone else xd ))

I closed the door after Tim and sat down again."Now,lets get back to the reason I rang you in the first place for.You have a writer's block,right?And you dont know how to get past it,right?You need something to inspire you,to whisk the darkness of the block away to the clouds above,up to the Celestial Plain, where the sun goddess Amaterasu shall banish its dirty sins and make it beautiful inspiration,letting it fall back down through the water in the sky and into your head,letting your imagination run free,onto the paper where your hand rests."I laughed,waiting for Lee to answer to my brilliant semi-poem,semi-story anology.