Chapter .29.

You said there was no beauty within you. You were a candle devoid of spark. So you set all your feelings on fire,  In the hopes it would light up your dark.  You said there was no beauty within you  You were an ocean whose depths had run dry, So you filled all the cracks in your laughter  With the flood of tears you would cry. And I wish that the beauty within you, Hadn't cause you to view life with doubt, Because you said there was no beauty within you, But there sure is no beauty without.  -e.h.  *** I'm awake. Staring. I've never seen Atlas's sleeping face before. Never noticed that the lines upon his skin were not from smiling. Were not laugher lines. They were anger. Anger that had long been sketched upon his features- sewn in to create a perminate fracture. Now his lines were smooth. Creased out and even as he took in deep, so