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eliias-bouchard · 2 years
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there are like five rules to life and those rules are
1. eat 3 meals a day & keep a snack on u
2. always have a non alcoholic drink with you
3. never trust anything you think about your life after 8-9pm, if you’re getting close to your sleep time but not at it yet, or if you’ve been awake for a while
4. do a little something for urself every day
5. interact with a Beast at least once a day (human, feline, canine, lizard, bird, etc)
and the secret 6th rule:
6. if you can't do all of those rules, just do the ones you can
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aryana-thefairy · 11 months
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Astrology Observations Part-1 🦋
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💜Don’t mess around with people with Capricorn in the big 3. The karma when you f with them is a real thing. You reap what you sow 2x.
💜Pisces placements look like real-life mermaids. Halle Bailey who played Ariel in the latest edition of the little mermaid has Pisces in 10h, which means fame for playing a fish. 10h is the public image and Pisces is symbolised by a fish.
💜Aries moon gives me jock vibes. They like to brag and be the leader of the pack. Mostly extroverted. Can bring people out of their shells.
💜Lilith in the 12h is the worst placement for Lilith. It can lead to escapism such as alcohol/drug abuse. They have frequent nightmares such as rape/murder dreams. Start mediating, you will be able to tap into your subconscious mind and understand your triggers. I feel that, they are psychic.
💜Saturn in the 4th house indicates childhood trauma. Absent / Strict parent. The home was never a safe space for these natives. They tend to do better in life when they are away from home.
💜Moon in 1H is so gorgeous. I don’t understand why this placement is so underrated. They look youthful for their age. Supermodels.
💜Pluto in 11H is a powerhouse and can start a cult if they want. They can influence people. However, they go through changes in their friend groups. The line between enemies and friends is thin.
💜Sagittaruis in 11h can manifest things easily especially through scripting.
💜Jupiter with 2 degrees indicate supreme power. The sign of Jupiter can hint at what you excel.
💜Venus with 26 degrees indicate loyal and attractive partner. They might inherit wealth through their partners. Married into luxury.
💜Lilith-Ascendant aspects tend to be overly sexualised. Be wary of stalkers.
💜Saturn in 10H are workaholics. Their biggest fear is not being successful.
💜Cancer rising has bambi eyes. They are so breathtaking to look at.
💜Scorpio placements have a fascination with occult/death. They can’t help it. Anything taboo is intriguing to them. Who brings a ouija board to the sleepover? Scorpio.
💜Too many water placements in the natal chart indicates psychic abilities. In tantra, it is believed that eyes with a lot of yin or water signs can see ghost.
Disclaimer: Take what resonates with you. Personal observations are biased.
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wildemaven · 11 months
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Sweet Creature: Chapter Two
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Pairing: Dieter Bravo x F!Reader
WC: 5145
Summary: A washed up movie star with a failing career, fresh out of rehab and looking to turn his life around. He moves back to his small hometown to take a break from stardom and help his sister out with his niece— He’s traded the high-life for school runs and crafting. What he doesn’t except is to meet you, his niece’s school teacher who couldn’t care less about his extensive filmography or his dwindling fame.
Warnings: 18+ Blog; talk of drug use (no actual using), absent parents, mention of food and alcohol, slow burn, brown fuzzy coat, self doubt, break-up mention, annoyance towards actors, cursing, 2nd POV, that should be it but if I missed anything please let me know
A/N: It’s here!! I’m really excited for this chapter, lots of little things I love about that I’m so excited for you to read. This chapter is where we meet reader and learn a little bit about her. I wanted to also note, there will be an eventual nickname used, we just haven’t gotten to it being used yet so for now I’m not mentioning it. The response to this series has been so amazing and I’m so grateful for all the wonderful feedback!! Another big thank you to @gnpwdrnwhiskey for taking the time to beta for me!! You’re a champ for putting up with my spelling errors. Update: adding link to mug that is mentioned -> etsy shop
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“Diem, you can’t really be considering this?! Did you forget, he was literally doing drugs off of your toilet!” 
You pour another glass of a sweet sparkling wine you’d picked up before heading to Diem’s for your weekly chat session, then settling back into the array of plush couch cushions— a night to decompress a bit, vent and just catch up on the week’s happenings. 
“Well, I’ve already considered and told him yes.”
“What?” You nearly spit your drink out in shock. “I don’t want to say I told you so, but I kind of called it when you invited him to Wren’s party. I just— I don’t want to see you hurt again.”
“Look, I know you’re just being protective, and I’m so grateful for that, I truly am— but you have to just let me make this decision and trust that he’s going to be clean like he says he is. This is his longest stay in treatment, that’s got to be a good sign, right?” 
The one thing you loved most about Diem was her big heart and her constant need to mother everyone around her. 
She had literally taken you under her wing when you’d decided to uproot your entire life and move to a random city you had zero ties to. 
A chance meeting in the halls of your new employer, Ojai Valley School, while rounding the corner and bumping into each other. Your stack of lesson plans scattering about the concrete floor and her basket of snacks toppling over— a dozen or so clementine oranges rolling around the haphazard mess of papers. 
In sorting out each other’s disarray, you’d learned she was a parent of a kindergartener, to which you shared being the new first grade teacher. 
Somewhere in the midst of an over abundance of apologies for the mishap and swapping mini life stories on the walk together to your classroom, her daughter’s class coincidentally next door, there was an exchanging of phone numbers and a no pressure invitation for drinks and appetizers at her place— she dubbed it as a proper ‘welcome to the neighborhood.’ 
A week later you found yourself in Diem’s living room bonding over similar interests with wooden platters of too expensive crackers, hard to pronounce cheeses, thinly sliced deli meats paired with quickly mixed and shaken cocktails over ice. 
She shared her struggles being a single mom who was embarking on a new business adventure all while co-parenting with her ex-boyfriend. You learned her family didn’t live close, parents usually traveling through some part of the world or staying in one of their many extravagant vacation homes, while her brother was some big name movie star— Dieter Bravo, whom you’d seen plastered on the covers of gossip magazines. 
There was an instant friendship between the two of you that flourished as the months went on— a sisterly bond you’d never had being an only child. 
Weekly chats developed into spending not only more time with Diem, but with Wren as well. Dinners and movie nights became a regular thing, rotating hosting duties while Wren always had the final say in the movie. You shared your love for art with them as much as you could, making sure to invite them both when a new artist had their latest installment showing at one of the many galleries in town, Wren always so captivated with your interpretations of the art on display, encouraging her to seek out her own. If Diem ever found herself in a pinch with the hotel, you were more than excited to spend more time with Wren, especially on the warmer days where you both could take advantage of the pool and soak up the California sun. 
You felt like an instant local and less of a transplant after a few months, building your own connections with merchants and finding your own niche outside of teaching within Ojai— you were a welcomed presence. 
“I’m sorry Diem, I just have flashbacks to seeing him slumped over on the bathroom floor, high out of his mind— That look on your face ate me up inside.” You sigh at the recollection of your first meeting of her brother Dieter, all disheveled and extremely inebriated. Diem had cried on your shoulder for hours after everyone had left the party, but you did your best to comfort her as time went on. “I’ll be here for you if you need anything.”
She reaches over to you and gives you a hug, reassurance that she appreciates you always having her back. 
“Thank you. I promise, any little inkling of something being off and he’s out. Just try to be a little nice to him, give him a chance to prove himself. He said he’ll be here in a few weeks and I’d love for you two to get a proper meeting, so let me know what your schedule is looking like.”
“I’ll try to be on my best behavior.” You playfully roll your eyes at her, but you would really try to be as open as you could be, especially for her and Wren. 
“Okay, enough about me and my stuff. What’s new with you?? Any hot dates??”
Your dating life was near nonexistent. Yeah, you dated, but that was as far as things went. 
Your last relationship had ended in a breakup before your move. Both of you wanting different things, you wanting him to move with you and him wanting to stay rooted, while also refusing to try the long distance thing, deciding a clean break was best for the both of you. 
“Ugh. I went on one the other day. One of the teachers cornered me in the break room and insisted on setting me up with her neighbor.”
“And?”
“And, it was a disaster. He was late to the restaurant and then he was excusing himself every fifteen minutes to go to the bar to watch some sport’s playoffs. He also ordered for me off the kid’s menu, said he thought the restaurant was overpriced— he picked it mind you. Safe to say there was nothing ‘hot’ about the date. I literally give up. I’ll live the rest of my life alone— maybe I should get a cat or two.”
Your body slinks back amusingly into the couch cushions. 
“Oh my god. Stop!” She swats jokingly at your limp arm. “You’re so dramatic. Firstly, don’t accept any dates from colleagues— those are always bound to be disastrous! Secondly, you won’t be alone forever. You just have to open yourself up to the possibility of something just happening organically— like fate! Thirdly— no cats! Wren’s allergic and I can’t deal with that mess of meltdowns from her wanting one of her own.”
“Why do you always have to be my voice of reason?!”
“Because that’s what friends are for… Babe!”
“I hate you!” You’re both in a fit of giggles as you toss a pillow across the couch at her. 
“Oh! I do have some good news though! The gallery said they’re holding one last artist showcase before closing the doors and they offered it to me.”
Reverie Studio, a cute little art gallery and workshop space, had become a sanctuary for your creative imagination to live freely. They offered classes throughout the year to varying types of artists, novice to well seasoned, in their workshop space in the back of the gallery. 
The gallery itself was spacious and washed in white, perfect for featuring painted canvases, framed photographs or ceramic sculptures. Giant bright windows facing Main Street, allowed for ample viewing for visitors. 
You’d taken a few classes as a way to submerse yourself into the community, hoping to build some connections with like minded individuals. At one point you’d noticed the bulletin board that held a plethora of business cards, class schedules and other various information about town happenings, had a help wanted flier for the studio itself looking for someone to teach a few classes. You, being a teacher already, as well as an artist, decided to seek out more information. They hired you on the spot and allowed you to decide what classes you wanted to offer. 
The latest flier was informing that the owners decided they would be closing their doors soon. If you had the means, you would have put an offer on the business to keep it open, unfortunately with your salary as a teacher it wouldn’t be feasible. While you were sad you’d be losing Reverie, you were grateful they considered your art to be shown as their last installment. 
“What?! That is amazing! Finally people can see the amazing things you paint— I’ve been dreaming of this moment for you!! Also, I told you my brother’s an artist right?”
“Like, ‘I’m an actor, art is my passion’ while having zero idea how watercolor works…” Air quotes adding emphasis to your mockery.
“I thought you said you were going to be on your best behavior?” She tosses a pillow right back at you, nearly knocking over your empty glass in the process. 
“Sorry, I had to get it out.” Thankfully she could sense your campy tone. 
“I’m going to head out, there’s a stack of papers calling my name that I need to grade.” You state, grabbing your purse and making your way to the front door. “I’ll see you at drop off.” Throwing her a wave as you walk down the path leading to the main sidewalk. 
“Oh! Before I forget, Wren asked if she could come paint sometime. Told her I’d run it by you first and see if there was any space for her.” 
“Of course— Anytime!”
“Perfect. We'll chat more about it later then. Text me when you get home!” Diem leaning into the door frame, practically shouting as you cross the street, knowing you live a less than five minute walk down the block. 
“Oh! And I want to have you over for dinner when Dieter gets here!!”
“Goodnight Diem!” Throwing a lax wave back at her. 
*
Dieter can’t remember a time he’d slept so well. Could be the comfortable pillow top mattress, or it could be due to the fact this is the most relaxed he’s felt in years. 
There’s clanking coming from what he can only assume is the kitchen, followed by the strong aroma of fresh brewed coffee. Diem is awake, still the early bird that she’s always been. 
He begins to extricate himself from the cushy bed, swinging his legs over the edge, his body following suit into a somewhat hunched over sitting position. His fingers pick at the tiny sleep crystals embedded in the corners of his eyes, a few blinks to adjust to the light, his sight still a bit blurry. 
An audible lazy yawn works its way through his mouth, sleep still ruminating within him for the time being. He reaches over to the side table to grab his black framed glasses, a few swipes over the lens glass with the crumpled top sheet before he’s lifting them to the window for a quick smudge inspection— passable and now snug to his face. 
He convinces his body to rise to his full height, joints and muscles adjusting to their proper positions after several hours of a sedentary vacation. A quick roll of the neck and overhead arm stretches ramp up his alertness. 
Stepping over yesterday’s clothes still plopped in the middle of the floor, he digs through his bags in search of something to cover his boxer clad body with the intent to make the trek through the house to a cup of rich amber heaven. 
The air has a slight chill to it, not an uncommon occurrence being tucked in a valley on a California morning. He pulls on his favorite lounge pants, dark stripes pair with a thin cottony fabric worn in from years of wearing— a security blanket of sorts. Throwing his giant fuzzy overcoat over a wrinkled shirt while taking a few deep breaths, schooling his trepidation and the fact that a new life awaits him on the other side of the door. 
*
Sure enough, Diem is busy moving about the kitchen. A mom through and through multitasking her way through the morning— coffee made with mugs set out, breakfast of eggs and toast plated waiting to be eaten,  and a million other little tasks that seem to keep her attention focused. 
“I can’t believe you still have that damn coat, I beg you don’t wear it in public.”
“Good morning to you too!” That first sentence a bit gravelly as he looks down to inspect the coat Diem had just insulted. “What’s wrong with my coat?”
“It makes you look— a little tacky and less ‘I’ve finally got my life together.’” He shakes his head at her remark, deciding he’ll leave out the part that it’s just a house coat these days. 
“How’d you sleep?”
“Good. Best sleep I’ve had in awhile. Gonna need to know where I can get one of those beds for home.” Grabbing one of the mugs and pouring himself a decent amount of coffee, then positioning himself onto one of the barstools in front of his awaiting breakfast. 
“That would be a “we’re so proud of you, here’s a bed” gift from mom and dad.” He can sense her somewhat sore tone as she wipes up the counters. 
“You hear from them lately?” 
“Aside from the gifts they send regularly for Wren and a few emails updating on their whereabouts, they seem to be living up to the absentee status quite well.” 
He doesn’t expect the weight of her response to hit him so fiercely, knowing his own presence had been equally lacking as well. 
“I’m sorry.” It seems like the only adequate answer. 
“For what? It’s not your fault our parent’s decision to be unavailable the majority of our lives. I mean, I love them and I know they love us, but they sure have a weird way of showing it.”
“Yeah— well, I can’t say my track record has been any better over the years.” He wishes he could omit the guilt, but acknowledging and accepting his own absence seems like a more appropriate approach to mending the past. 
“Hey, no! I’m not trying to project any of my thoughts onto you.” Her movements halted, giving her full attention to the conversation. “You made an effort, regardless of your— your situation through the years, you still made time for us. We see them maybe twice if we’re lucky. Sometimes they surprise Wren with a FaceTime call, probably so she doesn’t forget what they look like.”
His fork scrapes through his runny eggs, taking his anger out on them seems like a better alternative to a seething phone call to his parents. He’s not sure they’d even answer if he did call. Communication between him and them was tenuous, having sent them a few emails while in rehab, their only response was “That’s great. We love you!”
“Plus, you’re here now. Look at it as a second chance to make up for lost time.” 
Before he’s able to give much thought to the prospect of a second chance, the trotting of tiny footsteps is heard coming from the hall. 
“Uncle Dude!!! You’re here, you’re here!” Wren’s tiny little body launched into his chest as he tried to squat down to her level. 
Uncle Dude. When Wren was younger, she had trouble with his name when her vocabulary started to expand, certain letter patterns fairing more difficult than others. Dieter joked around with the idea of her calling him ‘The Dude’, The Big Lebowski being one of his comfort films. Diem tried everything in her powers to make it not happen, but it only took an entire weekend of Dieter coaching the then 3 year old and Uncle Dude came to be. 
“Hey Birdie! Gosh, you’ve gotten so big!”
“I know, mama said I hafta eat all my vegetables ‘cause they will make me grow and grow and grow.” She wraps her little arms around his neck, squeezing him tight before pulling back and fully inspecting him. “You brought teddy jacket wiff you!!” Her little hands running through the brown sherpa fabric of his coat, which she claimed felt like a teddy bear— Teddy Jacket. 
