

Chapter 4.1--LivLiv woke up from the strangest dream. She had grown to a rangy, distrustful adulthood in the burrows of an austere gnome sect. But here she was, in Professor Deneuve's big guest bed. The sun was making the curtains glow, the sheets smelled lemon-fresh, she was ten years old, and it was time to start camp at Naissance University. With a smile she went to roll out of bed and OH GOD WHY WAS HER BODY ON FIRE? Liv paused, stiffening so not a muscle would move. Her face and arms burned on the surface, while beneath her nightgown the pain ran in torrents under her skin.Chapter 4.1--Liv


There Is No Darkness at a BallThere Is No Darkness at a BallThere Is No Darkness at a Ball
Death is having a ball. The trees whisper it to the rocks, who whisper it to the sea. It is written in the stars and the sand. Death has known love, and he needs more. Death has no friends, but no one turns down a ball. Everybody comes. Little Trouble is the first to arrive, in a frilly party dress. She is already tearing the bows from her curls as she skips into the Existential Ballroom. Beauty draws stares as she leads the inpouring of guests, but Love and Ha


Chapter 3.2--GerardGérard searched the page, but saw nothing that might explain. At last, he turned to the headline. Professor he knew from French, and from Viviennes mail. S l he sounded out. a and i together say é n. Slain? Yves? He tucked the newspaper under his arm and strode back into the bedroom, caressing and even yanking the hallway treasure strings in his anxiety, and gently shook Raoul awake.Chapter 3.2--Gerard
Raoul rolled onto his back and squinted, wrinkling his nose in puppyish disgust. Im tired, Gérard.
Devious Comments
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The rabbits maddnes was in the hat
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Life is a gamble, at terrible odds...
~ Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
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Everyone is blonde at heart, but only some are blonde at head....
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I love you, Ben :iconbirdybop:
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Hope to see you soon, :iconearthbendingmage:!
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I'm a very messy artist
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Any present will make me happy, but Reces does it all!
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Everyone is blonde at heart, but only some are blonde at head....
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I love you, Ben :iconbirdybop:
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Hope to see you soon, :iconearthbendingmage:!
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I'm a very messy artist
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Any present will make me happy, but Reces does it all!
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Matrix: Remember, Sully, when I promised to kill you last?
Sully: That's right, Matrix! You did!
Matrix: I lied.
Sully: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
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I is a magical fish that pwns your @$$ wit my mad skillz!
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