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Okay, so I can't. but that's not a bad thing, when being addicted to those two produces stuff like this: [link]
Behold, my latest story! I could give you the summary, but...you could just read the author's notes. Save me some time, y'know. Anyway, go read it!








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"Stories are for children and dreamers. Poetry is for weaklings and madmen. Epics glorify the vile and vilify the glorious. Read minds, not words."
WATERMELONS & SOAP. I am one of 3 people on earth who knows what that means.
I am a psychic, and I see many favs in your future...
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"Stories are for children and dreamers. Poetry is for weaklings and madmen. Epics glorify the vile and vilify the glorious. Read minds, not words."
WATERMELONS & SOAP. I am one of 3 people on earth who knows what that means.
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Vita brevis ; Ars aeterna (Life is short : Art is Eternal)
And Uvani...well, I could, but I prefer his actual voice.
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What man loves more than life,
Fears more than death or mortal strife,
What poor men have, the rich acquire,
And all contented men desire,
What misers spend and wastrels save,
And all men carry to the grave.
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Vita brevis ; Ars aeterna (Life is short : Art is Eternal)
I has your character. :3
... I hope you like him. He's a very charismatic fellow. 'Hafta be to lead a throng of Dagon worshippers, I suppose.
Mankar Cameron!
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Speaking to me? Well, I'm him. And he's me. And there were others. Weren't there? - Sheogorath, TESIV
I accept, of course. But only because I'm damn near suicidal, 'cause I have no idea how I'm gonna make this work.
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What man loves more than life,
Fears more than death or mortal strife,
What poor men have, the rich acquire,
And all contented men desire,
What misers spend and wastrels save,
And all men carry to the grave.
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Speaking to me? Well, I'm him. And he's me. And there were others. Weren't there? - Sheogorath, TESIV
*glomps* I love you! xD;;
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The screams are too sweet, love changes it's shape
Forgetting the pain and forgetting myself
But now, I take it day by day with the flowing proof
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What man loves more than life,
Fears more than death or mortal strife,
What poor men have, the rich acquire,
And all contented men desire,
What misers spend and wastrels save,
And all men carry to the grave.
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