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Love is like a knife,
it can stab the heart
or it can carve wonderful images
into the soul that will last a lifetime.
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Sanity is the playground for the unimaginative!
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Spell Checker Blues
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rarely ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect in it's weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
Anon
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Blood is thicker than water.
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I couldn't bear to tell the girl I loved that I was only dreaming and that she was merely a figment of my imagination, so I kissed her, and as the world lost its color, I slowly woke up.
Story archives - story #141
Anonymous
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Every beautiful rose has its thorns.
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(Lita- Remember that these are all written by other people, I feel it's not my place to correct the punctuation. Maybe the writer intended it to be read like this.)
sometimes i cut my Fingernails way too short.
like, down to the quicks.
because it's an odd feeling, the way my fingertips Hurt
every time i touch something.
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Too much sunshine makes a desert.
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Bottled up inside are the words I never said,
the feelings that I hide,
the lines you never read.
You can see it in my eyes,
read it on my face,
trapped inside are lies,
of the past I can't replace.
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Upon her arrival, you could still see the bite marks of snow on her hands and the frosty blood on her fingers. Everything about her was undernourished. Wirelike shins. Coat hanger arms. She did not produce it easily, but when it came, she had a starving smile.
from The Book Thief by Markus Zusak pg. 31
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A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTH
I do not carry a sickle or scythe.
I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.
And I don't have those skull-like
facial features you seem to enjoy
pinning on me from a distance. You
want to know what I truly look like?
I'll help you out. Find yourself
a mirror while I continue.
from The Book Thief by Markus Zusak pg. 307
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A SMALL THEORY
People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.
from The Book Thief by Markus Zusak pg. 1(May not be exact.)
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Fiddle-dee-dum and fiddle-dee-dee, the old gray lady is after me.
- Children's rhyme, unknown origin.
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Love is the key that opens the heart.
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The rules of the Hunger Games are simple. In punishment for the uprising, each of the twelve districts must provide one girl and one boy, called tributes, to participate. The twenty-four tributes will be imprisoned in a vast outdoor arena that could hold anything from a burning desert to a frozen wasteland. Over a period of several weeks, the competitors must fight to the death. The last tribute standing wins.
from The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins pg. 18
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*~*Dark Truths*~*White Lies*~* ~Made up by my friend Mina.
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Motion pictures... and weapons of war. Science has created them both. So while others point their guns, I'll have my camera... Offering fantastic dreams of other worlds, just beyond our reach. -Fullmetal Alchemist the Movie: Conqueror of Shamballa
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In this manner had fought forgotten ancestors. They quickened the old life within him, the old tricks which they had stamped into the heredity of the breed were his tricks... And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him.
- Jack London, The Call of the Wild, Chapter 2
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Written two years ago for a friend that died suddenly.
She has small feet, but she doesn't flinch as she walks across the coals.
She has small hands, but she has the ability to mold the souls.
She has a small voice, but she can make a sound like thunder.
She has small ideas, but they are enough to ponder.
Her small body cages a big heart
That has no finish, no start.
Her small mind holds an ultimate truth
That died somewhere in her youth.
She has a small smile that holds no pain
She has a small sanity bordering the insane.
She has a small laugh that makes everyone frown.
She had a small death, but it didn't get her down.
Her small light goes on creating stardust,
Blackened hearts no longer in disgust.
She is small in her Karma,
But growing larger as another life begins for tomorrow.
~Allison Jae
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Roy Mustang: Dog huh?
[serious face]
Roy Mustang: ... I LOVE DOGS!
Master Sergeant Kain Feury: Really ya' mean it?
[eyes sparkle]
Roy Mustang: But of course! Dogs embody loyalty they follow their masters commands above all else!Be a jerk to them and they don't complain and they never once beg for a paycheck!Trust me Fuery they're the great servants of man! Loyal canine how we salute Thee! -FullMetal Alchemist
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Ignorance can be cured — stupidity is forever.
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It is known that there are an infinite number of worlds, simply because there is an infinite amount of space for them to be in. However, not every one of them is inhabited. Therefore, there must be a finite number of inhabited worlds. Any finite number divided by infinity is as near to nothing as makes no odds, so the average population of all the planets in the Universe can be said to be zero. From this it follows that the population of the whole Universe is also zero, and that any people you may meet from time to time are merely the products of a deranged imagination.
from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
by Douglas Adams Chapter 19
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A balanced diet is a muffin in each hand.
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Beware the stare of Mary Shaw.
She had no children, only dolls.
And if you see her, do not scream.
Or she'll rip your tongue out at the seam.