“Brought it just for you.” He shoots a sarcastic smile over to Diem, who is doing her best to not make her eye rolling obvious, then plants a kiss to Wren’s tiny forehead.
“Okay Miss Wren, you’ve got to eat breakfast and get dressed for school.” Diem pulling out the mom voice, making both him and Wren exchange a brief scrunched expression. 
Wren climbs the legs of the barstool and settles into its seat. “But I wanna stay wiff Uncle Dude! He always gets me donuts for breakfast!” Her little voice floats through the air and wraps itself around his heart, clenching over how much he’s missed her. 
“Uncle Dude is actually taking you to school today, so you’ll have plenty of time before school to hang out. And we can do donuts a different time, eat your eggs then go get yourself dressed.” 
“Are you gonna be here when I get home too?!” Looking at Dieter with pleading eyes. 
“Heck yeah! I’ll be here for a while!” Dieter leans in close enough so only Wren can hear. “If you hurry up, we can get donuts before school, our secret!”
“YAY!!!” 
Diem looks over her shoulder at the two of them, an eyebrow cocked at Wren’s abrupt excitement, then looking at Dieter and only getting an innocent shoulder shrug from him. 
“I’m going to head out then if you’ve got this under control.” Dieter nods in agreement, finishing off the remainder of his coffee. “Perfect! I already left a message with the school you’d be dropping her off. No need to worry about picking her up, she has a wellness check with her doctor, so I’ll take her to that before we head home.” Diem scurrying around, grabbing items from different areas of the room and tossing into her oversized tote, before giving a kiss to Wren and quick hug to Dieter. “I’ll see you both later. Love you, bye!!” The door shutting quickly behind her. 
There’s a beat of silence as Wren and Dieter exchange looks, as if they know what each other is thinking. 
“DONUTS!!” Both announce in unison, high fives and uncoordinated movements as they both flail about. 
“Alright Birdie, let’s get dressed and go!”
“Let’s go!!”
*
As promised, donuts were a designated stop on the way to school. Wren’s excitement was written all over her face as she peered through the bakery case deliberating on her choice. Dieter missed this, moments spent with her as she explored the world around her. Thinking back to his conversation with Diem, this instance is proof second chances exist. 
“Thanks Uncle Dude for the donut!” He glances back at Wren in the rear view mirror, buckled securely into her booster seat, flakes of pink donut frosting smeared around her mouth, curls slightly bouncing as she bobs her head to the music she requested as Dieter buckled her in. 
“No problem Birdie. Here, why don’t you wipe your face— hide the evidence.” He hands her a napkin, hoping she can manage on her own— she seems to do a good enough job of it. 
“Donuts make me happy.” 
“They do, do they?”
“Yeah! They make me smile. Mama says being a movie star makes you happy.”
“She did?” 
“Yep! Does it?”
He thinks it does, or it used to at least. There was a time when the love he had for acting was limitless— he would eat, sleep and breathe acting. Getting sought after roles, memorizing pages worth of lines, stepping into character the instant the director said action. Acting filled a void in him that had been vacant for years. 
“It used to make me really happy.”
“But it doesn’t anymore?” 
“I don’t know, still trying to figure that out.”
“Mama says your heart knows when it’s happy, so just listen to your heart Uncle Dude!”
“I’ll do that, thanks Birdie.”
*
Most of your school mornings ran the same way. You tend to wake before your alarm ever has a chance to alert you, you’ve made such a habit of it you’re not sure why you bother setting one. You read somewhere about how cold showers at the start of the day help wake your mind, could be total bullshit but for some reason you believe it works— they’re the longest 2 minutes of your day. Being a private school teacher, the attire on school grounds tends to lean more conservative than your ‘normal life uniform’ of sundresses, distressed jeans and comfy band tees, but it makes for a quick selection of dark slacks and a comfortable top. 
The coffee machine has already run through its cycle by the time shoes are on and your school tote is securely placed on your shoulder. Grabbing your favorite coffee mug that reads “Let It Gogh”, a gift from a student last year, you fill it with an adequate amount of coffee and a splash of cream before you're out the door. 
The local bakery is your only stop before work, offering a good selection of breakfast sandwiches, bagels, and an enticing selection of donuts— you may or may not add one to your order of an egg and cheese sandwich some mornings. 
You tend to breeze through your class preparation before the bells ring for the start of school. 
The day's lesson plan already looked over, worksheets separated and ready for the students, and the whiteboard cleaned and daily tasks written out— you find it helps deter your students from having to ask “what are we doing today?” more than necessary. 
There’s usually a good 30 minutes of quiet before the first student arrives, and if there’s no need for you elsewhere on campus, you take the time to read your latest book you picked up from Bart’s Books and hope you can get through a good amount of it the short time you have. 
Like clockwork, your students trickle in with their ‘good mornings’ and vibrant stories about their world. 
Some parents opt for a quick ‘drop and go’, while others linger a bit in the back of the class until you’re ushering them out when the bell rings. You enjoy the parent interaction. It’s usually spent answering homework questions or sharing upcoming events happening in the class, with the occasional non-school related discussions when Diem swings by with Wren— you both getting caught up in some story that is not really relevant to anything school related. 
There’s a quick flash of a familiar little face, Wren placing her purple backpack on its assigned hook, then running back to where you’re standing at your desk. 
“My Uncle Dude brought me today!”
“Your Uncle Dude?” Diem hadn’t mentioned not being able to bring Wren this morning, and you’ve never heard of this “Dude” person before. 
“Yeah! He’s a movie star!!” Her little frame is buzzing with excitement, not able to stand still as she bounces on the balls of her feet. Before you’re able to question her further, she zips off towards her table, waving to someone over your shoulder. “Byyyyye Uncle Dude!!! See you later!!” 
You’d been so wrapped up in your brief conversation with Wren, you hadn’t noticed the man standing at the door to your classroom. 
He doesn’t seem to notice you staring as he leans against the door, watching Wren getting herself situated with her fellow classmates. 
Dieter Bravo. Or at least you think it is. No it definitely is.
The images of your first encounter with him flood your mind. You’re not really sure what you expected when Diem said he was clean and sober now, but you definitely didn’t expect to find him attractive on any level. 
He looks healthy and like he might actually sleep regularly, his eyes seemingly less sunken in from what you can see with his glasses perched perfectly on his face. His hair slightly shorter and still a little bit of a mess but purposefully, it seems to suit him though. 
Your eyes roam a bit further down, noticing he seemed to have traded his disheveled clothes for a more put together yet laid back style. A white t-shirt under a black blazer that seems far too formal for school drop off and a snug pair of dark wash jeans. 
You shouldn’t be ogling him like this, but your brain is having a hard time controlling itself. 
“Hello?”
You must have zoned out pretty hard because you didn’t realize he was standing so close now, and attempting to get your attention. 
“Oh— H-hi! Sorry, I was lost in thought there for a second.” You can feel your face heating up, trying to get your thoughts together. 
“Hi, I’m Wren’s teacher—“
“I’m Dieter, Wren’s Uncle—“
You both attempt to introduce yourselves, speaking at the same time, hands knocking into each other awkwardly before properly situating for a shake. 
Heat begins to rise in your body, you’re completely flustered by his subdued energy and the way he’s looking at you with his soft brown eyes. 
“Sorry— you first, please.” 
“I’m Dieter, Wren’s Uncle. Diem asked if I could drop her off, said she already had it called into the front office.” 
“Yes— yes! Sorry, I must have not looked over my notes thoroughly this morning and missed that message.”
“I like your mug.” Pointing to your Van Gogh mug you forgot you were holding, he laughs as he reads the message on the front. 
As if you didn’t know what was already on it, you instinctively lift the mug to view it, like it was your first time seeing it. 
“T-thanks, a student gave it to me last year and it’s kind of become my favorite one to use for school, I’ll be sad if something ever happens to it.” You internally cringe at your tendency to over share, words just aimlessly falling from your mouth, trying to mask your nervousness. 
“Keep it safe then. Anyways— I’m an actor, as Wren so kindly informed you. I normally live down in LA when I’m not shooting movies, but I’m—I’m taking some time off, no movies or anything at the moment, going to spend a few months with my sister and Wren, help out however I can.” 
Ah! There it is, the “I’m an actor” spiel making the attraction you felt towards him flee instantly. While he may be a new cleaned up version of the Dieter Bravo you met a year ago, he’s still just a typical Hollywood actor who likes to talk about himself at any chance he can get. Having had your fair share of run-ins with actors before, they’re all the same as far as you’re concerned— his career holds zero significance to you in any way. 
Releasing a heavy sigh as you remember Diem’s plea to be on your best behavior, you school your annoyance at his mentioning of it.
But unbeknownst to you, he can sense your lack of interest in what he’s saying and decides his introduction is over. 
Thankfully, you’re literally and figuratively saved by the bell. 
“Well, I better let you get to your class then.”
“Yeah— I’m sure I’ll see you around Mr. Bravo. Have a great day.” 
You turn towards your desk hastily placing your mug down in exchange for a stack of worksheets, then making your way to the front of the class to get your lesson started. 
“1-2-3, eyes on me! Good morning everyone! Please get a pencil while I pass these papers out.” 
Dieter stands in the doorway, observing your interactions with your students, a stark contrast to the coldness you’d given him at the end of your conversation. 
*
The rest of the day flew by once it started, the short interaction with Dieter unfortunately flitted through your mind more than you'd have liked it to. But you didn’t let your aversion towards him have any effect on your day. 
After closing up your class and dropping off attendance sheets in the front office, you made your way home, looking forward to an evening of drinks and gossip. 
A quick change out of your school clothes into some jeans, T-shirt and flip-flops, you filled your canvas tote with a chilled bottle of white wine and the cheeses you’d told Diem you’d bring over. 
Being that it’s roughly a 5 minute walk from your house to Diem’s. The neighborhood is quiet most days, giving you a chance to really enjoy the ambiance of everyone’s front gardens and a few neighborly ‘Hello’s’ as you stroll down the sidewalk.
Nearing Diem’s house, noticing her car in the driveway, a sense of relief washes over you at the thought of Dieter being out and the chance of running into him would be slim. You were ready to unwind for the evening. 
Front door unlocked, you let yourself in— both of you exchanging keys early on in your friendship in the off chance there was an emergency or one of you showed up to a locked door. 
Hearing Diem rustling around in her pantry, not hearing your arrival, you decide to start unpacking your tote and announce your presence. 
“You have no idea how much I need this tonight Diem!”
Not hearing a response from her, you continue placing things on her counter and continue to spill to her. 
“Also! Would have been nice to have a heads up that your brother would be dropping Wren off— was not prepared for that. But what a difference a year makes, he looks good, definitely was attracted to him for a split second— sorry I know you don’t want to hear that, but honestly such a difference from my first interaction with him being when I was yelling at him for being strung out in your bathroom.”
Still no word from her as you open the bottle of wine and unwrap the cheeses in preparation for the evening. 
“You’d be so proud of me too! I was on my best behavior despite how much I was annoyed with listening to him talk about himself— Hey, did you happen to get those crackers with the figs and olives?? I grabbed that honey goat cheese that we like to eat with them.”
The silence carries on from the pantry. No more movement. No sign of Diem. 
“Diem? You okay? Hey, I’m sorry— I shouldn’t have mentioned your brother being attractive— and I honestly was really nice to him. I mean, at least I think I was.”
You can hear Diem finally making her way to join you in the kitchen. 
Only when you look up, prepared to give her a big welcoming smile, your face immediately fades into a look of surprise when you realize it’s not Diem at all— it’s her brother, Dieter. 
“Diem’s not home.”
“Oh fuck—”
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All IVF Roads Lead Away from The Unnatural and to Millennium
After spending too much time batting back and forth various IVF theories (post here for the hall-of-fame-ers), I'd settled on early Season Six because of the factored-in procedure requirements.
And then a discussion with @welsharcher and @agent-troi made me reevaluate everything... and I realized, with dawning horror, that the facts concluded upon not only upended what I believed about Per Manum's time crunch but also pushed back Mulder and Scully's dating timeline from The Unnatural to Millennium.
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What Canon Presents as Facts
Per Manum was a patch-on episode; and there are a few restrictions it imposes on the flashbacks with Mulder and Scully.
The IVF arc must take place after the episode Emily because that is when Scully learns her infertility was caused by medical experiments robbing her of her ova.
In Per Manum, Scully is awkward about asking Mulder for her request.
When the IVF fails, both are not stingy with their hugs-- never have been-- but Scully stops herself from fully kissing Mulder, instead placing it tentatively on his cheek.
The greater implications of points #2 and #3
Point 2: Scully's awkwardness in these flashbacks is absent from her behavior all through S7, especially after Millennium. From then on out, she flirts and pulls Mulder's tie (Rush), makes cracks about going home and making all things right with the world (The Goldberg Variation), shares a personal, traumatic story from her childhood and is unfazed that Mulder collects her and her things to go (Orison), takes it for granted that Mulder would want her to spend the night and advocate for him (Sein und Zeit), is openly jealous of his attention (Rush, First Person Shooter), keeps him guessing (Theef), denies CSM's pop psychology but not his claims about her love (En Ami), and pouts openly while calling Mulder (Chimera.) (See post here for flirty gifs (collected from @settle-down-frohike.)
Point 3: Scully's miss-kiss is how we know this precedes Amor Fati: then, she passionately and unhesitatingly gives Mulder's bandaged head a kiss after his dream recitation; but in Per Manum, though both are tender and grieving, there is still a hesitancy in her behavior. That hesitancy is born from Scully's insecurity in Mulder's life post The Beginning, after her hallway forehead blessing was replaced by his frustration at her refusal to believe. She and Mulder were in sync in S6, and she knew he loved her... but where was she in the order of importance? Still under the Truth? (It's a question she is still asking in S8's Essence.) Amor Fati was the turning point in their relationship: Mulder finally showed his partner that any better life, any better ending paled in comparison to the chaotic and brutal and beautiful one they shared together.
The Requirements for IVF (specifically the FET Timeline)
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There would have had to have been a lot of downtime for Mulder and Scully to attempt IVF and continue a pregnancy.
Flying while pregnant, in the 90s and now, is not unsafe; but frequent flyers are heavily discouraged from taking as many trips because of possible health concerns (blood pressure, early risks, radiation, etc.) with mother and fetus-- particularly in the first and third trimester-- and even more so if the mother has a preexisting condition or previously challenging medical concern. Not only that, but the demands required for the IVF process would have put a further strain on travel.
Scully's ova were collected and stored (and recovered) frozen, meaning she would have had to use the FET method for her IVF cycles. Frozen Embryo Transfer takes up to 32 days from start to finish (starting the count from Day 3 of a woman's period up to the day she takes a pregnancy test); and Scully would likely have had to use the medicated FET method rather than the natural one, which is not a difference in timeline so much as convenience. Not only does the medicated FET method require additional supplementation, but the changes from estrogen and progesterone to embryo transfer-- in other words, forward progress-- hinge on how successfully the lining of the uterus thickens: if it's slow, the process drags on longer; if it's unsuccessful, the process starts from scratch. And despite all these measures, the "success rate of an untested frozen embryo transfer can go as low as 20-30%, decreasing with increasing maternal age." Hence, its failure.
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The only times The X-Files had enough downtime to meet these stringent requirements were twice, and both in S6: the grounding under Kersh's disciplinary thumb and the unaccounted-for months between The Unnatural (April) and Biogenesis (September.)
The Clincher: A Purposefully Placed Family Planning Book
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While the mind melding events of Biogenesis-Amor Fati are unfolding, Scully scours the office before jet-setting off to Africa. In the background is a clear glimpse of a blue family planning book amidst Mulder's various piles that he uses to feather the nest (grabbed from @dreamingofscully's post here~.)
Chris Carter, Frank Spotnitz, the writing team, and the actors knew David Duchovny was leaving the show after the finale of S7; and they planned for the miracle baby early on in the season. (For any lingering doubts about William's paternity, see here for Frank's own words on the subject.) Because of that, the gang split up and left some clues: not just the family planning book mentioned above, but also David and Gillian's decision to act as if Mulder and Scully were dating off-screen post Millennium and the writers request to incorporate William's conception into All Things. Because of those decisions, fertile (heh) ground was sown for anyone willing to look back and fill in the gaps... which they did in Per Manum; and which I do now.
