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Sat Dec 06, 2008 3:40 pm
Night Mistress says...



i see. okay, one last question that been burning a hole in my mind for some time. Do thieves cover themselves(take another identity) during the day and work at night?
"I love you," she whispered in his ear, before taking his mouth with her own.

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Sat Dec 06, 2008 3:43 pm
Rosendorn says...



Not unlikely. Most of the time thieves in the Middle Ages would steal to make end's meet. A second identity is not unheard of.
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo

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Sat Dec 06, 2008 3:48 pm
Night Mistress says...



Rosey Unicorn wrote:Not unlikely. Most of the time thieves in the Middle Ages would steal to make end's meet. A second identity is not unheard of.


but i could do that, right? because my story takes place in a different world, model after the middle ages.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear, before taking his mouth with her own.

~Elizzabeth Grey of Addicting Posion
  





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Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:18 pm
Rosendorn says...



Correct.
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo

Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
  





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Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:21 pm
Night Mistress says...



alright. thank you so much for your help.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear, before taking his mouth with her own.

~Elizzabeth Grey of Addicting Posion
  





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Sat Dec 06, 2008 4:22 pm
Rosendorn says...



Your welcome!
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo

Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
  








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