—1940s Children's Rhyme from Ravens Fair. Dead Silence.
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It was beautiful, it was amazing. It was the best feeling of his life, right until he threw up. -The Night Angel Trilogy
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There is no higher purpose. There are no gods. No arbiters of right and wrong. I do not ask you to like reality, I only ask you to be strong enough to face it. There is no essential good in living. Life is nothing itself. The ends don't justify the means. The means do not justify the ends. There is no one to justify to. There is no justification. There is no justice. Do you know what punishments I've endured for my crimes, my sins? None. I am proof of the absurdity of men's most treasured abstractions. A just universe wouldn't tolerate my actions. -Durzo Blint, Night Angel Trilogy
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If you don't get up in three seconds, I'll nail you with a biscuit!" -Durzo Blint, Night Angel Trilogy
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The flesh of her arms bubbled and her legs buckled to a new shape. She doubled over as the muscles of her abdomen went into a brief spasm, then grimaced as her teeth sharpened and her jaw extended. She felt the momentary pain of the spine's crunch and then the sweet release.
She was a creature much larger and stronger than any natural wolf. Her toes and legs were too long, her ears too big, and her eyes held fire. Wolf was only a convenient term they had adopted. Those who preferred science to myth said they descended from something older--some early mammal that had absorbed protean matter brought to Earth by a meteorite.
Vivian stretched and pawed at the ground, she sniffed the glorious air. She felt as if her tail could sweep the stars from the sky.
from Blood and Chocolate by Annette Curtis Klause
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Alphonse Elric: [after Barry's armor head comes off] You're... empty inside...
Barry the Chopper: Yes! That's what they said when they sentenced me! And thanks to the circumstances, it ended up quite literal.
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Never date a writer because she'll fictionalize everything. She'll write about things you have done to her, or things you never did for her. She'll write about how you never bought her flowers. Not once. She'll say in well-constructed prose how the whole time you were together, she never came home from a long week to see a vase full of roses, or daises, or anything.
- Alex (xstephens)
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A chain is only as strong as it's weakest link.
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When the wolf had appeased his appetite, he lay down again in the bed, fell asleep and began to snore very loud. The huntsman was just passing the house, and thought to himself: 'How the old woman is snoring! I must just see if she wants anything.' So he went into the room, and when he came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it. 'Do I find you here, you old sinner!' said he. 'I have long sought you!' Then just as he was going to fire at him, it occurred to him that the wolf might have devoured the grandmother, and that she might still be saved, so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors, and began to cut open the stomach of the sleeping wolf. When he had made two snips, he saw the little Red-Cap shining, and then he made two snips more, and the little girl sprang out, crying: 'Ah, how frightened I have been! How dark it was inside the wolf'; and after that the aged grandmother came out alive also, but scarcely able to breathe. Red-Cap, however, quickly fetched great stones with which they filled the wolf's belly, and when he awoke, he wanted to run away, but the stones were so heavy that he collapsed at once, and fell dead.
from Grimm Fairy Tales, Little Red Cap.
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Time to make a difference' by Paul Trow
I was sick of the crime in this area so I stood up to make my voice heard.
Someone stole my chair.
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Water, 35 litres. Carbon, 20kg. Ammonia, 4 litres. Lime, 1.5kg. Phosperus, 800g. Salt, 250 g. Niter, 100g. Sulphur, 80g. Fluorine, 7.5g. Iron, 5g. Silicon 3g. And trace amounts of fifteen other elements. Those are the elements to make an average adult human body. You can buy these ingredients at the market with the pocket money of a child. Humans are made so cheaply. -Edward Elric
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Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
Ashes, Ashes We all fall down!
Possible Orgin:
The words to the Ring around the rosy children's ring game have their origin in English history . The historical period dates back to the Great Plague of London in 1665 (bubonic plague) or even before when the first outbreak of the Plague hit England in the 1300's. The symptoms of the plague included a rosy red rash in the shape of a ring on the skin (Ring around the rosy). Pockets and pouches were filled with sweet smelling herbs ( or posies) which were carried due to the belief that the disease was transmitted by bad smells. The term "Ashes Ashes" refers to the cremation of the dead bodies! The death rate was over 60% and the plague was only halted by the Great Fire of London in 1666 which killed the rats which carried the disease which was transmitting via water sources. The English version of "Ring around the rosy" replaces Ashes with (A-tishoo, A-tishoo) as violent sneezing was another symptom of the disease.
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A heart is like glass,
it can't be fixed and even if it is,
it will never be the same.