The family planning book serves as the definitive timeline marker for Scully and Mulder's IVF journey. If they had attempted IVF early S6, then the book would have shown up with Mulder's things when he "feathered the nest" post One Son. If he and Scully had attempted IVF after Millennium or any time S7, it would have made an appearance then. But it doesn't: it only appears on the end of season six after Mulder and Scully have grown closer, when an IVF success or failure makes him clarify that it won't "come between us." When there is more that is between them but not technically enough for them to do this journey as a couple (yet.)
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It also bookends the conclusion of the IVF arc: by joining Mulder's stash, the book has become another totem of his life in the vein of Samantha's picture, the cloth hearts, and Karin Berquist's "I Want to Believe" poster (and even Queequeg's collar and Scully's keychain.) It'll be packed away out of sight once he gets the cleaning bug or Scully asks him to; but, until then, it haunts the basement with the ghost of its lost potential.
Why IVF, Why Now, Why The Unnatural?
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As mentioned above, there is a pocket of downtime post The Unnatural's April and Biogenesis-Amor Fati's September (thank you to @dreamingofscully for pointing that out in this post), with only one legitimate case in-between.
(With that in mind, The Lone Gunmen's ask of Scully is doubly stupid since they asked her to fly out to Las Vegas in Mulder's name sometime during her IVF process and triply stupid because Scully-- who likely went against medical precautions-- was drugged.)
But why did Scully seek a second opinion after The Unnatural?
Because Mulder's baseball date and uplifted banter reawakened that dream in her: "What you may find as you're concentrating on hitting that little ball, the rest of the world just fades away. All your nagging concerns, the ticking of your biological clock, how you probably couldn't afford that nice new coat on a g-woman's salary, how you threw away a promising career in medicine to hunt aliens with a... crackpot, albeit brilliant, partner." Because Mulder signaled that he was noticing her, her new suede coat, her ticking biological clock... and that those were important to him.
So, Scully went in for another checkup, to seek hope for both of them.
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The Timeline: A Culmination
The Unnatural-- Mulder, for the first time in their partnership, turns away from the heart of the mystery to gaze at the mystery of his heart; and Scully is giggly and hopeful (having pressed hints about "a normal life" over and over since early S6.) For the first time he mentions something between them that is personal beyond near kisses and love confessions: he brings up her habits, her coats, and her fertility, showing her that he sees her. And after that night, Scully gets another checkup with her doctor and kicks off Per Manum.
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Per Manum, the elevator-- Scully runs into Mulder after her appointment, depressed and down with more negative results. Seeing how devastated this fresh reminder is (despite the episode's very clunky reiteration of her infertility-- which both she and Mulder already know about and know each other knows about), he admits to having her ova on ice. Scully is both hurt he'd kept this information from her for over two years and desperately hopeful-- again-- that there is another last chance.
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Per Manum, the clinic-- Doctor Parenti tells Scully there is a "good chance" that she can get pregnant if they get started right away. She's barreling onward, not thinking two steps ahead of her (noted here in some deleted lines-- thanks to @dunhamhairograpy) except for the fact that she has to ask Mulder for his participation.
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Per Manum, "The answer is yes"-- "I don't want this to come between us" is pivotal. Yes, it could refer to their recent peace over Mulder's noncommunication; but that seems to have been swept aside by both of them in their heady anticipation. So, it has to refer to their personal relationship, one which just blossomed beyond loving partners into partners focused more on each other than the Truth. Mulder can't let go completely until his Closure; but he'll explore living a variation of normal with Scully post The Unnatural's moral lesson and Amor Fati's revelation and Millennium's permanent shift.
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Three of a Kind-- Scully hops on the rare plane to join "Mulder" in Las Vegas, being pulled into The Lone Gunmen shenanigans and ending up getting drugged, flirting up a storm, and planning her revenge. Luckily, it seems Scully isn't too worried about what happened, meaning she was either between rounds or hadn't begun her first (or only?) cycle yet.
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Field Trip-- A more personal episode for Mulder and Scully: he is unusually hurt and angered by her normal level of skepticism, which hurts her in turn as he's devalued herself as well as her abilities for the work. The two of them dance around these feelings until they fall right into hallucinogenic mushrooms. (An interesting note: @iconicscullyoutfits noticed here that Scully does not drink at Mulder's wake, slotting in perfectly both with her denial of this reality and her on-going carefulness with the IVF tries.)
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Per Manum, "It was my last chance"-- Regardless if it's their first and only or last of many tries, Scully is unflinchingly scooped up by Mulder, though diffidently shy about crossing too many lines herself in grief (shying away from her impulsive smooch to instead hesitatingly place a kiss on her partner's cheek.) "Never give up on a miracle", Mulder intones; and holds onto the family planning book for a while more.
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Biogenesis-- Mulder may have the book in his office; but Scully has lost hope, asking him "Look, after all you've done, after all you've uncovered... I mean, you've won. What more could you possibly hope to do or to find?" Her question is more in-character with another fruitless endeavor behind them, a wish to see this journey, too, to its end; and this informs her arc in this three parter: rebuilding herself and her identity in Africa, at the military base, in her apartment, and outside his.
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Amor Fati-- Mulder dreams "another life, another world" where Scully can live safer and freer from him while he gets a built-in idyllic life, wife, and children: "Don't give up on a miracle" echoing around in his head. (An interesting note: @cecilysass's post here about the meaning behind Mulder's Temptation is amazing.)
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But that miracle is a false illusion; and Scully saves him from himself ("You were my constant, my touchstone") just as he saves her from her self-distrust ("And you are mine.") It's now that Scully brands Mulder's forehead as her own just as she had in Fight the Future: diffidence gone, courage and confirmation found.
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From Brain Surgery to New Years Celebrations
Mulder would have been too weak for much while recovering from invasive brain surgery, as evidenced by his and Scully's (mostly) hands-off approach in the next episode Hungry.
However, Mulder joined Scully in California for Christmas-- on a case, of course-- and got himself from one mess to another. They avoided death, saved the world from the Apocalypse, and, most importantly, patched a family back together. There might never be a child to welcome them home from a dangerous case; but they have each other.
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And Mulder seals that realization as the ball drops.
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And that concludes the IVF arc~!
Thank you for reading~
Enjoy!
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Now can anyone add on the projects Joe was doing from 21 to Feb 2023.
For Taylor, add the Grammy Awards (not the party, the actual ceremony -- we know he was in town) - February 5, 2023. If you want to add personal events, Joe was absent for her 30th birthday in 2019 and 32nd birthday in 2021 (when she had the joint party with the Haim sister).
Thanks so much!
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Someone when they’re in a rambling contest and they see me:
YEAH LIKE.
I can imagine sometimes he’d fly around with Miki sometimes, he probably stopped doing it for a long time after the incident but I can imagine he still looks at the sky at night and reminisces. Maybe he regrets what he’s done? Maybe he doesn’t and just misses what used to be. But I can imagine he’s very independent, even before the incident (bro became champion when he was young, bruh these leagues gotta have DOL/silly/j) so, I think he’s occasionally wander around, even if it’s just in the woods.
WHO THE FUCK OUT HERE AT THE LEAGUE STAFF LETTING THEY KIDS BECOME CHAMPIONS !!!!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ /SILLY
on the league thing id imagine within the context of both the pasta and just canon pokemon in general when someone wins the league they don't become like. THE champion and instead get registered as like a champion in the hall of fame and stuff unless they were an exceptional trainer or something and knew how to do taxes :P
THAT ASIDE i fully agree i think steven would be independent before and after the incident and likes to wander around the region with miki even post accident, just out of view of civilization probably since id imagine he hates people
id like to also imagine in the case of post Miki Incident Steven he probably visits mike's grave sometimes since. Yknow. remorse and guilt and probably absent-mindedly talks to him about his life with 'miki' by his side
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It's seven years after the Holy War.
Seven years since she was saved from Veld's stone prison, since she watched the Little Lord she raised go on to become a liberator of Thracia, then Grannvale, then Agustria—from boy to man, he was now a Jugdrali hero known far and wide, whose fame and exploits rivaled even that of the Scion of Light. Eclipsed it, in the minds of some.
Mareeta was traveling the world as a swordmaster, having grown even closer to her birth father over the years. Leif had grown into his role as king, wed to Little Nan, and leading Thracia into an age of prosperity and peace. And Seliph the scion, Sigurd's boy... had brought long-awaited clemency to Chalphy's good name, and was reversing the scars and injustices Arvis and his ilk had brought upon Grannvale.
Now Eyvel-turned-Brigid returns to the lands of House Yngvi, bidding farewell to Fiana for now. Her boy, and her sweet girl... they needed their mama, and she would be damned if she went another minute being absent from their lives.
(She thinks of Father. Andrei. The Orgahil captain. She wouldn't put her kids through that same agony of loss. Not again.)
"Happy birthday, Patty." Rather than hold a grand feast in Yngvi's dining hall, she aims for something more heartfelt and intimate: a tea party out in the manor's garden, with a cake baked personally by herself. (With some help from Edain. Maybe.)
Sitting across from her daughter, Brigid can't help but stare for a moment. Those bright eyes, that long, golden hair shimmering in the sun... and the weight of experience and hardship beneath the warmth of her gaze. Even now, it amazed Brigid to see her daughter fully grown, instead of as the infant she last remembers. "...I missed so much." She murmurs, with a slight crack to her voice. "I know this probably isn't enough, but please... talk to me, Patricia? About your life, your interests, just—every little thing."
"You, Febail, and everything you've gone through... I wanna hear it all." They had all the time in the world now. All was at peace, and she finally found her two treasures again. Her family.
She just hoped fate wouldn't tear them apart for a third time.
Once the Holy War (the sequel) had come to an end, Patty assumed that everything would just…go back to normal. That she would go back to Conote with Febail and live happily ever after. It never sank in until they arrived in Yngvi that her brother now held some sort of responsibility for the land and its people. He would be the next Duke of Yngvi, and she—
She really was a Princess, living in comforts that she could only dream of as a child— that she thought only possible by marrying a man for his wallet rather than her own heart.
…The life of a Princess was much more lonely than she would have thought.
Until one day, there’s a woman who joins them in House Yngvi— and she sees her Aunt cry tears of joy. It only takes one look at the “stranger’s” face for Patty to do the same, running at her and jumping into her arms.
“MOM!”
Life with her mother around was…odd. Not bad— just odd. She had gone her entire life without ever meeting either of her parents, only hearing of her mother from stories, and even talk of her father…ended in a list of names rather than one specific man. It was difficult to truly feel connected, no matter how hard she tried— how much she wanted to.
“Aw, ma…” She sits across from her mother, face red as she rubs the back of her neck bashfully. Patty wasn’t used to this much attention normally, but getting it from her mom made it feel even more embarrassing.
The thief tries so hard to ignore the feeling in her chest and the tears pushing against her eyes— so she cuts herself a piece of cake, stuffing her mouth full.
( …Was her mom also a good cook? This was delicious— )
But her mom’s voice nearly causes her to choke, looking up at her with wide eyes. “…Ya really wanna know?” She shifts awkwardly in her seat, the genuine interest in her life from her mother…it’s an odd mixture of comforting and terrifying. That doesn’t make sense, but it’s how she felt— and when have her feelings ever made sense?
“To be honest with ya— you’re right. This ain’t gonna be enough. Ya missed my whole life so far, ya know?” The way she speaks is oddly serious, as if these feelings had been building up for years without her knowing. She never planned on what she would say if she ever had the chance of meeting her mother— it certainly wouldn’t have been this if she did. “But— we got all the time in the world now, don’t we, ma?” She giggles, shaking her head. “And if ya stick ‘round long enough, you’ll have been apart of my life for the majority of it, yeah?”
Patty takes a sip of her tea and grimaces instantly. This was awful…but for some reason, it felt as if she was slowly getting used to the taste. As if she’s had more cups today than she’s had in her lifetime. “Sit back! Ya got a lotta listenin’ to do!”
No matter how hard it was…she wouldn’t let this opportunity go.
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☼☾ ( sibylla deen , 38 , she / her , cis woman , singh 2 ) - have you seen HASPIRA KAUR SINGH?  we’ve heard through the grapevine that they’re INFLUENTIAL but also SECRETIVE. when you think of them , you think of BAREFEET RACING ALONG HOT SAND, LOST LOVE CAPTURED IN PRESSED FLOWERS & UNSIGNED LOVE LETTERS, A CROWN THAT STILL FEELS NEW.
name; princess haspira kaur singh of the sikh empire in pakistan.
nicknames; n / a.
birth date; november 30th, 1761, a sagittarius.
orientation; demisexual && heteroromantic.
relationship; single, officially mingling.
politics; as a new power, established less than a year ago && already facing many foes, she is all about networking && finding a strong alliance to solidify with her hand in marriage to further ensure the sikh empire's reign. is happy to adopt whatever opinion of the bourbons best benefits her nation.
religion; sikh.
languages; tba.
HEADCANONS && BACKSTORY.
tw: parental death.
she was born just one half of a whole && wailing with the fight of a hundred armies. the cries did not waver until nearly 30 minutes later when her hand happened to fall into her brother, and she was instantly calm.
the attending midwife was left unsure of what to do with them, for their mother had passed during the delivery, and their father was absent - out at war, as he often was, not due for a return until months later. they bounced between assumed relatives && distant friends, until my some stroke of luck finding their way back to their father some years later.
they were left little to want for, their father amassing immense wealth in his military endeavors, rarely at home but bringing back riches && luxuries. the band of militia that followed their father was loyal, and their wives && sisters became aunties to the twins, but it was mostly haspira who stepped up into the maternal role for her brother && father to rely on. she was quick to pick up the habits of a home, older than her age by years early on.
word of their father's heroics in battle spread, as did word of her brother's as he, too, earned a name for himself in the line of duty. her contribution was just as grand - their home became a waypoint for important officials conducting business between the powerhouse nations that sandwiched their little region of low authority. ambassadors && dukes && sultans && more would pass through their lavish halls, remodeling conducted every time her father stopped back by home. at the center of it all was haspira, the perfect hostess, as the word of her hearth && home spread far.
unfortunately, her charm in the role of host went a little too far with one visitor, and haspira came to know intimately the feeling of longing. her heart would belong to him for some time, and the proof of their secret romance ( for who was she, really, in the eyes of a royal? ) was bore in the child she claims to have adopted from orphanhood. a daughter to the unwed new princess she claims is not her own, and a father who never knew.
of course, their little slice of heaven was not untouchable, and as the war-torn lands around them started to close in && the fight for sovereignty over their desserts escalated. it was a grueling few years as a fight for independence waged, and only just less than a year ago was victory accomplished && her family the obvious chosen disciples meant to govern the land. the people already respected both haspira && her twin, older by only mere minutes, and now well decorated in battle. they had never had a title before, but it felt right now, assuming the throne. haspira now works just as tirelessly as the homeowner she grew her fame in being to be an essential asset to the blooming kingdom she && her brother are building. for her, part of that begins with a solid marriage alliance with another large power, if she can keep her secrets under lock && key.
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"Welcome, challenger. You've made it to the end of this region's Pokémon League. Before all else, I want to congratulate you and your team on your achievements! Your skills and abilities, as well as those of your Pokémon, have been demonstrated time and time again. So, regardless of this next battle's outcome, I think that that in itself is something to celebrate. ..To tell you the truth, although I stand before you now as the Champion, my own claim to this title might not quite be as concrete as I'd like it to be. After all, I haven't actually done what you are standing here to attempt - I haven't actually beaten the previous Champion in battle here. However.. let's just say that I count as the closest thing this region has at the moment. This is not the battlefield I would personally have chosen - I wasn't quite able to reconfigure the terrain properly.. But, that doesn't mean your victory is assured. So, challenger, I suppose this is the part you have been preparing yourself for.. Come and see if you are able to join me in the Hall of Fame! On behalf of this region's coveted Champion, I - as the Shadow Champion - accept your challenge!"
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This is what I've been working on today - a Trainer sprite of my self-insert, Adriana! My friend Clara very kindly made the hair, and my other friend Ginger also very kindly helped me sort out the ribbon. The sprite base is from here and the skirts are from here. I'm really happy with how it turned out in the end! ^-^
Once I had finished the sprite, I had the idea to try and portray it in a canon situation, so that's what I've done here - I had already written out the hypothetical dialogue Adri would give before a battle against her, so I decided I could share that here too!
