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| quotree |
let's drink to the dead laying under the water and the cost of the blood on the driven snow -steven_brust |
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| Doar |
To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due. Neil Gaiman |
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| Risen |
To The Darker Side of Myself, I have kept you buried for so long, I never dreamed I would have any use for you except as a grave that I could spit on at opportune moments as I continued along my path to redemption. Yet here I am, today, digging you up again. Asking for your help. Because both of us will die if I do not. Because the fate that I am facing, the fate worse than suicide, or death... that fate we must both avoid. And so welcome back, Fallen. I am putting these handcuffs on you, sitting you down in that chair, making sure you never leave this room, and I am going to ask you to solve a problem. If we live to this time next year, let us reconvene and see how it went. |
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