Feb 04, 2008 20:51
Tie the knot, stitch the seam, press the dark, weave the cloth.
Maybe then you'll have an idea of the world.
Private to Papa Midnight//unhackable
Are you better today, then? When midnight rolled around, you were fast asleep.
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Will you make good on your promise, still?
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Foster killed his tree. Is this an asset you still desire?
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...I think he's learning better than I expected.
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The boy suspects an expectation of favors from me.
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Anger is interesting.
Does he? Does he think we offer such things freely, out of charity? He does not know how magic truly works.
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He has a potential that will more or less not be tapped, because he will not kill.
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I am working the my workshop, in the warehouse.
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I will be there in moments, Saya.
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I am only that age myself.
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I am sure it was not only yesterday that you began investing in death.
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Picture me at sixteen, with a set of pearly teeth in one hand, like tiny jewels, drenched in blood.
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[Investigating her project of the day.]
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Our innocence, ripped from us.
I consumed my father at 15.
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