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Illya's strategy worked for a while, acting the tough little guy frightened off most of his tormentors.
It didn’t help that in class he always had the answers, and was ostracized because of his intelligence. The other children had no thirst for knowledge.
He seemed a know-it-all, but Illya knew his photographic memory and love of learning would hold an important place in his life... if he survived to reach adulthood.
It was often he would sneak into the library, hiding there alone to read books well beyond his years, struggling to see the words as the light would fade.
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Illya's strategy worked for a while, acting the tough little guy frightened off most of his tormentors.
It didn’t help that in class he always had the answers, and was ostracized because of his intelligence. The other children had no thirst for knowledge.
He seemed a know-it-all, but Illya knew his photographic memory and love of learning would hold an important place in his life... if he survived to reach adulthood.
It was often he would sneak into the library, hiding there alone to read books well beyond his years, struggling to see the words as the light would fade.
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Date: 2012-04-09 03:51 pm (UTC)Ah the power of fate...event though it was fickle. I keep having things like this happen and they always end up relating back to Napoleon. I'll pick a location or a concept for a story out of the blue, then when I research it...some how the name Napoleon comes up.
Guess they were meant to be, Illya and Napoleon.