| PUPPY Hondjie, Qenush, Kucuk, Cadell, Hvalp, Kutsikas, Pentu, Chiot, Hundchen, Kolyokkutya, Nwa Nkita, Anak Anjing, Cucciolo, Catulus, Kucens, Suniukas, Valp, Szczeniak, Cachorro, Catellus, Kopek Yavrusu, Omo Aja, Umdlwane, Stene, Cagnolu, Hundido, Tuta, Welpe, Ti Chen, Kiskutya, Hvolpur, Coilean, Anak Asu, Welpen, Filhote De Cachorro, Cachorrinho, Catelus, Taifau Laiti, Mladicek, Ey Yar, Yavru Kopek, Cho Con, Ci Bach, Inja Encane. A beautiful f'cked up man. Est Sularus oth Mithas - My Honor is My Life "Well golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek; I mean, you're gonna die for your friend." *brief, silent, unmoving pause...little smile* "If it comes to that." 'Waterworld' Teneo Metus Teneo - (First Person Possessive) To know, comprehend, grasp, hold, keep, possess, preserve, occupy, immerse oneself in, master, become. Metus - Fear, dread, awe, subject of dread/awe. The majority of people, underneath it all, tend to be greedy, selfish jerks IMPO. But, I must say, it does make me appreciate even more the exceptions to this. "I am not gay, although I wish I were, just to piss off homophobes." - Kurt Cobain "So, who's coming in second?" - Larry Bird Proud creator of 'Grimmsy Grimmling, Escort Of Souls', a webcomic that I hope to re-start soon. |
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| "There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to get wet and run quickly along the road. By doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed, though you will still get the same soaking. This understanding extends to all things.” "It is a good viewpoint to see the world as a dream. When you have something like a nightmare, you will wake up and tell yourself that it was only a dream. It is said that the world we live in is not a bit different from this." "She drew back his hand. In the silent privacy of his mind, she faced the man she loved and took all his burdens upon herself. He could not resist her. Once before, he had beaten back her efforts to control him. But now he had no defence. With his own strength, she mastered him. No remorse. No evil! she breathed at him. Not this time. She had the responsibility to intervene. The responsibility and the right. The right! she cried. But he made no answer. Her will occupied him completely. She seemed to meet him where they had met once before, when she had surrendered herself to save him. In a field of flowers, under an inviolate sky, a clean sun. He was no longer young. His eyes were fixed on her, and they flamed hot midnight, the final extremity of the heavens. No smile in the world could have softened his gaze. He stood there as if he were waiting for her to search him, catechize him, learn the truth. But she failed to close the gulf between them. She ran and ran toward him, aching to fling her arms around him at last; but the field lay as still as the sunlight, and his eyes shone darkness at her, and all her strength brought her no nearer. She knew that if she reached him she would understand... But she could not approach him. His refusal made grief well up in her like the wail of a lost child. She possessed him. ...as if she were sobbing, too weak to do anything except weep. He said nothing, offered her nothing. But the purity of his regard did not let her turn. How could he speak, do anything other than repudiate her? She had taken his will from him. Perhaps he was mad. But was she not something worse?. Are you not evil? Yes. Beyond question. But the black flame in his eyes did not accuse her of evil. He did not despise her in any way. He only refused to be swayed. You said you trusted me. Yes, she said again. She had known all along that possession in every guise was evil; but she had tried to believe otherwise... Now she was truly weeping. Deliberately, she let him go. Let love and hope and power go as if they were all one, too pure to be possessed or desecrated. Locking her cries in her throat, she turned and walked away... ...at least I trusted you...whatever else I did wrong. I trusted you in the end." - Stephen Donaldson, 'White Gold Wielder' |
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