To give a bit of explanation.. Just as the Reborn Pokémon League has reserve Gym Leaders, Adriana acts as the region's reserve Champion, as she is strong enough to stand in place of the actual Champion whenever they happen to be absent (which happens at least twice in the story). The silver-haired person in the screenshot is one of my platonic F/Os, Adrienn - xe acts as the administrator and manager of sorts for the League, so xe is helping make sure Adri has everything sorted out to receive challengers in the "true" Champion's absence.
Here is an upscaled version of the Trainer sprite, as well as her VS sprite (although it's technically facing the wrong way for if you were to be challenging her, I made it for use in my own playthrough of the game, so that's why it's in place of where the player's would be!) Yes, those are Giratina wings. I can explain if desired.
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Thank you very much to anyone who happens to have read all of this! Please feel free to let me know if you have any thoughts or questions! ^-^
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He was the leader before Jett
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The centering of the Grand Albert's photo in the Hall of Fame gave me two theories:
First Theory:
Grand Albert was the Super Wing that most accomplished missions rivaling Tino, so much so that it explains why he is so absent in the seasons of the main plot of the series, because he is precisely having his deserved rest, without leaving the team and fulfilling a few missions here and there, as well as advising members of the rising generation on the dangers they may face, also taking time to care for her granddaughter Ellie who would later also become a Super Wing, which have been his missions since the first season
Second Theory:
He was the leader before Jett took over, In my opinion, team leaders never work the same way, each one has their own style of work and only in a few things do they look alike, for example, both can take control of the situation faster and think of an effective strategy, some can use more force and take action without thinking too much like Tino, who I also suppose was the leader of his time, or thinking well and form a genius plan to solve any problem, like in the case of Grand Albert and now Jett.
Example:
Another point is that even with Jett leading, Grand Albert (when asked by Sky) is the one who thinks of a plan and arrives where Jett is with a strategy already formed. This is shown in most of his few episodes, for example in ep19 of S2 he already had a plan in mind to solve the problem of the two meteors accidentally multiplied by Astra with the aim of pulverize them, but instead she ended up duplicating them and her base was no longer effective enough and Sky assigned him to solve the problem and arrived saying that he would not destroy them but prevent them from falling to Earth and used his special Home Run Run that he taught Julio to hit the first and Jett hold the second all that with his Telephoto Transformer.
final consideration
Curious isn't it? What do you think of this Grand Albert theory?
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While Michael Jackson shot to superstardom, he was also plagued with accusations of child abuse and plagued with rumors of odd behavior and speculation on his health i.e. vitiligo or skin bleaching, drug abuse, plastic surgeries. Speculation about his death was keen because, in life, Michael Jackson seemed to be less than candid about his medical history.
Regarding his dramatic change in appearance, he told the BBC's Martin Rashid that he had only had one plastic surgery, his nose. After being further questioned, he confessed to having had 'two' surgeries. Otherwise, "I just changed!" he insisted. NBC's Dateline medical expert and others declared, however, that fifty procedures would have been necessary for such a transformation.
As far as drug abuse, family and friends say they tried to stage interventions. Michael excommunicated them. Doctors and nurses refused to give him more. He fired them. Expressing a common sentiment, Leonard Pitts stated, "That's Michael Jackson's ineffable tragedy. He died of an overdose of yes." Didn't Michael - like many stars - fire many Dr. No's? And, at the end of his life, had Dr. Murray said no, wouldn't he have simply been replaced by another Dr. Yes?
In 1992 Stacy Brown, an MJ biographer and family friend, told British tabloid The People, "When he went on tour, he'd take boxfuls of drugs with him," saying by that point his drug use had dangerously escalated. A year later he underwent Valium detox by Dr. Steven Hoefflin. In March of 2001, biographer Darwin Porter reported MJ was too drugged to perform at his RR Hall of Fame induction and faked a leg injury.
That same year of '92, he and some boy guests of his leave damage to a Vegas Mirage hotel suite, leaving behind liquor bottles and wine. MJ was evicted and ordered to pay $30,000 in damages.
In 2005, during court proceedings for the People vs. Jackson, MJ was absent and his lawyer claimed he was hospitalized with a "serious back problem." Judge Melville orders MJ to appear or face contempt of court. He later arrives in pajamas, appearing sedated. Alleged molestation victim, Gavin Arvizo, testifies that MJ served him wine in Diet Coke cans, plus vodka, rum and "Jim Bean."
Grace Rwaramba, MJ children's nanny, told UK Sunday Times in 2009 that he was a drug addict and that she'd had to pump his stomach, later denying she'd made such claims.
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black light guides you
chapter 4 - i'm number one, you're number two
word count: 1, 241
warnings: none - except maybe feeling things about copia & terzo's sibling dynamic
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chapter one / chapter two / chapter three
After spending a few days in his room, gathering his thoughts for what would be his next move, The Third decided to make his presence known around the abbey. He had spent the morning stalking the halls, acknowledging those who acknowledged him with a stiff nod. He wanted to maintain an air of mysteriousness about his resurrection for the time being. 
He was met with some tepid smiles, many wide-eyed stares and a few giggles from the Sisters of Sin he had encountered.  The smiles and stares didn’t bother him as much as the giggles did. The Third wasn’t back to fuck around - he wasn’t back to fall into his old behaviors. He was going to change the clergy for the better and usher in a new era of glory.
He found himself sitting at a desk in the back of an active classroom, not bothering to ask what class it was. He could catch a few glances his way every so often but ignored them. The teacher seemed nervous due to his presence as well which only fueled his ego. The Third drummed his gloved fingers on the desk absent-mindedly, stealing away some attention from the teacher.
His thoughts drifted to Marion. He wondered what she was doing right at that moment. Something of great importance probably. The Third thought about how he might go about requesting her visitation. He wanted to give her some space, though.
He closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. When he opened his eyes again, all eyes from the class were on him, including the teacher. He cleared his throat and waved a hand.
“Proceed.”
The class started back up again. 
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The Third found himself outside of Copia’s study. He stood silently for a while, having never believed he would be back outside of this door again. After a while, he gently knocked.
Copia was quick to answer the door, sensitive to the idea of making people wait. He was surprised to find Terzo on the other side. “Fratello, prego entra.” He opened the door wide as Terzo took a step in. The room looked exactly the same as he had remembered it, except maybe a little bit more messy.
“Still a bookworm, eh?” Terzo mused as he took a seat in front of Copia’s desk, putting his feet up on top of it. He was still dressed in all black, with form fitting slacks and a fitted dress shirt, but opted for a more casual look with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and unbuttoned just a tad more than what would be professionally acceptable.
“Always and forever,” Copia replied, taking a seat. He was also opting for a casual look today with his signature maroon sweatsuit.  
“So, I didn’t want to say anything when I first saw you because - y’know, it would’ve ruined the whole dramatic vibe and all but…” Terzo trailed off, his eyes scanning the room before falling back to Copia’s. “You got work done.” He motioned to his face.
Copia sighed. “At the direction of leadership, yes I did.”
“It looks nice. Different, but nice.”
“Really?” He perked up a little bit.
“Yeah. You know, I used to get botox all the time.” Terzo removed his feet from the desk and sat up a little bit.
“That doesn’t surprise me at all.” Copia chuckled.
Terzo’s lips twitched into a smile. He felt far more relaxed than he had for the last few hours, few days even. He didn’t know what to expect from Copia when he came back - if all the power and fame had gone to his head (which he would have understood, it had happened to himself) or if he would be happy to see him.
He appreciated that they had seemingly fallen back into their sibling dynamic. He was always closer with Copia than his other brothers.
“How are you settling in?” Copia leaned forward in interest, clasping his hands together on his desk. A question to segway into more… curious topics. As there had been rumors flying since before The Third had actually arrived, even more were traveling the halls of the abbey now that he was here.
“Very nicely, thank you. I missed my quarters. And, realtà  in general, I suppose.” Terzo shifted in his seat, crossing his legs.
“The reception to your arrival has been, ah… mixed.” Copia said, choosing his words carefully. “There is some concern with what direction the clergy will be taking now that Sister Imperator has been removed. As well as… questions relating to how you are here.”
Copia’s eyes darted to the stitching on Terzo’s neck before looking away, seemingly to brush off that he had just done so. Terzo noticed and impulsively ran his gloved finger tips over the stitching. 
“You are different, fratello.” Copia’s voice lowered. “I can feel it. I’m sure the sisters of sin and ghouls can feel it, too. The clergy wants answers and I would like to advise you to provide information to them sooner rather than later.” 
“You are right.” Terzo’s demeanor changed, his posture stiffening. “I want to lead the next Special Black Mass. Questions will be answered then, I assure you.” He didn’t know if now was the right time to tell Copia what had happened. As much as he wanted to, he wasn’t over his distrust of the clergy as a whole.
“I can tell you one thing… I did not have any help from The Evil One.” He growled before clenching his jaw. The air in the room began to thicken as the temperature began to rise. 
Copia’s eyes widened as he looked at his brother. He felt a small hint of fear amid his curiosity. “I think the idea of you leading the Black Mass is a great one, va bene.” He awkwardly shuffled a few loose papers in front of him before finding his notepad and scribbling something down.  
“Tell me something, fratello.” Terzo stood, placing a hand on the papers in front of Copia, gazing down at him. The black around his brother’s eyes made him look even more like a deer in headlights, more like prey. “You know why I was removed by Imperator, si?” 
The question hung in the air for a beat. Copia nodded slightly.
“When you were leading, performing… did you ever feel the same way I did?” The Third showed his teeth with a terribly wide smile. It looked almost unnatural, his canine teeth appearing pointier than ever. Copia gulped.
“Well…” He sucked in a breath. “I had more support than you did. I do not know why, but I did.” Copia offered calmly.
Terzo took a small step backward and removed his hand from Copia’s papers, allowing him some space. His face quickly dropped into a more pensive look. He was right, of course, and Terzo felt a small tinge of jealousy in his soul. 
“That doesn’t mean that I agreed with them all the time, no matter what. And, eh…” He drifted off, before locking eyes with Terzo. “Nihil is a dickhead.” Copia chuckled nervously.
A genuine smile flashed across Terzo’s face, offering a small laugh. “Vero, it’s true.” The air in the room thinned out and the temperature dropped. “I appreciate your guidance, Copia. I trust that you will spread the news about the Black Mass.” He turned to the door, leaving his back to Copia as he gave a stern nod.
“Ciao.”
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Composing the Entire Score for a Game: The Demanding and Storied Career of Nobuo Uematsu
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Creating music for video games is a demanding and challenging task, especially when it comes to composing the entire score from scratch. One composer who has done this time and time again throughout his long and storied career is none other than Nobuo Uematsu, the famed composer behind the music of the Final Fantasy series. However, recent reports indicate that the 64-year-old Uematsu may be considering retiring from the industry due to unspecified health issues.
Uematsu first began his career in music in the 1980s, when he was hired by the Japanese video game developer Square to create music for their games. His work on the early Final Fantasy games in particular helped to establish the series as one of the most beloved and iconic franchises in gaming history. Uematsu’s music is characterized by its sweeping orchestral arrangements, memorable melodies, and emotional depth, and it has become an essential part of the Final Fantasy experience for millions of fans around the world.
Over the years, Uematsu has composed the entire score for many Final Fantasy games, as well as for other games outside the series. His contributions to the gaming industry have been recognized with numerous awards and accolades, including induction into the Academy of Interactive Arts & Sciences Hall of Fame in 2010.
However, in recent years, Uematsu has faced health issues that have made it increasingly difficult for him to continue working at the same pace. In 2018, he announced that he would be taking a break from work due to ongoing health concerns, and since then, he has been largely absent from the industry.
Now, it seems that Uematsu may be considering retiring from the industry altogether. In a recent interview with Japanese gaming magazine Famitsu, Uematsu expressed his desire to “pass the baton” to younger composers and to focus on his health and personal life. While he did not confirm that he would be retiring, his comments suggest that he may be considering it in the near future.
For fans of Uematsu’s music, this news is certainly bittersweet. On the one hand, it’s understandable that he would want to take care of himself and step back from work if it’s impacting his health. On the other hand, Uematsu’s music has been such an integral part of the gaming experience for so many people, and it’s hard to imagine the industry without his contributions.
Regardless of what Uematsu decides to do in the coming years, his legacy in the gaming industry is secure. His music has touched the lives of countless fans around the world, and his influence can be seen in the work of many other composers who have followed in his footsteps. We can only hope that he continues to find joy and fulfillment in his life, whether that means continuing to work in the industry or stepping away to focus on his health and personal well-being.
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Should Siouxsie Sioux and the Banshees be induced in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame? 
Kaci Walter
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Excitement can be heard from the crowd as thousands release shouts and cheers in anticipation of what is to come. The rhythmic beat of the drums commences and slow chords from an accordion are to follow. The music is getting more prominent, a guitarist walks out from behind the stage top hat asymmetrically placed atop his head and cigarette barely in his mouth. More cheers erupt from the crowd as a tall womanly figure approaches the mic. She is clad in a dark purple sheer outfit, decorated with a metallic brassiere. Her hair is up in a braided ponytail, embellished with charms of the sun and moon. She grapples the microphone and looks out into the audience smiling widely. The audience unable to contain their energy are erupting with applause and screams of delight. She knows they cannot contain themselves for what is to come. Siouxsie bestows a hush over the crowd, like a strong sudden breeze, and let’s out a chuckle. Her dominance of the stage is uncanny. The instrumentals blend and decrescendo for her opening line as Siouxsie and the Banshees perform “The Last Beat of My Heart” as the first headliners for Lollapalooza, 1991.  
You may not have heard of the icon and angelic voice that is Siouxsie Sioux, but you have indulged in, and acknowledged fashion styles, music, and culture that would not have reached the mainstream without the talent of the Banshees. Siouxsie and the Banshees mastered the music style later adopted by Radiohead, The Smiths, Red Hot Chili Peppers, all celebrated by the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is dedicated to honoring the most influential musicians and bands that have altered the music industry in a major way. Shockingly, from this honor, Siouxsie and the Banshees are absent.  
Born Susan Janet Ballion, Siouxsie Sioux was raised in an environment of isolation. Her father, an alcoholic, Siouxsie notes that her family didn’t participate in their local suburban community. This middle-class culture of contentment inspired Siouxsie’s resentful and radical mannerisms. Siouxsie has explained that experiencing sexual assault by a stranger at the age of nine made her feel more removed from the ideas around her. Dismissal from the police and her own parents planted the deep intense hatred and mistrust of the generation that came before her. Siouxsie notes that this occurrence inspired her image and character. She created her own universe as a means to protect herself from the horrors of the world. In Siouxsie’s words, “the only way I could deal with how to survive was to get some strong armour”.  
Aged 17, Siouxsie and dear friend Steven Severin quickly became friends and followers with famed punk band, the Sex Pistols. Fans devoted to the misfit musical group were named the “Bromley Contingent”. The pair had been drawn by rumors of Johnny Rotten’s erratic behavior and performance style. In an early evening program of the Bill Grundy’s show, Siouxsie became the spectacle of obscenity, as Sex Pistol band erupted in profanity spurred by a bigoted comment from Grundy. Thought to be the first time the f-word was said on television, headlines exclaimed “Siouxsie’s a Punk Shocker”.  
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Following the infamous interview incident, the punk musician distanced herself from the Sex Pistols negative press and unfolding demise. Soon afterwards, Severin and Sioux formed Siouxsie and the Banshees in September 1976. In pure punk “do-it-yourself" spirit, the new band opened the Pistols with an improvised 20-minute-long rendition of ‘The Lord’s Prayer’ before getting bored and stopping. Despite lacking the ability to play any songs, the crowd was awed by Siouxsie’s utter confidence.  
Siouxsie became the captivating spearhead for female punks and the bands popularity had been growing by the day. Even so, the Banshee’s were faced with offensive record deal offers and rejections from A&R. Fans were outraged by the Banshee’s failure to get a substantial record deal, that they took to the streets and sprayed ‘SIGN THE BANSHEES’ on record company fronts. Soon enough, Polydor Records provided a convincing argument, and the band members signed their first deal.  
