[So the other way around. Stephen is...quiet again. Really, what do you say to that? Ariel's made it clear how important the search is to him, but he hadn't really considered how much a toll it must have taken on him. If he'd rather himself be erased from history, though, it's a hell of one.
He gets up, takes the bottle, and pours it in to his mug. Wine and coffee? Hey, some people like it. He's not sure he will, but he needs something to brace him for this kind of talk.
And despite himself, he finds himself singing again, however softly;]
Every time when I look in the mirror- All these lines on my face getting clearer. The past is gone It went by like dusk to dawn
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He gets up, takes the bottle, and pours it in to his mug. Wine and coffee? Hey, some people like it. He's not sure he will, but he needs something to brace him for this kind of talk.
And despite himself, he finds himself singing again, however softly;]
Every time when I look in the mirror-
All these lines on my face getting clearer.
The past is gone
It went by like dusk to dawn