Re: Re: End to end

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Mordred

*See Pillory*

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Mordred

*See Pillory*

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

Grainne

Be the change you wish to see.
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Mordred

*See Pillory*

Grainne

room (secret that is..)
Be the change you wish to see.
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Belle33


Ons/Offs, Stories & Poems, Currently Not Available for RP

Mordred

*See Pillory*

Belle33


Ons/Offs, Stories & Poems, Currently Not Available for RP

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

Kazuume

"If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing slowly ... very slowly."
                                 ~Gypsy Rose Lee~
                                           ---,`--@
     ~Kill me slowly, so through the pain, I will know I have lived.~

What's Yes & What's Not
Apologies & Absences
Stalled out stories: Dragon Familiar ~ Loki

Timeless


Grainne

Be the change you wish to see.
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Timeless


Kazuume

"If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing slowly ... very slowly."
                                 ~Gypsy Rose Lee~
                                           ---,`--@
     ~Kill me slowly, so through the pain, I will know I have lived.~

What's Yes & What's Not
Apologies & Absences
Stalled out stories: Dragon Familiar ~ Loki

Timeless


Grainne

Be the change you wish to see.
------------------------------------------------

Timeless


Grainne

Be the change you wish to see.
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Razzz


Timeless


Mordred

*See Pillory*

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.