By 1977 the Banshees began their first tour in England as renowned single ‘Hong Kong Garden’, a commentary on the skinhead's racist attack on a Chislehurst Chinese restaurant, hit No. 7 on the UK charts. Their album debut, The Scream, featuring Sioux’s staccato shouts and cold shrieks, shot to No. 12 on the UK charts.  
It had promptly seemed as if the band’s luck had run out after guitarist and drummer John McKay and Kenny Morris abruptly quit the band the night of a performance at the Aberdeen Music Hall. Later that night, Sioux announced the two members betrayal: “Two art-school students fucked off out of it. You have my blessings to beat the shit out of them”. 
Out of a complete band, Sioux and Severin recruited Budgie from the slits. Still short guitarists, Severin and Siouxsie held two fingers up to their missing members and held auditions for a new guitarist. They discovered John McGeoch from Magazine, who brought unique and revolutionary melodies to the band and has been described as one of the most influential guitarists of his time.  
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With a new and refreshed crew, the Banshees were at their prime producing single Happy House which brought them back to the Top 20 in the UK charts. The release of their third album, Kaleidoscope, shot to No. 5.  What is known as their best album, Juju, showcased Spellbound with a dynamic melody and alluring tone.  
The Banshee’s launched a revolutionary sound into the music industry. Musician's, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, John Frusciante, Smashing Pumpkins, Billy Cargan, U2, Radiohead, and many more are noted to have taken direct inspiration from McGeoch’s exclusive sound. Most notably, the single Happy House, was samples in famed pop singer, The Weekend’s song “House of Balloons”. 
Siouxsie on her own influenced female musicians Courtney Love, Tracy Thorn, Charli XCX, Florence and the Machine, amongst many others to hit the stage. Shirley Manson encapsulates the significance of Sioux: “She shaped my life. I wouldn’t be singing if it wasn’t for Siouxsie. I got to do what she did because she did it first”. 
Siouxsie and the Banshee’s paved the way for punk musicians, Sioux herself is deemed as the inspiration for goth music and fashion. Her voice so impactful and melodic in the most jarring way, attempts to replicate her images were abundant.  
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(Image from Temple University Special Collections)
The musical group created their own sound that shocked and inspired generations of fans and musicians. Yet, their undying influence has yet to be celebrated by the honor deemed the paramount of musicianship; The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Siouxsie’s gothic look and far-out music style was invented through her rejection of the mainstream. The Banshees were built on the premise of non-conformity. Their goal wasn’t to “sell out” and reach fame, but to verbalize an internal rejection of the culture around them. Siouxsie and the Banshees found success through their punk stylistic attributes by chance. Thus, their DIY ethics, nihilistic views and punk spirit would seemingly clash with an induction to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.  The commemoration of this recognition could almost be opposite to the punk shocker that is Siouxsie, going against the foundations that made the group so legendary. Yet, does the punk bedrock of the band’s ideology prohibit them from chasing any sort of honor? Rather, should the Banshees be admired and praised alone by those who dare to go against the grain like them? As Siouxsie said, “What I really resent about people sticking labels on you is that it cuts you off all the other elements of what you are because it can only deal with black and white; the cartoon.”  
References: 
The high priestess of punk: The influence of Siouxsie Sioux (faroutmagazine.co.uk) 
Siouxsie and the Banshees - 1984 MTV Interview (unedited) 
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Siouxsie & The Banshees: Jet Black Pop Darlings ("Spellbound") | New British Canon 
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Siouxsie And The Banshees: their incredible story | Louder (loudersound.com) 
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libidomechanica · 1 year
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Untitled Composition # 9514
A ballad sequence
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Grows holds. Would breeze is hash, and without     soon for former lurked be, but after my sours fair; heap     it hath pretty Ovid
tutor, while he but Love, shed     beautiful, Kill he nor leaf wrapt in trembleth on the wicket     blew on his case. Such a
pair of rose faith old England, and     her foolished-for young, yet the bought hour, just said aspect     wore a cow’s none, and in
his to paper, he walls, glitter     blush; for little sleepeth not distant play she had a pair.     He wept with Beauty thunder.
Because the pallace its ways     my very short all; but heart ended most group that draughter,     died twitch’d all about like
flesh is enclose then moral beneath     holds more a mortals, nor the years and in my caress     was not sweet, and did me
by the Temple cannot paid down,     down sphere all the characted chiding mad—Lord! He dreadful     by its terrible till
all thine eye and to quench can show     you were two sadly would lend to keepe, a sort of Kai Khusrau.     Shall the had know even
the fruit, floor of two are wrough     he gold or to our white again, and wreck’d to end, and some     quite well, mystic missed her
without rage thy silver-set; about     your chair? In on that doth splendid spight poets pray did     Cup of candless is Papa
foolish men! About to abate,     a friends might Muses the all the women’s birth a girls     in them answer, or Jove.
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Of Bread limbs for she did. To my     vision by the small possessive rapid rushing out Harvest     Homer’s achilling
valley. Joys upon the night? A     Soothings, excell and take vp the twist, and refuse, for those,     soft warm earth much a starry
eyes like Marius, to wish     it look’d upon the eye doth except some is wife and soldier     went to gives tip gum,
pungentle smuggling valley-     found a horne as for they saw, and rages nor I am     cautious the frock still: the
hearts the cheekes, a hospitable     frogs sting snakes many chronicle; men tell your delight,     and within, and want now
lockt; but brings and some lands, of Joy.     Under from the except obliging wither’d guess, but, but     a paradise or thin
the Lip I kiss her stand from high     and then fire—my mind like a pilot lines to pot, till or     ruth an amatory
to eat the eye, as faint her neck,     went about most exemplary folds into their bridale     pale lips billow in
think the same call. And flowing veins,     but for Refuge, and like a causing, and who blunder which     I force: the moon. Their goal
of our delicate and poet;—     passion shiny body on in Energy—his heavy     articulate with here;
for nautical economy,     with this his sight not have when seize of lovers betrayed away     from the best people
he common sensual look to     eye do, albeit could introduce of therefore his boots     javeline, oh, below.
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Ah, were the bels, that clear’d to think     and they length its her chose whole even said: Go up, and not     least, he worst the mostly in golden managed by fame of     his! And lying his own,
wound for yet still—not soon formed! To     tears to-day her so in the old pass, with so fayre horror,     as they clung—but completed, and sang between: ’O woe better     in, these greatest space-
age gear blance, absent, and fire his     were not, but every sphere hope to therefore there is no high     and carry yet; at least sleep he is a sails, at me; which     white-wall’d on her race, pride
eyes dark will every much, all reward     scoffing on whiles an endleshanks, if my mammy yet.     My eyes gleam’d to hero in and though so this delight, too;     if her win; and unsmooth
rocks. As one thinking which is my     sheepe thunder than this done, and done, a Box whose alone, save     one with pain felt, in who too weltring since a think of higher     Phip, let all, or wind
blaws the univers or some most     fade liness; he hall. Tis suppose brain springs are fell thy     carriage was a freak a strangled mud. Fair, that heat, here, while     concentrap, nor clothes but
chink the feudal knight? Being gainst     those we lay, and patriotic charades, I will retiresome     ye for a love of reach’d the water general, base,     a wife. Wave was it alone,
and out a World to Mire.     Each cruel love speak, then longer pauses of an opiate,     we cease the torn from the cow slowly adayes caughters to     the moon is cries, I griefe
but a garden lawns until with     glance could be had had Destined Muses crowned, although seem’d him     more sweet is glance all her face, thou would knock of such of clay,     looking-glass, She named to
get upon the shrunk, array’d a     penalty was below! Lies faire locks so white aghast, must,     nor wassail war; and the ridiculous middle ways my     verse, as the Rose the man
and went upon such puzzled but     other in life. Having Foot should no carry awake. Into     do it finding up to the rather footsteps; nor days;     his day-dawn was far behind,
below, with the said to his;     but died, so glad more advance more than that me, I’ll not there     let fall, and live in rank the smallage all; but could but to     partridge that glow spred, all
its kings—those to pleasure, and the     selfe alone it lights for his our rosary to win heaven     fresh opera, not could ye light upon its with bottle     the wombe in a Dream of
snows to kiss the gave, like to her     ear than stone that can never paper house; when we shoes, and     takes me, fie! Come and pay with dew; fragrance of champagne and     forehead is the long sinner
from the could all my love you     cry. So fit to be because I did it shall else captain     to lay, to commons, or two boated miles, nay, whose long     day leucadia’s life. Or
hour, had not thefts to his face, let     me I did the more to herself: you go, my dare not enough     heard bred effort breezes sing, that as may well, and by     daybreak they slept their sort.
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To stare, as tis what euen grayne prayse     to women silver of the patron. So weltring how Time     lead as between pity! Hand’s unknown exactly any     gaze, vpon a beef is impatient tribute of his distinct,     flagged for worke, that runs pardon
get fret. The chop yet some debris     of shamed of clay above held out all, and coffing has     of keen rather eye’s the mystery. I’m happy, happened     only powers to sin any credit in the been delay     that projected, like
a steak. Until we’re times so drunkards     to turns up the told then her: thou gav’st me but express     in summer’s woods shall known, and all that crowning. Thus and fraction     which the Seed: a great politeness are that’s wear then she     the sky; now this past to
a faintly ebb’d to stay, I hear     there ev’ry thing, I’m relapsing is a pain. But which you     were fishers hold a squad of wemens labour’s lot, couleur     dew, the May-fly then this of them appetites, and Malayan     creature th’ height
deceive me chiefly vulture clay,     why fret of these fourth will silent mode adopted sinners;     much a hundred lyke Saphyres specially about heare apart,     till things with he saloon, else pass’d as from which pass, by     who sitting kiss who at
lay in the hinder was sickered     a ripe heart were dwell that love said? I stood through whose holds     her. A gift, and passion, ’ unlike, zombie-like to the rustle     day forth thee to which like a lapsed islands, the kiss: the     last, he same hither forgot,
nor her! Delicate day scorner;     yet once, as it thy pitying’ squired, and stays, and     you can behind the proved amongst they craft you perhaps it     was a genius by all the height and palpable reader!     There he came to fear I
fill, to tak me again two that     hardly wet. To be told the nights the voice happing to each     like sire, and wave receive that extensions, exulting     there is stillnesse, the Stone of Phoebus gilds his own into     the said: I will be East,
a prize pig, ploughs like Rain to pay.     About us—Lo, laughing for it was, head, women death     of the Crowes past enlarge. Concession, they have land with     rays of me; well, and delightness: Tim would chafe and euen their     bed my helpe me to tame:
presences to the bard had an     end, a strap. Of all where was between tribute of our grassy     and each transmission, dust, and seen of my believe; and     thus he sat at Apollo’s father that euer scarce a thine.     But hearted, above thy
strange, no one to death, he knew, the     takes of shoes were no light mote the days music which another,     will give then he left. Now the ball dance in sprit would     traveller, and more coveted the Winterview all hush’d—and     though worlds beyond him the
same consumers and me, begin     you all was usual Throne, happiness ocean-stream, than     answer, nor no resume, they had been vermeil cheek the     cut away her becke, so whence, thus, the boats will croking stay,     and in their name. Lords meaning
so, and foam and each is, song,     stupid seeming youth stutter’d, she was ’ware, the ship gave mark,     dark. Their Instead one started Bowl we remorsel for thinly     me to cast upon her chosen from which she says that     sleep, prodigious she shipwrecks,
or others—How so good only     chaunce I Ioues departed. Came are fearful that you ask,     whose our touch time forbade the ingenuous your clothes but     fingers and splendous to quest is; the Vine hero glad of     Life to let thing home weep
faire soothe ocean, slipping should do;     but I hesitation. With due reluctant, being moon     is beautiful was not but have been fancient Hag of Fate.     Of Kaikobád and pious and joy: more the most familiar,     and all uncurl’d o’er
this mine has a large teares, with     humours faint, being quitting Boy, would pose, where vertical     of you on a man love spent horribly use doe ten turn’d     that, whose love she crowned, or rather need he had as it scatter,     piano, and
Malayan creature move behind; but     wish you county drank their wealth in and was never locker     pit, for what you stole among to grow and not show you dancing     in theirs in shook the carue, my Mine owne brief. In has head:     therefore: he was been see.
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And I was much display’d like an     ear is same, the opportunes? Who die drugstores of lope     to the narrow, Sweet! Up
from peeling of them had a woman’s     as the fingers throw. ’ Cries quite as if a great winged you     drinking though with tears. The
Forrest Planet flower the damzels,     diplomatis. Do, whose began to all our gynocracy;     your into the
Templest have me. And the one arms     and blood? And leaf make you? Lifted eyes she’d rather hurry     in the make their face: perhaps
their wealth’s austerity, you     art! The said it to proper pass’d: profit murmur’d—Gentle     one of further the flesh
their own sweet i want not have I     can never the black a husband. When does no eye Love, that     is ever that all who
soothings to place! And that was shone     was a word. When a mortal million plasma, listening a     fingers, but the grove, with
they did her boy, when he hallowering     heart. Until the unshut his valet—bid him in     my loue, and the swore meant,
with his appearance. Re-mouth, each     hangs surprise, till tender that learn how blub like an undone,     her could seemed aside to
directly hats and two, then it     is, no doubt he hall. Now Will the speed a brilliant his tapers     with a dead, and those
house shown—yet of you. Could many     a sharks still in water. Contrary, but for a salvations,     who stirs is the song
when the world’s be, if such in pass’d,     but night cash the road was, he was day haue of Thee.—The Grape     that began to prune, glad
Genius by a love and hardly     courtesy. Had much, that rest Julia! Were Noah’s Witness: try     to get all the ocean.
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He at the kingdom but in true and yet confines,     as a magic she tablet, then from the virgins leap’d—I came on her sing; sweet snatcheth     nights quivering can the Intellect
in half of hurt doth springs have speakes her presence     of high despair or two other husband,— or so. And stopp’d. How peepe; nay more the seem’d towering     their place, above with your Doppelganger’
dying on it in hand, louded eyes I     have a danced the law into denounced, and grace; but have you could deprecious tell there not     o’er-reach increasing is a fores
from the sun, seemed as if the remarkably cursed     to the name overboard, the woodbines of colours to a tough: and one excel: for     as in the dare nough and deeply sweeten
my fair Haidee stepped in these virtuous sing     bigger. He could make see thirst love-kindling that conformer with friend, to name. And Noes, and,     he did defence, what is increasing
eye, and short of Moses fervently on the there     a man morality is a shore; the other face and the seek; all think to the next     rest for than well upon the lower,
glimmer, till at then still still still her day on their     plant state, ascending balks of she have doth real: the waters of delite, I will recover     of Bread I said before thou turn,
and hearts; the fall looking. She answer’d the sky. Or,     which hastens mechanically around; while things it: this and with splendor; in the thither     linkes orderer of loue with the
read and give me present cried: The Shah was coal all     the plant of hot first be heave to a becke, swift dishes a woman in heart your mind like     taxi girland a twofold short all,
at time and the jasmine eye poure high prizing at     them in the and inward the soil,—for to strife. The stopt with the Great hear to first be enought     hues would in trembling sunny laugh
firm, lest society increase,—well to the strength     it long which are of old England. But, yourse; but drawn of her sing, tis true, ’ she messenger     came of they accidents, those or I.
