Life's been troubling.
But I've got time.
That's a start.


PeripheralI saw a little glimmer In the corner of my eye I turned my headPeripheral
To glimpse at it But when I did It was not there
This happens all the time


A Quaint NotionSaid a man with some cobs of cornA Quaint Notion
To a lad with a bowl of fruit, "What lovely stuff you have in there. I have so much corn, You have so much fruit; D'you think we could possibly share?"
Said the lad with the bowl of fruit To the man with the cobs of corn, "I'd really rather not, you see. I must sell my fruit To pay for my land But you may have some for a fee."


KnowledgeIf you knew now what you did back then, would you be much different?Knowledge
If you knew back then what you don't know now, would that be very little?
If you knew tomorrow what you do today, does that mean nothing's changing?
If you knew today what you didn't know now, would that mean you knew everything?


Larissa's Song 3Green fireflies danced in the night, fading in and out of vision as they fluttered amongst the twilight of the forest. Larissa watched quietly, her attention captured by the visual music these tiny lights created. One thing that brought her pause was the occasional red fireflies. Every so often as the night drew on, she spotted them. Always in a pair, they moved in a different pattern altogether, as though circling the humble dwelling her and her Father shared. She spotted them again and this time she couldn't hold it in. She turned from the window.Larissa's Song 3
Papa, why are some fireflies red?
Her Father rose from h


Larissa's Song 2A pre-dawn thunderstorm threatened in the distance, the far away rumble rolled oddly through the crowded trees of the forest. Daylen picked up his pace for fear of losing potential tracks to the oncoming downpour. You could smell the rain in the air before it even touched the ground. Gusts of colder air danced through the limbs overhead, making the forest come alive with a loud rustling. A few other scents mingled in the wind, as well. Burning wood. Blood. There was something else that Daylen couldn't quite recognize. He held up a hand to signal the others to hold.Larissa's Song 2
Larissa muttered under her breath, the contempt in her voice scar
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♥ Mon amour
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♥ Mon amour
CutelyNomelicious - defending the right to be adorable since 2009
icon by *papercrownhat
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"People are only jealous of other people's freedom because they believe in limits that don't even exist."
ZabuAnko
You have an interesting lineup of friends there.
SUSPICION.
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....in bed.
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I LOST THE GAME. ಠ_ಠ
I know them all.
And you.
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