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#hey kcalb #aren't the stars nice tonight?

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questions about your character

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♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them?

♠ - What are they afraid of?

♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of?

♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general)

★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why?

☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep?

☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy.

☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react?

♪ - Are they musically inclined?

♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy?

✓ - How do they react to praise?

✕ - How do they handle rejection?

☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats?

❄ - Favourite season and why?

☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to?

❤ - Do they have a love interest?

✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand?

♔ - Do they value loyalty?

♕ - Do they trust easily?

☠ - How do they react to death?

#//falls in

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The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say

Mirror Mirror by Gregory Maguire

#musing

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In the mirrors of the many judgments, my hands are the color of blood. I sometimes fancy myself an evil which exists to oppose other evils; and on that great Day of which the prophets speak but in which they do not truly believe, on the day the world is utterly cleansed of evil, then I too will go down into darkness, swallowing curses. Until then, I will not wash my hands nor let them hang useless.

- Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon

#quiet thoughts

"Today is rather nice."

#it's not too hot or cold outside

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She heard him mutter, ‘Can you take away this grief?’ ‘I’m sorry,’ she replied. ‘Everyone asks me. And I would not do so even if I knew how. It belongs to you. Only time and tears take away grief; that is what they are for.

Terry Pratchett, I Shall Wear Midnight

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#musing #quiet thoughts

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Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly

#musings #quiet thoughts

"Sorry for my disappearance. Certain things happened..."

#online #hiyo

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ice cream sundae cake

click here for recipe

#interest #lets share kcalb

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Chocolate and Vanilla Swirl Cake {Matchbox Kitchen}

#look kcalb!#do you think wodahs would make us this?

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Instead of gray, there was red and dried brown color splashed everywhere.

And yet, she wasn't flinching from the sight of it. Instead she held something in her hand, and someone approached her from behind. She slashed down that demon. She didn't even recognize that one. Features too blurred together. Etihw wouldn't be able to recall the color of that eyes, or if it was even holding a weapon. All she remember was that it was young. Nothing else. She didn't even look at the corpse, instead she averted her gaze.

A familiar scream got her attention. Grora. Over there.

She ran, and ran, then, the sight was familiar.

That demon, with pitch black cat ears, clothes stained by blood as she withdrew her bloody hand from Grora's head, clutching something.

A familiar scene.

But this time, Grora didn't leap away. And that vile demon, crush the eyeball and thrust back, aiming for Grora's throat.

Etihw screamed, and ran. But she could never reach them in time. The distance between them never got closer. Even as Grora's raspy dying breathe slowly stop, and Grora's body lie still for the last time.

She only remember seeing the bloody grin.

Then she watch as the distance finally close, and her weapon crush in Ater's face, piercing though the other side.

And then Etihw woke, shaking,

It's been a while since she had a dream like that.

#owo #atxr