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We are not amused.
My Brides, my demons, I've returned. Worries are to be quelled. Verona. Find Aleera. Marishka, assist your sister, her absence bothers me. Where is Samara.
The newest and wildest ways of humiliation? And a good portion of it was -not- the City. And it has left me starving.
Darling Luke, I am unsure whether to be furious with you ( Read more... ) -
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I've had enough time as a woman.
-This- is certainly crossing a line, my dearest Mina. -
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It seems the population has been plagued with considerable misfortune...
Honestly. Keep it down.
Left bereft of bride and angel...
My Aleera, returned to death. My Gabriel...returned to whatever mockery of a life he wishes to have.
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[the sickening -crack- of a chest caving]
...They say youth is a wondrous thing. In your youth, are the things you treasure.
Do tell me if any of you blood spewing flesh maggots understand that. Amuse me.
Oh, dearest, darling Gabriel, pity me and I will rip out your tongue...or perhaps those lovely eyes of yours that gazed upon my face and could not ( Read more... )