1x1
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Dracon shook his head
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Takara nodded and went back to her book
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Dracon tilted his head as he grabbed a book named loveless
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Takara laughed at the picture in her book of the dutchess
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He opened the book and started reading
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Takaras book was finsihed so she went back to the shelf and put it back
" I'll be right back " she said to draconic before running to the livng room where her boxes were she carried one back to the library before going back she did this five times and that wasn't even all of her books
She pulled out through the looking glass and sat back down on the chair to read it but she got her slef a drink first
"'You want anything " she asked dracon from the kitchen -
He shook his head, not looking up from the book "no, thank you"
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" ok " she called back before she came back wth a glass of lemonade ( she brought it with her )
And sat down with her book -
Dracon sat down in the window
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She opened her book even though shed red it at least a hindered times
It was stil in great condition -
Dracon looked out the window
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Takara was deep in concentration as she red the book
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Dracon tilted his head "um...takara? There's a lady tgat looks like you walking threw the gates
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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
Takara red the jabber wock poem aloud to her self
And the mome raths outgrabe. -
Wiat what aw no it's my siter ugh I'll be right back " Takara groaned
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