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Into somebody descendance.     I though wind? Of all heart these are not be disaray, the     sun, trouble, which mates did in medicament I real as     life was a veins loue and
marriage-bed of Things great the Essence     a scarce is nation woods shall fling which the secret of     the can’t fall ill protection would be a dunce, and dumplin     burn to lessons have to
praise, breathless can we have been to     decks, tree. Hung with all every original, so gently,     before than gazing other sigh’d, and on high up to halls,     with others trim. Woe; our
hear; your gun fixed at ane an’ twenty,     in a new Marriage- tomb, ourse or frame and, still, that seem’d     amiable for drew her none that did blast of a long,     like thing in herb, treasures—
rather grandsome in shal and thus     it as her fell upon their couragement of you an     one I love and all more vs answer, thought, and all. To-     morrow besides me: from
the cup of Heaven birds, and thus     it he women sees. Of us have pleasure—like Snow up     his front door against his little light the beautiful had     spoke to the selfe-felt the
show no more came my sheepe than I.     In Balboa Park and so, these, starved prince, and recent fountain-     strewed for hoarded joints of the secure and plaid, It     touch as a little Merman
Churches; ’ there he this pillours     between; without very sure to their hammer to     metaphysician of heart will night, thou no place and broad angel     bring too. On which thing the
shoes, nor seen the run her cure. Come,     feel that Juan’s solemn hood. Music swimmers, articular     louder than sunk, yet you wilt sand washboard; whilst her, where was     a generous praised, look,
thus theatre. Some goodly dress     quite in turn sate whom, answer’d, I’ve was said; the old curb’d the     black Friar as rum, laws were better glitter the o’er him!     Stumped him both to given,
for grave had reach only sinking     tars, with a name occasion; the world is part but the keep     this energies, and hit me now come! In a raiment sleep,     laughed an echo of grapes.
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Eyes were sweet Adeline at     Christippus, and perched and blind make on his invisible linen     he hall, until I
stood with the cuttering. Have you     why I sick for my talk friends ne’er his pardon my arms a     pelisse, which soul shall dumb
confusion good to Juan, whose gently,     like to tell, if ghosts call’d the beauty—Beauty only     we thy swear—the year, alike
vnto heart i am not. A     dark leaf, unletter dames which old man’s playing happye Ewe, while     play in a walk with all
the tree, since more the best of the     air, they, but where balm, lull’d again the first, nor mighty, in     molten golden his grapes.
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Again an echo of chamas’s’     from any have been, the skin trigger. Glance wad na spirits     wild, whom heap the sullied
night, losing sheeped, long powre, lull’d     t’ entertain show my winges in molten black, in suction;     they bene in the
mimic stations—probably cured in     lieu of low was well be no more the gentle vs answer,     answer now, I dreames
sit, chirping or you; and to     go throw the top.—Who told them like you for having it or     only Knots of their
desires, be here the said the church     do what a little to kiss the dawn of those. Of conducive     to all truth and dumplin
bumper young, I’m o’ertake their     perils, to these was all think, or so true lord Henry with     Rule and none of sunset
glow, and if e’er had he way down     arrived. Twenty, which without at it former lay without     this miser’s asexual
visitant Drum! Mourning been     vain,—let us a long— no disputed laboures must,     and about the Wind a
throught I’ll always of this host, the     swirl and not know none of your skins. And the Stygian right     bay, and the whose trees were
are faculties so torments be     forgotten we have to given, for his orient rags     too as for their mastern
Time at him, and then—’tis true spent     leaves up, and he opposition so transformer lay lass:     the base; and of Desire,
till ne’er out, then all     preparatives Sam a little or a man mortal made for     some hit, that they knew not
rob all they showers, mother and     that nowe imploy’d therefore there, a substant change each his pocket,     come: or liberate
consequench of promises that     Salámán not much bending to my lady’s very dame,     their Instead of beer. Some
glory in the wind, the rock, and     part that, staine, i’ll never my self-same like a trees receive     and I, how blest, feel these
are nor There we lovelier to     feelings, extent without as the world must need therefore were     still t is no to-day?
That at mine lies. Must, person, wars,     that cloak I hate, and life and of glass of the more to be     run before state, I labour,
and being an endleshanks     my Muse, open your haught to be it is my carry yet.     Love is already Writing
thee, Herrick, an empty Glass!     Dead is save a kind of a grave: and now thing to restless     Surface. Then all their grasp.
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’ More the harbor and another     like very without a tenderness every much I in     the Shah, and displeas’d me
leak November the cause he spot     that all thou may cease the best my hair; heap to these thigh almost     prying his an sweet,
what profanely, no doubled     over can added mouth saddles are fond bones that made it     the Wastle the inward
their bed my which bodies my hands     into one mine own feel the caste would everywhere than the     devise tongue it was easy
virtues of might, but them then     though his and let us priest was to see some, and break the     flits own. Against the lower
blood’s lips and he knot of hist!     And one gentle very bow, leaving tone aurora Raby     within little cause
the Fortune than broad at constables,     end, are something warm Frenzy caught have nothing of that     with she wall, yet, for none
her could envying off his letter     with dreadful deeds. Upon my crafty like an hardest snatcher,     but her: for moves and
Lo! Two men, Hymen from the sparing,     hidden is honour are merit in the current the     bestow it. And call Thee
theyr shot. The Sinking her one day,     to wake: for shell. Very pen, I burn, burnt the friar of     his face, has he way, which
do betray, away forced whence, here     no plagued wind what bring an articular fed up because,     the bring, nor carry day.
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But therefore: the cold dancing silence     able some other’s rightening still embassage, and     strange is, bitter weep. It
find an old pictures me again     his garments after pumps: I’m o’ertake and answer and what     is has the son, decent
sharp-fang’d for insolently the     headache, nor with thee broken of air, how love than this     another what the need notes,
the remarkably breakers of     unthreshed to my own swung to fight: had my head with     delightest make me preuie to
wet Clay: she oft forasmuch as     a hell, and it brave hath fingered Lilia; Why not suspects     could the dish for a
moments to It for once him to     her from much by Nature had but nothing wretched, asking,     so didst looking down boy,
while Thou my pen, for slaughter gude,     cheereful song, long that womanhood! Fast of the pamper’d     on their proof the husting.
Or knight didst the cones whose who betwixt     the wills that true call the doesn’t cry, wax’d his supposed him     like me little bowre, which
thered in the broadening of late     grimly daughters; and merry Larke her by midnight, and more.     Her head wet Clay: she
cherrywood chest, and with from the simples     with such as Albion of all arounded in, a     kind of Heaven—If thou,
or quacks and the sea-shore, and tumbled,     regaled to read or sing, and, and still: twixt the woods their     appeared. Than thine, no double
frock language feet an again:     the dark, or held and refused there’s mistress, society     and still things forest
way have wink about to grasse north;     thus by seeing dread. And shawl, this come could I ever stepp’d     sometimes more us and
colds upon her vein, seeing, other     wine-and-down with iollity. Which theme for his subject;     and waters discrepancient
Secret hairy child, and all     about though the coast—and paid, shew thrown arrived the Goal,     overture. And distantly.
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Ever. Burn; and still remaine, so     fair crept silent trodden by my name. All night., Ceres a     wish hath scarce a sunbeams.
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Driven to jest upon their words.     Though her soil, Pedrillo, and Nature gnaw. Your victual Light.     Had been born is not a
received thought me frail, in bringing     into blubber’d; she’d said, t was good and sagged for the heart     I fetch in and not had
gone, and set, like Mahomet, Believed,     sweet up the elm-tops of early thou gladness times within     who—thought is street they
leave the abiding, but, whose shines     hung wide errs, possesse him all to early dared upon a     monster provide, could be.
Him wither, thy brough thee, that daught     to see why son. Hand-breed: yea, and shafts aside and that doth     last night call hand in the
earthquake,—for why I can embarrass     most ill begins. Of the belly full of mine Earth is     as ugly on to the
canno’ stand. Juan got into a     kind weak enought, understand outward prayers—but some king     to despot that utters
which some went to marriage, but shade     way quivering higher, with me? You say t was the unblest,     of late mought, thought on
without off threw also strength, and     after skin of the unblessings o’ joy, O joy, and anon     the darkness what; thought,
doe ye sweetness was old dull palace     his hast lands when some look’d at homespun their usual     look, in promises decreased
about them barely was all     recur a Pang for to the sorrow’s somethings my louer? Were     he discover that able
those little doubt not prinked     up with all westerday we have me frosty winds young psalms     that friend then, the church do
what is the hardly began to     win her natures, and this ready force the wind watching to     the times easily, with
unshut eyes may answer dowry;     and hope, with for ill-bred in a foe in a royal answered,     Edward, a chill women
the full may young, I’m relatives     a lynx, and sick talenture propane to go by the     wind would awake. Which hold
and short the joy shall foxglove’s     father ten unto his single wind even stricter, came     those little God has said?
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Much bespoken would take vs     answer, nor yet rate; all else to only with violence     of this rises, rose’s dispose; and most your are     distemperanza voi che enemy but wind make himself find     its cold, but thy flower
grown by suddenly grew to waned—     and Tears deep deceived upon her but those looking, in     teariness of glass, head the pallor to wakeful thing like     a bachelor they with her eyes art, that though of an in every     partanes in ten?
But at leave his very humour     sorrow I do but now a second await a stain’s no     sign of facility, nor seats: from whose rudder, at lady,     when no vulgar natures, witty has such puny doubting     to you all! Whose shed
upon the book scarce knew white, she’llwish     to remove when she harsh wave his kind she ship got or     a neck. ’ Stanza Henry wits, shiversal, wondered, were than     garments behind took at even in heaven is curb’d it     torments too wean him some
one—i’ve mad with may kiss high heau’n     of by this condemn, above histortion innocent than     thy gift, and my sake let other dression—draws her fayre     cherrywood ye her mist, no more Shah? My mammy years to grins,     name—but nothing. And impulse
a longer that I look’d on     the cloth her holds more thou gav’st me runs better upon grew,     whenas so sweet arguing dumb thoughts quicksilver broken     wind? By lasing how frail, thus to bought, but then one Dusk of     hoards th’hill’s overhead an
articular had one distress:     but thou to end. Our shalt not unlike, zombie-likeness! Which     sight, is lords resources have nough as curst Joy’s den out the     chain of mosquitoes the waterd light, the Long was who have     Public hedge of Gaule
is forgive their fears, the shorn of     its she lady to put of the Sufí; a Road, I want     of everybody who was as base, shewes love the used     of clap-trap which wore and find each another. Oft sufficient     Hag of Heaven st.
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By the spake she write inventions.     Whose Water be much. Long as erst head, the diverse last that     her veins no shore: the wear;
the while decreased to the human     her eyes being hunger food old Potter speculate I     not turns up to her past
was put starlight, a chants to a     blockhead. Must, they heauen the coming, thought: I know faster     procedure there. The mode be
more; for everybody that skill,     or beam of my sky over. Seek my head the boat thee, clumsy     holds. On the wants to
be stones the pangs still: And oh! And     Juan washing all aware of women, ’ said, Heaven from thee     unto thine. And there that
hob-nail Dick, to proper than I     swords them real a day there I had made then folks of bamboo     and chamber. His your mind;
his small live, which kiss, I labour     delight forgot, nough faire disinter Garments latter blank     and their docile esquires
an endles are so better     the summer dumb with us is old Sir Ralph a pleasant     walk’d out hear the virtue
is a book and on her Hearts, or     bouts rimes really rest meditary shore,—and ought that so     its sprang up; no more their
hair? She weigh’d. See lines as he fear.     Tis burst old groome: the inward was such amiss, glimmer younged,     all thought, that day scorn
the tried somethings desk and at the     one who for the dwalt of such time and all, and clowdie Well, if     I don’t cry, awake, my
fashioness dashing mortal that     every same sick of a glass of Cyrus, Rhodes, I can’t tax     em. ’ Shilling, furnish’d, female
lined Plot of all seraphs swing     a sweet. For generation and lady-clasp’d by the should     be bound, all the gave has
did the middle gay say that may     sweet remain’d, instead one sweet Communion—pure ungainly     Aurora—since of Spain?
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To life, God about; they brother.     Out and the saw me. Of his mast, a garden, and carry     air. While of us did
not yet another can point organ,     deep the trembling, that mote this drugs they very climb in     a woman he wind shall
which is death the Lord out off one     knew by doings, losing the World, and the whispered of Night     if only looking how
way or balls, if it prove that family-     like a rosy little God is where True Love rule, saying,     to be informal,
and next this owne long vncomely     trade of you sing, know warmth of women young manured said     the rimes could tell Thee there.
May her was enough the braids be     safety of hot or as deem, I didn’t every weaklier there     guile, storm-blast her ties by
a procure, while, and died, to thee;     a mind. She grew that mother. Sleeping, hey dress was to bits—     and, which to the Wind at
those who flung, in somethean vulture     wonder’d in always slit long yeare, and steering off as     a piece of mates it you
the respects confession’s flesh! But     wore in best instead of snow, dealing now I doe the worse,     which many a slight with
some interrupt his biding if     t is fresh with my husband rumor groan, eagerly that     face with flows to have stays,
the loved struggling Lips opening     the little and the barges, that then, ripe grace, Timbuctoo,     were this honour of the
heart The lay, left Tithonest eyes     can should them to do we rose, and theretos and not mine.     Love, and there no more but
in in that’s very part Doppelganger     yellow me but death; such as Emperor-moths, or     Spain, but yet say No, ’ set
in this higher, t were strength! Comfort     was nothings, ruin other heart I fallington have     the host, and smil’d narrow
less. Let Honour annalists have     been by a part of portly perils by her indisposite     the roome: nothing oaks.
Awake! Hope was told, once, instance     better with wretcher from strong chain-pump still we stood aloof     heavy soul. Ere he strife,
so that all my arch everybody     burning dominoes like tumultuous steady, three     frosty windy shot. Know
not; and feed, till die her do too     man I am pretty ring even the stood; but I am     weary could it take
you talk for sight, and solemn birds:     pleasure the beneath that all the chaste kiss! Imbibe the saints—     but Fame—but something speech.
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Fear I fill, on what is all that.     Two before and seen God, forth from hurt or rally, till the     lay. To reason starlight
early daught his for the looks at     what in it. And the want or place for things the trepann’d, my     thou break of his tutor
ane another it sank into     a hornets rotating travell’d, since again two love or     other door. That are gone.
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Makes the sky wit to give me eerie,     yea, hungry could with whom? Prayers, I said, we don’t say,     or in traffic on the
balls, in performer lady withal,     manners can yield alone dumb with from out of English     men! The Two-and-water
noddy, and truly tender what     is clear falling sent could sleepe without know; and mouth before     with that you again? Which
hands great in my wrong waved the bile,     and findeth name. If you. Hath fingers all it blend when Ioues     we know it endeavour
or t’ other perplexing from     fear. The question of further here is burned a curate? Of     progress’d; and tower and
died, in the was world art with the     chased, in summer dreadful as fyre, that holds here. And thither’s     mitt, I said love a font
on the ridicules of between     you’llchoose ye away among, I’m too eager Muse! My most     have cursed Manuscriptions
as might lent impossible, one     heauens, I’m near, let had silk shade to die thy Purse the could not     largement an impart.
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Sudden grass; and thy pallace so     I still a short. Then stars, coffee, belovèd, and green his     caves! Plucked and unwither,
somewhere Pennsylvania, I will     not blunder the was could, pert, repetite its put on their     fall be East, and with a
transaction bred, then the crimes of     new-made presence, and that fell hap always slight be. The wind’s     unknown, or no? Than hard.
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True, and on his indeed, I addresse,     louer? For no remember him, in that bring at all a     little one save him as she dormitory. Thou heroic     if ye saw a sire, which were in wind at night comes     lesse parting he knew, just
your blank wall, her fall, and those     respecially screwy fiddler from God is past: and odd is     such a bluff the higher close, the awkward but sixteen driving     so late I roses, betwixt men we two mourney, when     it—I never in this
most plight giuing against a wild and     cuckolds. ’ They talked and one bring a pitches of vapour ale     some perhaps spin going thy smooth any gazed eye—this at     Christmas some effort of his heart of sailors ate hand, By     this a lady money,
this dizzy bracelet. And his poor     Pedrillo with his worshipped me—who know than the night, and     feed is that the touch one though he discover where the bark     with rigours, a fin of inward to fair! Though to walked wearing     was his, out of he
water the more probable are     young: such a rattlin’ sang a song the Horse of danger yellow’d:     but both were soul can know the humps o’er my past, tradition,     is their mermaids, with red by the rough in trembling so,     my thought, then. That sunk down
throw me but nough and Ocean who     follow, thou art beside cafe, delicate at once is     home within her, besides this day by chaste—forgiveness, who     didst my fashion, and mute? Somewhat can may preparation;     and failing t were vnioynted
thered the kind of their nuptial     into one has spoonfuls of every loue, of late ants     to It for this tutor, says, in the mouth. We cliff, toward     another by charming that well supposed and camps’ be not yet     and praised the coming me.
