Words were not spoken for you
No grave marks my love for you
Broken, my heart calls for you
No-one can blame them but you

How in the world can I ever smile again?
How in the world can I live without you?

~*~

( Private (Readable to Alessa alone)*Warded**Cursed** )

What gift has providence bestowed on man that is so dear to him as his children?

~*~

Eye for an eye, does apply to injury done, and gifts freely given.

To those who gave of themselves in order to allow Henry's return; what was taken shall be returned.
Though it may kill me....

( Private to Walter *Warded**Cursed** )

Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.

~*~Yuuji, darling, I apologize for the delay, but may I extend an invitation to you and your lovelly ( Read more... )

Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain ( Read more... )

"Homer and Hesiod have ascribed to the gods all things that are a shame and a disgrace among mortals, stealing and adulteries and deceiving on one another”

~*~

Attention Intro to Myth and Folklore Students

Your final essay must include MLA format, and be certain to cite your recourses ( Read more... )

Without an understanding of myth or religion, without an understanding of the relationship between destruction and creation, death and rebirth, the individual suffers the mysteries of life as meaningless mayhem alone.


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But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard,
Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed
When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King
Muttering and murmuring at his ear, "Quick, quick!
I fear it is too late, and I shall die."

~*~

( Filtered to the Marked ( Readable to Yuuji ) )

Destructive storms and Evil winds are they
An evil blast, herald of the baneful storm
They are mighty children, Ancient Ones
Heralds of Pestilence
Throne-bearers of Mulla-Xul
They are the flood which rusheth through the land

~*~

( Warded::Cursed ( Readable to The Marked ) )

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( Private to Rangiku {Warded:Cursed} )