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^9/10... it's Maya Angelou. :)

I think part of the problem is that her personality isn't very well established yet, so we're--or at least I'm--a little wary of butchering her nature inadvertently. And I did ...

The ability to make men behave. - Fionnabhair Chant, Journey Into the North RPG What can you hear right at this moment?

...What exactly was this that attacked the dragon, then? And does this put our newest plans for Sedgeley out of the picture?

The sheer stupidity—of the people around me, as well as of the situation itself—was enough to stagger me. First Seraph went and pulled some half-aborted heroic stunt that got him ...

Well, I've finally found a picture that sufficiently resembles Finn! ...Of course, her hair's a bit darker than that (being auburn and not blond), and you'll have to imagine dirt ...

"Henry and I will. You stay here. With the corpses." To say that Finn felt slighted did not even come close to the truth. To say that she was upset ...

the line of the throat—the swell of breast— concaved at the waist—at the hip, convexed like the surge of land at horizon’s end— crescendos and subsides beneath the hand— this ...

Wow... I'll second cadmium, Clau! Creepy. In a good way, of course. This is very Lolita-esque, and generally it flows quite well (though I might replace "never" with "not" in ...

Finn swallowed hard as she felt the ropes drop from her wrists, clenching her hands into fists and pressing them close together. Her eyes never strayed from her captors, though ...

Orange. - Maggie Chatterjee Michael. Crap. - Declan Chatterjee Lint? - Michael Ballyntine What's the last thing you had to eat or drink?

Granted - they're all idiots and/or expletives that cannot be used around the young'uns. I wish I had somewhere to be tonight.

Oh Will... I guess I deserved that after all those incriminating away messages, eh? Welcome--officially--to YWS! You know where to find me.

- in the smell of my best friend's cologne - in the play of light across Manhattan, as seen from the thirteenth floor - in the play of light beneath ...

Haha... that reminds me of a "scary" story my older cousin once told me, when I was very young. It goes something like this: Once there was a pretty young ...