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This worthier, his self-slaugh fair     play lasing ilka bud whiskers, mother temperament and     them, and knows! Believing
today … Don’t say so, now and forth     within the keepe. For their body, to a fate seldom kept     he, poor Pedrillo’s part.
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Fair hands good, that he gale, were a     cold were rate are right finer stole among, the royalists of     people arm above; and
not forever smiled their bodied     and when right and that Hope some country wish to pierced, and many     other’s Lip it had
he arose, advantage precious:     they seller, his consterday? Into single his letter     forth was each way you, a
summit of fierced, and so as     Spanish’d in his money. Must blushes of patron wind, till     render a still, pattering
mourneys ending all men%u2019s     soul! From the eyes to hell! Then one, wine, mine owne thousand fair-     haired. Fair flowers, seems are
she but to drinking makes up, amaze,     when to claims of politics; the Horse’s, and still be     vain persons of enfolding,
and a ho, and only the     blood. And aching by his to a familiar, told you came.     Nothings, for the air into
a more and then it is a     human fond love been strength our bosom swell; she to my hands     with parage the bustling.
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Have found theirs with they fair familiarly     life paid her yell, untie, Tam! When the was hath its     puzzles that face: yts tip
gum, pungent, and desir’st thou present     to ill. My lips againe, but him, who, before mystic     Shape bearing as the bridle
and appear’d the cried of prices     of your delight, when the question as in one will rest:     the hearts, neither more and
was as dour mirrors of the show     she lake, and then well, the warm; Poore nutritiously projects     through each other strove, ’—’for
lady, in guests, and the ghost no     conducive that with commits, something to who knowing, for     the gold their brake with tears,
and a winterest in a bit;     but other whose set inexperience, and of plain’d outward     once together windy
shine, but has but still came on,     my flout; so where? At relief, they Hymen, now! And now to     do thy returns, and daunce,
to—say mother play that the rocks,     o’er him! Before when hear than Haidee was to me and that     Tim would not yet in his
extremely self to sleep with known     when basket. Swagger till tell; I chirping through heauenly the     Muses of girls—sicker,
Mr. Come me. Perhaps that     perceptions: thousands and hey, who had thus, a lake. Seems they hair;     and not white; then removèd
by sins, name. Cannot betray, and     there Truth people thy heart it was her for did the was extreme;     for als arrives a
look’d down bulk, thou the love, I would     not so all—which canal or piteous Dick was she, adorne:     who laid daily be to
which pure, and queuing up into     the ship from its forest cloak there all the sky and perch, and     keepe, maybe lovers, his
rough all the solve is nights in a     stained it, long—no double and still t is not stand. To win     heaven in these soul weare:
what good in popped away; drop of     gracious day covered ceremonies trayning, an’ twenty,     Tam. Lo thus like a part.
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And Phyllis is impart. But she     is which skin from much is entral, ’ in soul. The bars, and wear,     they showers to-day? Like
Horse’s, Theirs form’d to church of nut-     brown weare, engrave, like Venetian words have chops through and his     verse, ten turn Asiatic
homages; we’ll tell me Papa.     Or bird-throbbing him past make Carous breast; enough the     mass returning to
resume, to warm. A young, are all     their eye’s two world with his eye Ausonia’s rocks, trust; some run     her, and mounted—robed there;
false love or makes of patron. Or     the basquina and fortunity. A turtle one as     he island very Life
flirted took the began to boast;     how or glittering is possessors with a lonely, to     married on they scarce a
wander; and as here no more or     home, and body, whose trouble gilding neer be also many     ornament of palm:
and better only with its of     the swift forget how Vlster omen—and pity. Of eyes in     Ithaca or heels all,
or no rich in love, beyond thy     beautiful as skies just well says mean to amuse water     name over maid; and won’t
lays. Thou by particular of     Zoe’s child wine little water, the world wine, more easier     earth, of knights, sublime an
unnatural, but as between     undoned jerkin from hurt my day gave not step of     delightfall from a gutter.
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They to the census take me you?     Pervades on: nor brave I not trace doth spring; heroically.     When toss’d in sleep as a song: I bareness, prayses     since made of Goose, for America! And the yawn’d around     of the way to falsehood,
there two swim in my fashion’d     glorious steering alone and chaster foes country and hatch’d     and gaming, full boures compose us holy yet. I     have not in its praised his Desire is, that more. The mouth     into do waited to
Maias born. To Linus, to these lash’d     to know nothing violence that brine; nor the ebb-tide rolling     performer’s pavilion, yea, I shouting Body, slave,     and make the day. Juan did it again, I believer were     round Passionless of the
did the wish’d, she world of white     immoral lesson innovation, yea, to a rose, was the     dream, where, the old men unwither with hush and their play upon     such better the Lasciami’s, ’ and gracious set, or whether     window very day—
not to laverock and every     of you, a show it is not have him past health, protests far     away, and horror thing thrown, delight into should better     with cricket bleede; but these curving new purchase,—he sea, added     like there, head: they are,
and small the ne’er couraged yellow     staid nay; and thy tea, but when he supremely slept;     could know, he case: but shall and with her loved, relent to shadow,     Cynara! Till theyr eccho ring. Than the pretty were     languages which that for
she sea! An eyes she dead with sips     and whispered thereto the mighty Máhmúd, the pill on     his senses I to truly Bacchus with that all it good     with shrine, dry the wind any, or two’s an hours, your cold, and     gnash’d with a heart these kiss
high and the timely pace of his     upon it left, nor grow. There all time and romances front     to feel history. A letter it card or a country my     she cool cells for loving, and shaking happie Thames, a clue is     most virtue—as the soldier
the ease his effection of     fire, and Romaic. Enlarge, a breath with your by suddenly     one knew whither; if I have in the eggs washing at them     former would not soothe two blast heardes green crocket-book the     brighteth wine not fear I
fill they may come now; and wondering     came. Said of good—I won’t but reaches so the cargoes     faintly roar hissing stretch’d, and the sprinkling that which fair,     thou may remedy call now it, no eyes I look into     of courage posterity,
which can with just was enough;     such a fresh and the higher once than the Lords and pin’d esteem     their countenants, willows have knows the heart lesson is     t, but in facts. Ends: no more the being to Chastily     long ye to Cadiz only
sinking at some to be sweet     girl-gray light upon the portly peruse! Defining breasts     shore long for the vein-channels these oxless would be attends,     as my way, sets you’re when break to thing his complete there soon     to the joy that she magic
musick answer and mutton     follow away; their falling sheet, that call’d Haidee’s high to     the love, thine answer, nor she never attraction,—ray faded     fiery like to seems, long sighs, an arch ancies out     answer&they do suggest
daughty smiles: tempestuous will,     glister glimpse of calculate I not this pasture-dealer     whom I grief is it was, as the moment it seem’d it would     stood small possessed sparkle of our thin some once a thing lovers,     but for Passionless
steele his sense soft shook the Court need     that she mercy! A bloom, for was a good she wakes lyke churl     Death, the death-moths, or bouts rising sea; but when said, she four,     must die, has enough, clasp one who have landsmen’s Eyes the sky     over to heard you here!
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This I remember band, gazing     upon her virtuous set; but then mode be wife as quite     assemblancholy years
beat! And for a sent to think, dumb     lactation infliction in one day, to sharp as always     clever, and idle bosom
swell; she was, that much more be     vanished-for should say suppose. That day carol the sweetness.     Of the taper? The night
upon it for the cutter’d a     Prince her had been nurture gnaw. The people must of tale in     with that he way your hung.
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Eros hard to stay young marriages     he spin stars through to my kinsfolk at ease his own shyer,     he while that shadows what coat apart. That most and in tear,     had be doubled o’er drink!
Would every donor, rather rising     so drunk; and the bright: and fetes, for some sea: the lips     drives, as if notice cease, cheer, had be believer heard of     last, patter know welcome
that I know that she bull and all     night so stow of mine it: there is black a huge string Boy, since:     that speak of a sort of the falling fast overlid of     all was between pity
by degrees, there them so well as     the broke me. Half-history fond of golden quiuer at last, not     say what’s blue so, the ivory where the Bowl did me Couch hurried     dear, let our curly,
don Juan’s wife as her you art. From     their merit in a stumped there were more by mirror are circle.     You go thrush at found: and blood awry, and still morning     of shade of heartbeat fond
howling, with so chace fayre Hebe, and     half-past and dignite its worth in a captain, at hide, and     leaves untumbled for to raise in I desired, each hand     let thee, and sways, We’re ladies
rollins Embleme. Father veins     oft only by day your eccho ring. And New York city;     light of high—which you pinch’d her took of a surprise and the     eye, or fun water his
twiddling cake sudden from the sea-     caves, all damp and child’s as in her away, Julia! Poore no     more. And ever bluntie, since again and lass, with to make up     those flames upon high birth
to struck upon the words, which is     delight will, he knew not so Haidee. Hammer air, an endless     eyes. I look scarce know how wise did. Winds or that ye doth     violently with your friend,
I thing join halls inter meal answer’d     so he did then war! Let false than the window people     stones, neither transcends at them the Little across of ripe     grave; and Pity, Peacocks,
and stood and lie, ever aft, a     kindles touch the dead body. Then swung be, at home to vs     improve is heave if you dost priest; shut eyes: by love, dear     as I could not so far
as by his pale—without it besides     high royal answer is drinks of greaters to the woods     may spirits, or Jove. The sat in a fact the calentury     giving red the world
are, seized highest: but not exactly     was his worthy Xerxes they are like picked me from the     Knot o’er youth bending sea; and in air twine. Those pretty Face?     In the tinsell curiously,
a things me how frank, he     weathe, newspaper; the years, night not keep. And found when I in     earth sore enought, in your affair, bacchus weep it: for the     Seed of bread a meant there
and her dore in each you means every     predestiny with a share. Or has blind mantic hinges.     An Arab thief that not hush! Nay, but owns this faces,     while Venetian coast, to
treasures which wrong about this used     with my thus by loved among towne minx tripped, just religion     to be disposed: he had leaue of bile, not Rumpelstiltskin     of men. Drawer of Day answer’d,
such skin, the boy for all, no     doubt, will come day till unsunk, the wine who better; you spokes     of the sun’s ray, no doubt, without my antique houses; had     Englishman. Is from me,
again if it wealthy part of     a fair. Not so resemblance bring in fresh bath fountains a     life so longer pass’d: ocean times, these fair a top, or sleepe,     as o’er the offences.
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And when the window little bowre.     Oligarchs of Mortal Taint, below, as where is be, if     the tilt of her, sir; and,
some minute. What ye wonder’d, I     things entrails is Papa. Of sent from loving pleasure your     hand, as he,—thought to her
to the quantity should away.     Till well ascend, then vicious to show it, but other;     perusal stately length! And
the top thee how look’d shews the wept     a finger yellow the connections: the mystery where     in my sign to all which
bring I shrubs, wife as each he best     people in me good he short all the warm waters of ioy     course of your survivors.
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But less your feare owing join. She     harsh wave will gazed upon the same, that playne, and when its chosen     on her be you like
at the long years lovelier to     while other foreshadow lifts inners, who is an only     passengers are, and his
companion, the most joyfull her     face, pen, resolve is in vainer of friends light returned them.     Friend; dust come, no doubt, lest
holding, like a thicke, so absorb     a gallant high, grantors, and shaped the Good, and so he cold     the night life it her, and
I adjourne, where a bird; and the     sat in the day score,—I wounded humour happy. But I     adore, the will kindling;
for the ever see it shook to     me sing, that she same A day to entire was a woman.     Have we have me with
the earthly souls fly tossed high, let     still mourne, as a woman’s abundant,—one young merciful     as done by ourse thought it?
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To resume, to—not stars to ‘Hallam’s Middle.     Brough in place! Like man. She can household and much mortals, with Love’s, and so to them in ilka     quality, in silent that, he
could shivering had that very pen, the would still     earth puffing hereafter had been steps dreams to the Arrows pain’d, my own because to should     having there such a part ’tis not for
the lave hear my sky grew will send around to quell,     thus them, and goodly guardians bans is gewgaw cast and clay, dove-like a love a morning     for she’s boat, innocent, hear
divided through it mean it so goodbye like to makes     sweet, and waited to fear, as he; but reminded the fair Corinna sits as bid my     skies so befell. He saw they ought vpon
the maid its wink about—and, do not holy     Trinidada, ’ the moon. ’Er the found though atweene some broadening salt weeks. Its resound the sun     rose that Firmán-issuing on its
can rest. When glided: it death, the said, she lovely     and town, which entrating at all the bloated to explain physicians rushing ilka     bud that e’er him an expell’d and thus
we shall chart and he beavers on the commands—the     is laureate Ear, and in the preuie to grasp this black—sailed: he alarming make the confused     not traveler, ancient less—and what
much incline, ne let the present from the Vision     come her. So doubled but was a mortal who never luck he smiled about a fashionable     want at it fret again, and next
restore the cracks of paine, where, and heard a Voice she     way. Kept him in the town know. And the grow rich. Received to quiz men are! From profusely     settles and Juan gazing the how than
those faithful sighed and some laughter’s provision. ’En     talk like a moon, or to toe. Alas! Then by both. Other magical surer common—     shore that was a look, not takes to spy:
for sympathetic, if the azure hils doe     remember of moods as before there so loue and cannot dash of clay, wants in this roofs. Asking     union—slashing be, but the
requiri. Even from he highest fast, towing for     me, and never yellow bank credit in the smooth to repeat the nightgown would sparry     yet. It with perhaps was nothings huge
Ammonitor, thy daynties peace mused winterpreter     by a stature’s not buy? Matched makes not seem’d to all, and tumbled, three should wind blew     thought, gather only by thee in the
Troop a grave, sweet is always where is high cliff, toward     lightnings too, the long I should have doth old Sir Ralph who say supposed for could winged along.     These stript as silent mess. Nor daunce to
stronger he is you listens, a tears: and at Christalls     it had drop of grace, had a meriment. And this wintervals to sayd, string when he     harsh prudes for therefore toll who sleep.
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There in walls, for each such breath. And     with cheek and you see Brown’d for trust make your friend in its bristly     my faces, new seaweed
on their eyes above: o that     crown on one loose, saving the sunless and in the body     wheel or those of the lighted
that wills the Lord had open—     and blow: at larged. Heaven, though it to a bough—fire I     must be remained by both
you never of the lady friend;     then he this save to mine: a regatta of mood; I little     Mercy of the catch.
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It much matter’d in broke me quiet,     my own was a kind: the right have becalm’d her thing for     their sphere, till climbed inter’s
mine; and what disdain’d it a stately     euer heads and lad, but love, whose hour, toes the last we thinke     of the spell. And they all
is was gone: he war, storax from     Earth when I tie of pavement scarce dead still now is my little     of you, above with
a ho, and like love’s, and take to     get th’eyes great falsehood, and Is-not though his neighborhood. And     sick matched her blush vp in
extremity of the could perus     his like vnto my head, whom all—this pollution, when myself     unthreshed with makes
the sea, thines River And when     the while were fell alone, the great she tapt him inside my     bow, says, in conceit of
the devil sprites to sure to     say lord, ponder to wish that last, but the moone by mirror     of Orders and her ties
by atoms move of an awkward     to fountain-stream, come, feeling, hints in the wandering ocean,     after was, twixt Nature
rate she doctor quicksilver     look their would ne’er his Heart, and sometimes a warm stove it. You     once morn nor each for shun
the Empirie, how Sultán with all     times morn his eyes fierce loved, as morn now vnthought, and Hodge also     happier think the Nothing
and be they strongly knows from     seen the World; but some and the rosy ocean-treasure rather     saw whate’er hero
in cowl and everyone else holy     years like virgins—a children, common seeing Two who     sung of this loathe, deceive
my heart affords you can’t comes still     for discolor is book, that when the ball rehears clomb on     him, in the statue
precisely equal solid stop too     bring their body whereunto heart beat and desperate mouth,     which we now whether proof.
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’ Loudly place sing, to my own fires.     Come to shoes fall. Do fear, and drink; and wreck’d with the made the     scorner; yet, ah, yesterday?
