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[smilelikeaknife]

Some people are so peculiar about wishes.

Make your dreams come true.

A dream is a wish the heart makes.

Be careful what you wish for.

If wishes were fishes beggars would eat.

A man is his own easiest dupe, for what he wishes to be true he generally believes to be true.

Wish for something, or not, fair City.

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[smilelikeaknife]

You ought to be flattered.

[enigmaestro]

You want to play.

[smilelikeaknife]

Will you play with me?

[There's something disturbing about that, because the words are accompanied with a rush of desire]

[enigmaestro]

Yes.

[The word rushes out, as instinctive as breathing.]

I -- I suppose so.

[smilelikeaknife]

We'll have so much fun together.

[What's that? Another rush? Yes.]

[enigmaestro]

[There's a dryness in his throat, a desert, a want.]

Now? I can have it now.

[smilelikeaknife]

What do you want now?

[Oh yes, this is a game. Verbalize This, let's call it.]

[enigmaestro]

Vengeance.

[smilelikeaknife]

Follow the heart.

[enigmaestro]

[His breathing intensifies, electrifies. A pause follows.]

All right.

[smilelikeaknife]

All right.

[enigmaestro]

Then -- [A swallow.] Then what?

[smilelikeaknife]

Oh, Edward.

Surely I don't have to tell you that.

[enigmaestro]

Do you want to -- want to accompany?

[smilelikeaknife]

I am always near you.

[enigmaestro]

closer.

[smilelikeaknife]

Are you asking for my company?

[enigmaestro]

Yes, I seem to be.

[smilelikeaknife]

I'll agree.

[enigmaestro]

Come. [His throat is dry, like a thirsting man's.]

[smilelikeaknife]

[And then, there's Desire, close enough to almost touch but always a hairsbreath away.]

[enigmaestro]

[He watches it, his fingers digging into Mitchell's desk. They were in his office.

His breathing is heavy.]

This is -- rather stronger. Than usual.

[smilelikeaknife]

We've been apart for a while. You forgot how it feels.

[enigmaestro]

[He looks at its arms, wanting to touch. But he knows that is a bad idea.]

And you're not pulling any punches.

[smilelikeaknife]

[Desire's arms are bare - it's wearing a dress with thin straps, very fashionable, very in.]

Why should I? When I do, we fight.