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[Jul. 15th, 2008|06:55 am] |
♫ Would you like to swing on a star ♫
♪ Carry moonbeams home in a jar ♪
♫ And be better off than you are ♫
Or would you rather be a... ?
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[Jul. 6th, 2008|04:10 am] |
This place, it's almost so large as King Haggard's castle. These small tiles scribe words on the glowing tablet, but it is not true sorcery. There are books, hundreds of thousands of books on shelves made of steel.
I am a mortal woman again, and there are no unicorns here. Each moment a part of me dies, I'm smothered by it.
Molly? Schmendrick? ...Lir?
Where am I? Why did I not reach my forest? |
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[Jul. 5th, 2008|09:52 pm] |
It's a twister! It's a twister! They fell from the sky, they fell very far. Falling falling. Anarchy in the UK! Oh dear oh dear. |
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