1. IntroductionThe floor was freezing – that was her first thought registered. She tried to curl herself up and find comfort in the warmth of skin on skin, but the chill seeped through. Was it cobblestone that was so bitterly cold? Heat emanated very lightly from a source behind her. A fire, perhaps? Tentatively, she opened her eyes. Her amber orbs only saw blurs, but even through her grogginess, the girl could tell she was definitely not in a cobblestone town. Her hand reluctantly left the bosom of warmth and reached out, groping over damp, taut strands. It was grass, blanketed in the dew of early morning. Curious as to her whereabouts, the girl opene1. Introduction
Pas de Deux de RomanThe entryway was dark and silent, made that way so as not to disturb the current performance in the stadium. The performers, two female equestrians, snaked about the stage to “The Blue Danube”; their twin chocolate Thoroughbreds unflinchingly focused under the distracting blue lights. Though Nadia’s vision was obscured by the contrast of light and dark, she could still sense the presence next to her: Demetri, still as possible, waiting. He and Bucephalus seemed to have achieved a tranquility Nadia was envious of. Phileas had conquered his impatience, as well. Now, if only Nadia could boast such a triumph. Her hands sweated profPas de Deux de Roman
The Birth of Murder“I am about fed up with that woman!” The sharp slam from the door opening and closing vigorously had reverberated back to the office, so the Lyubas knew they were about to face an irate border. When it was Michael who stormed through the archway, only Yelena bothered to look up. She was sitting upon the desk, folder in hand, helping her sister tidy up the stables’ cluttered office. She would glance at the folder, one for each of the residents at Wyvern Wings and Hartstrings Stables, document whether they were a profit or a loss, then hand it off to Naida for filing. It was a tedious rhythm, so the younger Lyuba wasThe Birth of Murder
The facts of life are all about you
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hehehehehe <3 =u=
I saw and commented on these in your journal lol
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R.I.P.
Barnaby Jones
October '08 - May '09
Be a singer! Be a lover!
Pick the flower now before the chance has past
Be Italian! Be Italian!
Live each as if it may become your last!
Something for you.
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Apparently Jigsaw killed bad ppl. I dont believe in bad, just misled or disillusive by life or simply having rotten luck.
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R.I.P.
Barnaby Jones
October '08 - May '09
Be a singer! Be a lover!
Pick the flower now before the chance has past
Be Italian! Be Italian!
Live each as if it may become your last!
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R.I.P.
Barnaby Jones
October '08 - May '09
Be a singer! Be a lover!
Pick the flower now before the chance has past
Be Italian! Be Italian!
Live each as if it may become your last!
LOL I cant believe I thought Chosovi was a stally xDDDDDD
That would've made for an interesting discovery if we'd've kept it going.
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R.I.P.
Barnaby Jones
October '08 - May '09
Be a singer! Be a lover!
Pick the flower now before the chance has past
Be Italian! Be Italian!
Live each as if it may become your last!
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