It is only when a man tames his own demons that he becomes the king of himself if not of the world.
Joseph Campbell, The Hero With a Thousand Faces
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It is only when a man tames his own demons that he becomes the king of himself if not of the world.
Joseph Campbell, The Hero With a Thousand Faces
philotimon replied to your post: clover absolutely has goo-goo...
james vc: clover, will you please focus on the mission and stop staring at qrow’s ass?
“SIR I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT SIR.”
philotimon replied to your post: aus i would do if im not a coward: qrow gets...
DONT YOU DARE YEET HIM INTO ANY POOLS I S2G WHEEZE
I LOVE HOW THIS IS THE ONE YOU QUESTION THE MOST OVER THE OVERTHROWING ONE QHBEDNKJSAFV
@philotimon / my love.
She’s waiting for him. As always, she might want to say were her tongue a touch sharper, her eyes a decade or two younger. Watching James descend the grand staircase brings back memories, just the same as seeing her waiting for him at the bottom of it might no doubt do for him --- but they’re memories she can’t afford to dwell on. Not with the sirens sounding outside in time with the throb in the back of her head.
“ James, ” she says as soon as she sees him, taking a few steps forward. Willow’s hands are held in front of her, a thumb running across her palm. Nerves, clear as day, but dulled and brittle by lack of attention. When had she seen him last? Had it been two years ago? Three? There had been...a dinner, perhaps. She doesn’t recall clearly. But it doesn’t matter now. “ James, I need... I need to speak with you. ”
Her heels click slowly against the tile. Slowly, then a bit quicker. Purpose makes her eyes that much clearer.
“ I understand the timing leaves a bit to be desired, but now, if you wouldn’t mind. ” Light blue eyes drift downwards to the--- the bandaged arm, and a quiet gasp escapes her, one hand rising to cover her mouth. “ What--- ” Her gaze rises to his. Her hand slowly lowers. “ James, what is going on? ”
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steeples hands. hello
@philotimon is cancelled.
“...What’s our next move, sir?”
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i used to write pitch cdsgvhdsvgbf
WHICH ONE?