Some things which are unrelated to one another.

Oct 08, 2007 23:11

Light, my mum Floo'd earlier and wants to know if we can come to the Burrow for dinner this Sunday.

I like this poem. )

poetry, light, mum, hallowe'en, lj

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pyro_zuko October 9 2007, 06:05:04 UTC
Interesting poem...Though I don't think it translated well.

We need to talk. I'll give you a call later...After my meeting.

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hex_you_up October 9 2007, 15:14:03 UTC
I have no desire to talk to you.

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bananas_an October 9 2007, 06:26:07 UTC
A water sprite!

Or Titania. Oh, then Light-san could be Oberon.

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hex_you_up October 9 2007, 15:15:37 UTC
Oh, that would be pretty!

Wait. That masqued-ball thing. Is that ON Hallowe'en?

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bananas_an October 9 2007, 16:46:04 UTC
I will NOT dress up like a horse, though.

...I can't remember. I suppose those last two would be bad taste, huh? I thought they'd make for some awesomely intricate costumes, though.

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hex_you_up October 9 2007, 16:48:45 UTC
...How's that?

Hm. I should find that out. I wanted myself and Light to go as Satine and Christian from Moulin Rouge to it.

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trasnochadora October 9 2007, 13:16:19 UTC
It usually takes a few reads for poetry to sink in, but I will say that I adore this line:

Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.

Impeccable taste as ever, Red.

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ooc hex_you_up October 9 2007, 15:12:04 UTC
bad, naughty Mariah.

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Re: ooc trasnochadora October 9 2007, 15:13:39 UTC
WELL YOU HAVE TO SLEEP SOMETIME

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