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From Lucasta“I should go.”From Lucasta
“Oh? This isn’t settled, Char.”
“I think it is.”
“You’re wrong.”
“I’m right. You can’t do anything about it, Ara. I love you, and goodnight.” He picked up his coat and shut her front door behind him, quickly enough that it made a small noise, just loud enough to remind her that he was anxious to leave, in more ways than one. She had tried so hard, but he never listened, and now he was going to go get himself killed.
Ara stood up from where she had been sitting on the loveseat when he had made his startling pro
by ~Analiere
The End of Happily Ever AfterThe air outside is colder than my heart I guess that means I could get colder still I would not have believed it at the start But now it seems that what could happen willThe End of Happily Ever After
I never dreamt that I would end up here As lonely and forsaken as all this I never thought I’d live to see your tears Or die to be awoken at your kiss
And now it’s me who’s crying just like you And me who has to live with all the pain Imagine after all that we’ve been through That I will never see your face again
The joyous laughter and the love you gave Has gone and followed y
by ~Analiere
RapunzelYes, my name is Rapunzel, just like the lettuce. Mother always said that the circumstances that brought me to her were so much like those of the story that she just could not resist. I typically just glare at her when she says that.Rapunzel
You see, late one night a few months before I was born, Mother caught my biological father trying to steal her entire collection of Heinlein novels. My “real” mother had apparently developed a craving for them, and she needed them right then or she would die (I have long suspected that my genetic family had a tendency to over dramatization; Heinlein novels are all well
by ~Analiere
The Ballad of Lillian LeighThey say she comes out with the night And wanders with the breeze, Till dawn will chase the night away While she waits ‘mongst the trees.The Ballad of Lillian Leigh
For what she waits I do not know Though I’ve watched ev’ry night As out she came and danced around And chased away the light.
The night ‘fore last I thought I saw A pale-haired boy come by, Neither stopped nor stared nor glanced round But she began to cry.
“My love,” she said, “I miss you well, But now your time has past. “My love,” she cried, “I did no wrong, Come back to me at last.”
by ~Analiere
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