| "Come to me my Beauty," whispered the Beast. "Take my hand. Come dance with me amidst the stars and light of the blue,blue moon." "Dance," shouted Beauty. "Leave me be you silly Beast. With your dreams of fantasy and sheer nonsense. Your talk of stars and moon of blue. I have no time for such foolishness." | |||
| "Aghhh, My Beauty," whispered the Beast. Time is all we have... "WE" Beauty shouted back.. WE? "You are a wretched Beast. You are furtive in your desires. You seek me only to play. You are a skulker behind the light of the blue , blue moon and it is I who will not give in to your mad desires." |  |
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| The beast roared and turned away..
Later that night... The Beast eyes looked upward with only a brief
fleeting glance, imagined the shadow jumping to and fro across the moon,
holding tight pink laced twinkle toe shoes?
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| - Ginny Brancato 3/31/99 | |||