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Eleven Things1. I haven't known you long, but you're sort of a mentor to me, even though we're the same age. You've seen so much more of the world, and you've brought a new kind of knowledge that I can learn from, and I try to absorb it like a sponge. At the same time, I have come to know that you're as human as I am, not that ethereal, elfish being I saw you as before. But, despite the faults I know you possess, that makes you all the more dear to me. You seem so distant sometimes, and that frightens a lot of people. It used to frighten me, but that was before you opened up into the bright, caring, strong, but ultimately quiet person I know you to be. &nEleven Things


One Man, Drowning in PrideThe ambrosial sunlight spilled through the streets of Verona that day like water from a bucket. Even though it was a warming, clear light, the air was chill, and the briskness told of a cold autumn and hard winter to come. But it was only the end of August now, and for the moment the thoughts of hardship were put to the back of minds.One Man, Drowning in Pride
In the courtyard of the Capulet house, the sound of wood-upon-wood rang out, echoing over the cobblestones and up to the clear blue sky above Verona. Meanwhile the servants and adults of the house were about other business, two young male offspring of the noble family had gathered in the courtyard i


Centennial Anniversary GO 100ADCentennial Anniversary GO 100
It had been an official century since the beginning of the Arrangement. It had almost slipped his mind until he’d overheard someone’s conversation -- it was most certainly 1120. And, thinking he could probably get away with it somewhere down the line, Crowley invited the angel to dinner. Convienent that they had both chosen to reside in Briton, Aziraphale for the love of it, and Crowley because it was entertaining.
“I wasn’t expecting this,” the angel said helplessly as he dabbed at his mouth with a cloth napkin. “It was quite goo-”
“Tell the whole bloody world, why don’t you, angel?”
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A Flickering ViewShe sat there, surrounded by wailing children and sleeping men, and found herself being drawn to another place entirely. She watched as women in billowing gowns flowed and moved to music she couldn’t hear. The only thing that reached her ears was the soft rustling of fabric and clicking of expensive shoes. Their arms seemed to be reaching out, searching for a partner to lead them.A Flickering View
The girl noticed men coming out from behind black walls, jerkily walking and dancing towards their counterparts as a ghostly, eerie tune began to quietly play.
The couples moved about almost m
| I am an index of neuroses and contrary traits. |
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"If you can't be the best, than just be useful. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you."
~Assirra Xorlarrin
<_< Our similarities frighten me.
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"If you can't be the best, than just be useful. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you."
~Assirra Xorlarrin
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"If you can't be the best, than just be useful. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you."
~Assirra Xorlarrin
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NYARK...NYARK...
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