DSM-IV

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” Lets escape together”

“It’ll be different this time , I promise”

She gave in immediately.

Powerless to his unscrupulous charm, it danced around  in her mind, it gently swayed her to his side .

“You will come face to face with all the riches in the world, your wildest fantasies will materialise in a place  just over yonder ” he said as they stared out of their window  into the valley.

“Are you sure darling?” she asked

The rain  began to beat more furiously against the window pane .

“Sure?” he retorted in disbelief. “I haven’t been more certain about anything in my life”

“You’ll see” he said with a smile  as his grip around her fragile frame tightened .

At that moment, as if on cue, every fibre of his body started to tingle, it let off a spooky glow, it was as though bolts of electricity were being harnessed inside him, everything paled in comparison to him, a surge of conviction had just swept through him, all that beheld this spectacle felt truly privileged .

(Or at least so he thought.)

With that promise, they braced themselves as thoughts of their encounters with the  ill-tempered valley goats crossed their minds  and jetted off into  the storm.  A considerable chill fell over the entire valley,  aside the sound of the blankets of rain tumbling down, there was an intermittent sound of  distant thunderings .

A couples’ journey into untold wealth had began.

[insert story here]

” But darling you promised!” she yelped as he cast her over the bridge  into the lair of Ill-tempered goats .

” Oh that,” he responded calmly.

“I lied.”

Absens haeres non erit

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~ by The Fat Diaries on June 5, 2013.

2 Responses to “DSM-IV”

  1. I’ll show you an ill tempered goat! 😀

  2. Haha! And just like that the sequel to DSM-IV is born.

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