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Human kind can not gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's first law of equivalent exchange. In those days we really believed that to be the world's one and only truth. But the world isn't perfect and the law is incomplete. Equivalent exchange doesn't encompass everything that goes on here, but I still choose to believe in its principle. That all things do come at a price. That there's an ebb and a flow, a cycle that the pain we went through did have a reward and that anyone who's determined and perseveres will get something of value in return, even if it's not what they expected. I don't think of equivalent exchange as a law of the world anymore. I think of it as a promise, between my brother and me, a promise that someday we'll see each other again. -Alphonse Elric, FullMetal Alchemist
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There is no shadow without light.
There is no death without life
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I'd rather die on my feet than continue living on my knees.
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When are we born? When do we die? Why are we born? Why do we die? The world has been destroyed and we've fallen countless times, always resurrecting from the ashes as Paradise. It has happened before, and it will happen again. An endless cycle of life and death. The world is a Paradise that was opened by someone, but this era too is almost at an end. We have acquired the means to exceed our natural span of life, never suspecting that the world itself was finalized in its existence. This knowledge has left me in despair, my fate has fallen and scattered like the petals of a dying flower, like the blast from a sand storm it has been warn down and weathered away. As if to be purified, the world will be encased in ice so that it can return to the beginning once more. Paradise is a world that is opened by someone..."
Quote from Wolf's Rain, said by the Owl.
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Most people think time is like a river that flows swift and sure in one direction. But I have seen the face of time, and I can tell you: they are wrong. Time is an ocean in a storm.
~Prince of Persia.
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You'll soon drip precious rubies. ~Sweeney Todd.
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I am a zombie, and it's not so bad. I'm learning to live with it. I'm sorry I can't properly introduce myself, but I don't have a name anymore. Hardly any of us do. We forget them, like anniversaries and PIN numbers. I think mine might have started with a "T", but I'm not sure. It's funny, because back when I was alive, I was always forgetting other people's names. I am finding that irony abounds in the zombie life, an ever-present punch line. But it's hard to smile when your lips have rotted off.
- From the short story Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion
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Life shouldn't be measured in the breaths that you take, but in the moments that take your breath away
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I didn't want to harm the man. I thought he was a very nice gentleman. Soft-spoken. I thought so right up to the moment I cut his throat." - Perry Smith
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Too fast to live, too young to die.
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As honest as the day is long.
As sure as night follows day.
As the crow flies.
As the twig is bent, so shall the tree grow.
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No matter where you go, everyone's connected.
Serial Experiments Lain
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People aren't born stupid, they're born naive. Nativity is like a blank canvas. It has nothing to show, it's very impressionable. But it has all the potential in the world, to learn and be taught, and painted beautifully on. And yes, there will always be mistakes. But it depends on the artist, the person living this life of the canvas. They can choose whether to correct it or not. Stupidity is when the canvas has been painted on and the person -the artist- is too stubborn, and foolish, to consider what may be wrong. And they're so blinded by their own views, and their own advice that they will never consider anyone else's opinions or views. They'll just always think that they're the one that's right. -Pokeeuge
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On the day of the dead, when the year too dies,
Must the youngest open the oldest hills
Through the door of the birds, where the breeze breaks.
There fire shall fly from the raven boy,
And the silver eyes that see the wind,
And the light shall have the harp of gold.
By the pleasant lake the Sleepers lie,
On Cadfan's Way where the kestrels call;
Though grim from the Grey King shadows fall,
Yet singing the golden harp shall guide
To break their sleep and bid them ride.
When light from the lost land shall return,
Six Sleepers shall ride, six Signs shall burn,
And where the midsummer tree grows tall
By Pendragon's sword the Dark shall fall.
~Prophecy from The Dark Is Rising.
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Even if I could redo the past, I must not take back what has already happened. Because if I do that, everything would be a lie. Those tears. Those pains. Those memories.
From Fate/stay night.
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King of Fools, Queen of Hearts.
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Painted skies, lofty dreams,
dare to reach on golden wings.
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Rules are made by a God, You will be defeated by my rules, and for the sins of offending the God of the New world, you will die. ~Yagami Light
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As long as you use your brain, you won't get fat, even if you eat sweets. ~L
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The icy feeling in your chest
The prickling of your hair
These are signs to warn you
That something lurks out there
You may just not believe it
But I know that it's true
There is a darker side
To the world you thought you knew
So be fearful of the night
Trust in what you feel
For evil does exist
And nightmares can be real
~From A Supernatural Promo
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Sweeney Todd: (Singing) Alright! You, sir? How about a shave? Come and visit your good friend Sweeney! You sir! Too, sir. Welcome to the grave... I will have vengeance. I will have salvation... Who, sir? You sir!No one's in the chair. Come on, come on! Sweeney's waiting. I want you bleeders. You sir? Anybody? Gentlemen, now don't be shy. Not one man... No, nor ten men... Nor a hundred can assuage me. I will have you! And I will get him back even as he gloats; In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats... And my Lucy lies in ashes, and I'll never see my girl again. But the work waits! I'm alive at last, and I'm full of joy!
