Loving Les.

So from what I hear, Les is the favorite of the four (YEAH. FOUR.) characters out of eleven pages I've written so far. :)

Which isn't a bad thing, let me just say.

Haha. Thanks, guys.

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“Les...?”
“Yeah?”
“Why do you think people don’t believe you?”
He laughed dryly. “You can answer that better than I can, Enna. You’re one of them, you know.”
I grimaced. “Well... Sorry. But you know how looney this whole thing sounds, right? You know that none of this parallels to anything in the world that we live in. You know that people won’t believe in things that aren’t right there.”
“Then what about God?”
It took me a minute to process where he was going with this whole thing. “What about God?”
“He’s real, isn’t he?”
Les’ words took me back to a time when I thought God lived behind the sky, making the stars dance just for me to see, and the sun shine so that I could go outside to play. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe now; I still did. It was just seeing how Les was treated, and how he talked sometimes... It was kind of hard to believe the same person made the stars shine.
“Yeah, Les. He is.” I said wearily. “But I still don’t see how something like LeMia can have any congruence to God.”
He sighed, and held out his hands. “You have to believe in something you can’t see, Enna. You have to understand that everything parallels to something; that my LeMia is just as real as God.”
“There’s no definable logic there, Les.” I pointed out.
“To you, no. To me, infinetly.”

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I like him too.

WC, as of this post: 5112
That's right --- Only NINE days behind.
Luckily, I'm going to panic and write 3334 a night*, so I'll be caught up by the eighteenth.


*Maybe. Hopefully. Possibly.