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..but it's fun! Mostly, though, I want to blank this out again. Soyeah.
~daeshadi
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Maestro -- PrologueShe slips through the shadows, a breath of night stolen from the sky itself. Her skin does not give her away, though it shines like the moon above. As she moves through the forest, her feet breeze over the leaves without any sound; it is as if she is floating, yet she is not. Her feet leave impressions upon the ground, much like those of fox or wolves. Each breath she takes blends into the wind, and she slips through the night like a shadow on the wind, a spectre given form, a ghost.Maestro -- Prologue
Her clothes simply add to the illusion; they cling close to her body, but flare out into wisps of thread when they reach her elbows and knees. Her h
by ~daeshadi
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What do you know?
Why do you show the world, Do you fly on the wings of beasts? Who can you call to find alone, When you see –
Can you fly?
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Show me.
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- Interests: Nature, otherworldly beings, reading, writing, and a lot of other things
- Favourite movie: Lord of the Rings, the Star Wars saga
- Favourite genre of music: Just about anything. Not rap, though. I don't like that.
- Favourite poet or writer: George R. R. Martin, Jacqueline Carey, Frank Herbert, Orson Scott Card... and others.
- Favourite style of art: Pretty?
- Favourite gaming platform: PC. Also the only one I have.
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English doesn't borrow from other languages; English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over, and sifts through their pockets for loose grammar.
-James Nicoll
I am the butter on the toast of lies!
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Everybody lies.
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I am but a Shade, a shadow in the night..
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C'est la Vie!
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C'est la Vie!
This is Zari, BTW
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Resident Flying Ocelot Clarinetist, Young Fogey, Thesaurus Thrower, Chainsaw Demigoddess, and Deity Ex Machina. But you knew THAT.
I am many things. All of them hypoallergenic.
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*Ginz
He holds me when I start to cry, Makes me smile with just his eyes,
Shares my hopes, dreams and fears, Whipes aways all my tears,
I love him without regret, I just haven't found him yet.
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so suffer all the children and walk away a savior
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