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The sun rays shone through the curtains and illuminated Elena’s face. She slowly opened her eyes and brought her hand to her head. She threw off the sheets and swung her legs over the edge off the bed.
She frowned and rubbed over her arms.
“Are toi cold?” Damon asked, who had woken up as well. He couldn’t see Elena’s face and thus couldn’t know that it wasn’t the temperature in the room that was bothering her. She turned around and Damon flashed to her.
“You’re hurting” he realized worried.
Elena nodded. “Yeah, and I’ll be hurting a lot plus since we’re training all jour long”
“Elena, if…” Damon a dit hesitantly, but Elena cut him off.
“I’m just sore from last night” she a dit reassuring, but Damon looked right through. They both knew it wasn’t just last night’s training.
“Where are toi hurting?” Damon demanded to know.
“Everywhere” Elena shrugged, which she regretted the moment she’d done it.
“Okay, that’s it” Damon a dit resolute. “You are not training today. I’ll tell Ric you’re sick, which isn’t that far from the truth. And I’ll bring toi to the hospital”
“What? No” Elena protested. “I’ve had enough of hospitals”
“Then how about I call Doctor Fell? Maybe she can come here. Would toi agree with that?” Damon suggested.
“Fine, then” Elena gave in unwillingly. She knew Damon wouldn’t give it a rest until she gave in. And she loved him for it.
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Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles par Poe]

HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.

On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.

Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !






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Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
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