019 - Heh.

Jun 01, 2006 13:38


Along that hidden path my guide and I
Started out to return to the bright world.
And without a thought for any resting-stops,

We bounded up, he first and I second,
Until, through a round opening, I saw
Some of the lovely things the heavens hold:

From there we came out to see once more the stars.

Man, it feels good to be home.

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annwn June 1 2006, 23:09:42 UTC
... Dante.

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divinespiral June 1 2006, 23:10:42 UTC
Uh...Yeah, ma?

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annwn June 1 2006, 23:13:23 UTC
And where, pray-tell, have you been?

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divinespiral June 1 2006, 23:15:32 UTC
I told Vergil to tell you...Guess he didn't get the chance.

I had a short-notice job. Outta the country.

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eveninghorror June 2 2006, 04:34:41 UTC
in the middle of our lifes way i found myself in a wood so dark that i couldnt tell where the straight path lay.

oh how hqard a thing it is to embark ypon the story of that savage wood for the memory shudders me with fear soi stark

that death itself is harldy a more bitter food yet whatever i observed there ill convye in ortder to tell what i found that was good.

:)

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