.:v:. Silence is when I feel You best
Run, run, run - Greyback is out for your poor souls (and palatable flesh). Strange that they only realized this now, but gratifying nevertheless that at least they did - Lycanthropy isn't exactly what one would call Merlin's blessing. I would say death and destruction to the filth there should be a strict isolation of all lycans, which, the valiant
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I cannot but agree with you there. Who cares about differences in methods, when the end result is practically the same, hm? Leave them to personal predilections - it is all that separates us all in this most amusing of worlds.
Schizophrenic?! Seamus, why have you never told me you knew such complex concepts? I am awed. Awed and horrified you would be so utterly rational and logic in matters of religion. Where our almighty lord is concerned - there can be no schizophrenia or any other mental disorder. It is all the lord trying to talk to us! Your cynicism saddens me, my friend. But your concern for my health revives my faith in you, Seamus. Autoerotic or not, asphyxiation is a bad thing, even if it has nothing to do with your humble servant here, as my serving a glossolaliac sermon for the copulating pair at the scene of a bloodthirsty battle, was not dangerous at all. Shielding charms and all, you know.
Oh, oh! I deny it, I deny it, I deny it! There, see how eager I am in my attempts to please you, my darling? No fighting and dueling for us - only five o'clock teas in peaceful restaurants east of Diagon Alley as we discuss matters of the mundane world and shake our heads in disapproval of the rebellious and tasteless youth. Friends forever, Montague and Seamus!
Wickedly yours,
Montague
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