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Post by Lady Anastasia on Feb 17, 2007 23:20:47 GMT -5
Something moves within the night that is not good and is not right. -The Book of Counted Sorrows, Twilight Eyes
Darkness devours every shining day. Darkness demands and always has its way. Darkness listens, watches, waits. Darkness claims the day and celebrates. Sometimes in silence darkness comes. Sometimes with a gleeful banging of drums. -The Book of Counted Sorrows, Darkfall
We can embrace love; it's not too late. Why do we sleep, instead, with hate? Belief requires no suspension to see that Hell is our invention. We make Hell real; we stoke its fires. And in its flames our hope expires. Heaven, too, is merely our creation. We can grant ourselves out own salvation. All that's required is imagination. -The Book of Counted Sorrows, Darkfall
Evil is a faceless stranger, living in a distant neighborhood. Evil has a wholesome, hometown face, with merry eyes and an open smile. Evil walks among us, wearing a mask which looks like all our faces. -The Book of Counted Sorrows, The Mask
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Post by KittyLane on Feb 17, 2007 23:35:30 GMT -5
Great reads. I hope they are read by all. Thanks for the post!
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Post by Lady Anastasia on Feb 18, 2007 1:19:19 GMT -5
Oh, I'm so glad that you liked them Kitty...
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Post by KittyLane on Feb 18, 2007 1:34:40 GMT -5
Oh, I'm so glad that you liked them Kitty... I DID ;D
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Post by Der Trommler on Mar 2, 2007 8:53:26 GMT -5
I love these....
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Post by KittyLane on Mar 2, 2007 13:23:50 GMT -5
lala post some more...puhlease.
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