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Love sews a bond that time can never tear.
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Life is meaningless, when we take a life we take nothing of value."
- Said by Durzo Blint from The Night Angel Trilogy. Written by Brent Weeks.
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They say that every story has a beginning and an end. That might be true in most cases. Sometimes, however, the two are one and the same. My name is Zoe Castillo. I don't usually look this pale, but that's what you get for being in a coma. That's my father, Gabriel. I'm all he's got in this world. My mother died fifteen years ago, and I don't have any siblings. I think he'll be very lonely when I'm gone. I wish I could've talked to him one last time, let him know that everything will be okay. But that would be a lie. The only thing I could have said… is goodbye. Since I'm lying on that bed, but I'm talking to you from out here, I this is what they call an out of body experience. I'm not sure anyone can hear me, but I've some experience with voices from the grave recently, so I'm giving it a shot. Bad things are happening, and everyone who knows the truth is either dead or has vanished off the face of the Earth. If I can get through to someone, anyone, maybe something can be done. So if you can hear me, please listen. This is very, very important. It might just be the most important thing ever. You'll have to forgive me for using the oldest cliché in the book: It all began when…
~Dreamfall: The Longest Journey. Said by Zoe Castillo.
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My beak is a finely tuned instrument of love. When I speak Girls tremble... Guys tremble, too, but not in the same way.
~Dreamfall: The Longest Journey. Said by Crow.
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You want to know if your free from responsibility, free to live your life. It's what all human's crave, isn't it? Freedom?
Dreamfall: The Longest Journey. Said by The White of Kin.
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Sweeney Todd: (Singing as he kills people. xD) And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die! ...I think I miss you less and less, as every day, goes by!
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Sometimes you must walk in darkness to bring the truth to light.
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But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.
How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
You must be" said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here.
From Alice in Wonderland.
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Somewhere, there was a tiny dream. Such a tiny dream it was,
No one knew who had dreamt it. The tiny dream began to think.
I don't want to disappear this way.
How can I make people dream of me?
The tiny dream thought and thought, and then came up with an idea.
I'll make humans get lost in me, and let them create the world.
The first Alice bravely entered Wonderland, sword in hand.
Cutting down countless creatures, she left a bright red path in her wake.
That Alice is in the forest,
Locked away like a criminal.
Aside from the path she made in the forest, there is no sign that she existed.
The second Alice meekly sang a song in Wonderland.
Spreading out countless notes, he gave birth to a mad world.
That Alice was a rose,
Shot down by a madman.
He makes one bright red flower bloom, and admired by all he withers.
The third Alice was a young girl, a beautiful figure in Wonderland.
Deceiving countless people, she created a strange country.
That Alice was the country's queen,
Possessed by a warped dream.
Fearing her decaying body, she ruled from the summit of the country.
Following the small path through the forest, having tea beneath the rosebush
The invitation card from the palace was the Ace of Hearts
The fourth Alice was twin children, entering Wonderland out of curiosity.
Passing through countless doors, they had only just recently come.
A stubborn sister and an intelligent brother.
They came the closest to being the true Alice, but...
They won't wake from their dream. They're lost in Wonderland.
Vocaloid – Alice Human Sacrifice
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I'll probably like your roleplay if it involves any of the following: mature themes, witches, magic, talking animals, romance, zombies, sci-fi stuff, demonic entities, drama, the Victorian or Rococo era, egyptians, fortune tellers, evil dolls, or Alice in Wonderland.
I hope short posts don't bother you too much. For me it's all about quality over quantity.
The plot stretches further than what the council members have revealed. If you pay attention to subtle hints, perhaps you'll be able to piece together the full story. As it moves along, you may find yourself more surprised than even your character(s).
We are currently in a state of rebirthing after a long inactive period. I'm not completely together myself, though I hope to be as soon as I finish up my characters and get used to being part of the roleplay once more.
THE PROPHECY
Crumbling stones and shattered bones
You of the realm will reap what you've sewn
The river of time will reach it's last bend
And thus comes the signal of the great end
The hour glass will run out of sand
The river will cease to tear through the land
And those of the blood will heed the call
And Exoticus Alterare shall fall
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