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Eleven Fires Twelve past eleven fires left untended. While the falling flakes of rain fall with frost upon the window the mockingbird criesEleven Fires
for its mate. Alone with a thousand dreams Alone with a thousand memories. The tapping does not cease the pounding does not halt. But the fire burns on throughout the snowing night... Alone and untended.
by ~Kanna200
Behind the Mists The mist standing solitary o'er Avalon's lake does never part for one fallen leaf. Across the rippling waters does he reside with the faerie woman by his side. Loving one another as the morning dew loves the leaves. Hand in hand as the mists fall as curtain o'er the stage or as the curtains in midwinter. Thus these mists seperate Avalonian Priestess and brave knight till the burden of time wearsBehind the Mists
by ~Kanna200
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Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
~ Samuel Beckett ~
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Won’t you come into my garden? I would like my roses to see you.
– Richard Brinsley Sheridan
*glomp*
YOU HAVE BEEN GLOMPED! Spread the glomping love around! Pick 4 of yer buddehs and paste this message on their userpage!
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can't glomp the person who glomped you!
2- You can't glomp the same person! EVER AGAIN!!
3- You -MUST- glomp 4 people! If you don't you're a terrible person and I shall take your soul!!
4- This must be put on their userpage! Nowhere else!
5- You must actually like the person to glomp them!
Remember the person who glomped you loves you! So you must glomp a person you love as well!
This glomping was started by ~ demon-of-the-light SPREAD THE LUUUUV!!!
*evil laughter*
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And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass
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And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass
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