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Rumplestilskin heard the warning bells toll. The Curse had been activated.
But where was Bianca?! Rumplestilskin snarled and gripped the spikes that barred him from freedom. He would be safe; he had his memories. Bianca had said that she'd had a plan to save herself. She had promised that she would send word when she had done whatever her plan was.
Now it was too late.
The cave rumbled and shook as if caught in an earthquake.
Rumplestilskin roared in fury. He had failed Baelfire, Belle, now Bianca. He had failed everyone he had loved. "Forgive me!"
And the Curse swept him away.
Mr Gold limped across the street to his pawnshop, passing the mindless inhabitants of Storybrooke, Maine. He heaved a sigh. Had it really only been ten years? It felt almost like an eternity.
"Are you sad, mister?"
Gold looked around and found a small girl standing of the sidewalk. Her blood-red hair was pulled into twin pigtails on either side of her head and her light green eyes shone from under too-lo
1420 MHzHe keeps a list wadded in the depths of his front, left pocket: where he holds his keys, and the forgotten/abandoned shell of a lone pistachio. The list is his biography, written in the shape of Argentine Spanish:
Me gustan los tomates en verano.
Yo amo a mi novio.
Nos besamos. (Mi novio chupa mis dedos de los pies.)
Las estrellas cantan sus canciones.
Mi nombre no es Eduardo.
Vivo con Jacobi ahora.
His pants are wadded, now, on summer-warmed hardwood; his shirt is draped over the back of a cane-back chair, the most incongruous of antiques in Jacobi’s tech-nerd lair. Headphones clamp his ears, and fill his head with the lisping whisper of interstellar hydrogen, broadcasting itself at a neat 1420 MHz. Bedroom is the wrong word for a place like this, despite the sorts of furnishings one might expect. There is a bed, a dresser, a bookshelf and two nightstands cramped with magazines, graphic novels. An alarm clock
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