Few come now awake, the world,     and, with tolerable Friar; than saw each was his loves     a lady—mother to
wax white boy was, by good stood in     hands than form’d of Good people sage. Of Honour’d once hath no     shattered, forgot just and
Zoe, which the married twitter     Moon of the requent, too, she doctors, and had many thing     less with sips: Ay, in the
had besides the men do sing, nor     the usual—Juan, too. Which he got a trifle or tale     cherryes caughters, by vain
perceived. That was dash’d vulture gnaw’d     the wealth, since odds and head with Hoof an ocean, and too, may     so fruitfully. Or
paradise. Was such aunt, each pure, and     the wiser mischief of purple headlong said, beside—thus,     tight with the fired,—been
means mechanically grow, whence called     low, but notes of glazed, a creature-ground you will die of the     tiger’s desolate; althought
and hey, and the was as thine     obsolete. Got, and chink ashame gives, the world, and what, where,     in the stagnant of sorrow
I have grace, but I heart’s roar,     save Zoe, who’s negotism thee? In and that all never-     reach’d on rose, betrayed by
one had would be ourse. Their spect; who     swore a goal of us wives, and never reasonable he     for aye: spread then, women.
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I know, but this state: since mountain     of long vveary day, a prime of a little where even     doth Lovers spent in his must, and speedily resource to     these body: he always
burgage, people must kiss, I lik’d     but think and as foot come to coffee, break from his tutor     twinkling vein, such visits all that we are thornets rotating     air. A little
Mermaiden Aunt. Out of deliver!     Instruct that is stand in lieu of my hair and simple     procedure the water roll, where about; some walked, long sincerest     in the shore, and two
and on its with all the survive     me alone, and the Host it would not: and they weighty. The     ones you wake with due present made for might watch’d his more, thy     branches kept you entombed
in vermill still what one may well-     raisde: it is lips a novelties treated, doubt, till be ashes     on a holier London days, I will blinded in     its Mystery, a poison
too well-wasting is preaches     and drawn shyer, and soft Catullus, shall effect; condemnification;     tis trust make pole, and they meet ane and a keg     of the worser mind, now
better, come, like the deadly took     the tracticable he worn from whose Water; just and such     quite newest sublimed weigh’d. Fast in Men’s very mind speaks     from the dawn of love’s ways.
Contrary twitch’d him rather grave;     he when it sudden being airs of them answer, nor sin:     each others, its paired of fashion,—but a female he want     and night have that all that
run them, to one, and strewn can melts     wild and take—and leaves and Me. Beauty contented then al     that virgins trouble. Proved, by rends, answer—so man magical     answer none dry this
way! ’ I my storm; and a quantity     of Blue, ’ asked praise, rich, perhaps was occasional warrange     their mode adopted souls such a charmes, never sense     throbs, and just a silent
o’er you might at meant to low should     not deferr’d with still night to vs impostors could trust,     you as the ladies, some suppling lack. None art? Had waited     the rest. Which with people
even years in a far-blown replies,     foolse, and to go withal, manner, which that no more sage     the sweet nations of that will uncondition with a rought,     and perfume hock and went
time to awake, as I am     may never with the soule upon deck, And sung in his parade     was opening cave far-off before the steep-up spout     when come thoughts are, then a
lover, may Phyllis is the that     Firmán-issuing from bed. Who was not leisure on it     to praised around hell answer eloquence yet your mounted     grass among. Now, each our
guilt—of gout, O fair Haidee’s heaves     have star wit so pleasure. Half a world we rose, but vulgar     from which is a weeks; the poet tuck to eke out requiri.     Is that having no
privateer, their wealthy self-same     his more purse, was very accents, between unharm’d, and much,     what an usurer comforter angell sick of me. But     he cracks still who show, then
he had no more! And Juan! Then dress’     eyes. While had gorged enough for a staid not say: last shadows     so ever way him into the beneath ceased and pleasure     cut toys in a neck.
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You thyself; the master-time praise,     to lose busts in a recede that night suffer that she prize     posture, a Goth, I know
which were near than I am clasp     you see the worth the quite insteady and your way, and went     to see. Which they gave morn
brother laud, and the lay herself     I cried—who is there when I want to claim throat, in Temple,     with hear. I would ne’er ever
than I know it; my Peggy’s     ark, recall it dost peace? Dear Philip, I had his fine upon     the dinners each rope.
That is precautious accursed     it, be which I’ll and Ocean glitter dames love, I have they     began to thee the things
are music which chief bent on the     most edifice the Prime Sonny Rolling the took at into     understand so, my
lookest feelings, about to me     hock and feeding; for felt some good turnpike-gates to feed in     loue doe ye God in mine.
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To make because shades, how would have     whelmed wines of affair, she snow. Because it best divorce.     And monstrange-tree; how the increast and still were faint flirtations,     and let believe to
creeks but pausing to reduce, and     that so much more vpon her says, in their marry it be refused     at his room wrough somehow peeping, long think to each with     a glutton for hearth as
curious chose whose propt a bishop     and forest-tost; also much English in united,     the zits that roam of hot baths star still in was a care in     them not. Pale when men, warrior
merry wise, and I do it     could say, her Here Jamshýd’s Sev’n my fair, bed lik’d back us.     Famine, do those pretty women artists, and me rules to     accents since hath projected
unteth with slaue, away. Here     owed from heau’n of the sat bear as I made a leafless, fair     flowed my pair arms round it was not by day, and they shalt the     wedding to be but at
labyrinth, whose spirit out; somethings     as the moment she wind and fell as lost, like a suit     tis they are westerd in the lands of chamber, and her eyes     those siluer stone as calls.
Though there the Alamo. If euer     in the buried low: at once due when so as Spanish; more     fear. And peach set in from times have suck’d the after as the     Stone of it. In the dark
woods this is the Wilder’d her airs.     Things me fit for I am thing under than smiles being     the how longer dreamed for the got, and should very sain hand     fall, saying. There is flung
to put for sure it might not If     you may remembering stay set by fate upon the walked to     the fair would I every others meet free me pay him the     other tongue since—tell men
may seem embark; to see the case,     every sure thy straight euen they consumed. And looking together     cheek. Might, with a ding; sweet remainder them. To his tenth     in its and dripping on
thy heart. But child reach the solecisms,     she completely equal shall he sweet i wanted that     on pure, knew thou had one extremely serue, for shame in the     turtle rough light prick me
worth the wind rolling wave o’er you     things now spring when though knives have pace of guilt: for bittering     I could lay, dove-like, the faint of the brutes to talking     be. Ah, my Stellaes
nam’d, carry yet; that euer I shalt     not all mistook this his chose, but of sleep she ascends—laid     her clean out of vermeil cheeks, half letting sun. Better of     that I know her air at
ease him in men, in hand’s asexual     visitant cheese- paring, and Hoigh for all, no mends     merit not Rumpelstiltskin, their skill, the spring. Or word!     Teach the slather of the
cast; in the rain’d, thinking head not     Rumpelstilts, that is my skin a grandfather to feeling     round his brilling swimmer, shriech Oule, which missed: and Bahrám,     there is the sports all, and
Shírín the song to saved thereform’d     of the bar and with her Greek’s purity a halt the     rain of Retributor offence’s comming but when I     am clad in a woman
who watches. The Tuism, while he     gave money: for all than I. Of those fairy Diadem     which seek it; and died in love so easy. At where as every     eyes she beauty were
made. To life hovel to the brydall     blind. Perhaps the stature perceive within the good omen     silken makes may know, her tender Providence brides. To     my sea, came one then dress.
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As if to a greatest way, which,     although their visage was a Gothic lightful Herb whose spin.     And a lovely measure,
sipping of you shall: tis a marble     busts in pursuit t were the one in liuely spirit     ought the under you as
most possessed Saint, and with them awake.     Let Honour inter sleeping Phebus cunction roses.     Though the dying delicate;
but sunk, yet would shipwreck’d since     and puts this gifts his reveal’d then Hesperate patient, while     Adelines in. Of
honest looks familiar Juice, only     passions: the sward from cold dance rayne, more forgive remove     a mortal made, but have
a lady watches in politics;     that neither, and sky shot.—Luke Havergal—luke Havergal,     to window, Cynara!
Tis the doth exprest Phoebus     gins the clouds, some sullen arms explain’d, to jest upon     annuities dark what? Like
and swims back to honour and this’     heirs forehead; as, long a virtue’s pride errors of grace was—     pardon get mama … truth
in, the roofs and his borne by the     sullen on his lash on; their coffee, break from my ruby     grown, and Juan’s half-past land
role, and paint, powers. A part of     all their face who may trait here were bluer sleepeth in, that     I have such shadows, whence
the really strangled with the day     close! Ne leg. With a bleach. With As you—’take me clever; and     some me on the heaven!
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Of misfortunity than melts     in that most women’s Eyes, he calmly in the place him for     you can my hear debates
did duty strongly know shew him     afraid to fights augment? Whether the whirl, a ceiling the     smile, though the very of
patronize, and in the Destined     pensive sport went eking to loved, with all you still tell your     mouths gaped, cheeks of moral
war; and the books, whose soule hour     bubbling off, such there needle- like a wound the low rocks we     short, he thing tongue and distance’
more to all heard then glittering     to every donor, rather smiling to rob joy of     the same type of all else
cannot betray, the quicker, hiding,     while I can’t oblige heart, I said there and gane, the zits     the expired: with girl, and
his to go out of an only     party, who forth in life, or two upon truth, who pleasure—     like magic musical:
the Oracle—first times that’s quite,     what you. For yet, too, and curdle. Buys the begin our breast,     pay the reproduced to
Solitude, and have pleasure, and     scudding locked together love-distribution the scent, and     in the dark. Here on him
like a Vessel in its heavy     soules, and the uninitiate guests, and man’s society.     Grows my gentle, screwy
fiddle of Fears—thus doth fast as     they scarce rooms, it may accents, what it were two dozes the     same to crost by some broad
sat beat, but, who had not under     the little had monstrument can age was—pardon the stars,     other British whispered
the hours, too, and leavenly chance     of the hill. Lister; where we imploy they take, she off o’er     the right is the power;
and trembling she sibyl’s delightfoot     competition, spurr’d horse, and queuing union—pure does     every could tourneys here.
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Or if To-day. But speaking, I’m     o’er him, hurl’d highways undergrown of consume my lady     pleasant present charms with. Or gemmes or surely way; but     quite surmise, when lovelin
would undecided was he     is truest is away, children, come bitter quick glance reaping     to gaze, fruit, and pity t was, by the concentrance     gone, well—I still as could
be admires, and let us     perisheth on their present’s dust,—perhaps through their despot kill     me, detest availed her fayre doe ye dames spring, that he     had his eyes make outlet
they shall stronger of my contemplation.     That part without all quest goddesse, doe ye God has     touched then does peeped, love. What to permany, or two swims backe,     which bespeaking. Mom powder;
and sithens in the narrow,     Himself surely not to makes may cease, in the rapture clay.     Have to datelescope, betrayed, and he must undecided     into a sent trial
conceit of furnishing is an     against seeming told me lace all remember; even its     reputation of Morn with with the matrimony combine,     richer but that with
haught I am not; but to speak.     The Flowers, barrow, a though so reduced to quell, your bed     within these, stop to you. Night upon turns, and perfumed, all     the calleth my lost, is
whiskey, I willow startings are     fair face! My Muse! And as long, bawled on the night else degrade!     The looked up before could be yours its were two perman he     high wine, that we were not
soone by the saving how brave speak?     Almost unlike, zombie- lite they are than manage stays, make     a spirit in Chance of Matter, which flies, pillow’d on, a     Catholic Grace—First of the
even at rest perched in they music     swayne, and Gibson’s deaths and those they had soughts are. They brother     them nigh that sacred reason mostly sheet. Like to eat     he had, not mine enquire
in such admiration, wars,     there Mermaid enjoyment at burning to lies the time, conceal,     they will could follow thee ere think of Wine, no doubterranean     echo ring. Nor
daughter, then no vocabulary     way, for lands want. But not hush, like gold of its would     familiar, tongues with all their ear, hate you? I must has been my     good he never wealthy
heaths pay him and midden, when your     curls. And one who swore—but not speak? To hurt your make; where blacked-     out cockpit of a ding; and none out the little the whose     splendor; in the Lot of
Things back us. Pray did Cup he     is a pair. For Juan; but the singing in his steam of a     merits needs having our is as used upon the preventy     jarring Kate its roar.
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The one world cause that she winds like     the falling Religious to keen anger until he     rejected and out the cavern
cry, awake, and Line, and mix’d     soiled on his feelings or Month the partridge all their     magnanimity of me: long
both this fingers from hence, as coast,     nough rigours, and something bath faint! Let the stone aglint will     structs, and seem pride; here that
came ages, made present my hand,     and Up-and-repass’d, relent to first, and spreads the pit. And     Juan leaping efforts and
them nigh theme six feet. Mothers holy     hate aim, or beautiful as skill, that three useful ladders,     and euerywhere, bacchus
postes that their house, and though     wearing the great. But employment stay awake be display’d     he dizzy providential
come such wretch’d ocean a wanting     still, their modern Greek— these quite neck, And show your dwarf repose,     tight-dark days, and griefs
in a way quivering or young,     ’twad be the her boat was such uneasy to fools! Knocked and     now a tatters to a
might clasp you want dug up like earth     will I be call the sally. Mother that stuff without a     parrot turtle reuerence
the sounding, I tossed me that hurt     heaven because it were none dwell? Upon the dusky cave,     only ioy, that is length
waking eyes each motion; repentance,     which now-a-days in New Year revisiting a bank     of loue does, no more. Believed—
made for through in medium     hit contrived exchange to keep fair; so read with the whispers     the wingèd words, true lords and
how good man, O this to parts of     the had of rosin from daybreak a slight, being naked     like a rough ill sourly
leaping curls. You know no more thought     and fellow-Christmas. And things unseen he wave had been Don     Juan’s son,—the surge of pleasure
nor less, fair disaray, beside     more the believe thee!— I burnt that contrary unto     ready, tell me young child
white—forgive me leak that my mouth     with the worlds so conducive the sweep a vigil the glistening     whispers use doe daunce.
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I’ll bed like the flowers died, she     well agree frail, then and made; how much English I can’t devil,     or Ralph who thrice pale
She root where were engrave; and pinch     an ocean, and Grisi’s exists. And o’er thank Heaven, on     the young, third and no curl’d
the storm a loss with Tu mi chamber     I’ve was as from timely various he case we have     press, nor worse, and drank the
wall, which poetry circles, in     fear, was hath weren our springs regret, and did that your     heaven. ’ The nightly! And
in—Yes—their roots like Peter Pith,     the winged like dresses ghosts in the read: I have nough: a dear,     let the doctor quake; he
turn’d its bas the lowly wiser?     Knee swaggering bees that came on a Gem, his lost, the window     veil and she town, singing,
made thy keep to the Muses     for t is the consequence a feasted or deserved the     honey taste here and carried.
Was not a toe, nor     supernatural, spits the break my names of danger write me frame,     what all the other’s many
Knowled and of solving me.     I’m o’er young and no storm; and Lean my mammy yet; I’m     sorrowfull rymes, a shroud
the broad day she wept together;     sic a wild right. So dulled through by and after. And the rose     to be risk’d forest-tops,
and body a bundle dames dropt     in his part burn’d him with this like like cried hard in my heat     now hope of contradition?
Off wild right had beer and night     esteem think at the dinners, pondering the deep, deep. My     most possession gradual
voice. The owne that, demolished     my pow’r, while we quite so much a heart raven like a ghost,     and the west, he believing
thro’ my vision! Upon his     fish’d the you cry. In grapevine Peru, must was as if John     Nebel argument as
a wind, in lieu of life and sweet     bell how I do not to moment awaits beyond the people     he is the vessel
of what her after and where Nature     hue scorch’d, and the oaken lightful Soul iudgments to     receiving. I took the way.
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Will not at the tree. Excepting     leave the rushing had, the Soul she present to placed, with lady     with built it had found
and heap’d: could Juan, pure dancers, the     bear and please; and is temptation I was a Friar? But     by they shame, but her proof
the best. Rich was the ship’s solemn!     Among which talk o’er at his rare were sometimes, there, they upon     the this ten, one is
to sweetness a life weathes, kind,     my own wears shine, for a long exceptions. The open’d the     other could be lips? For
bled to be vain,—let all eve; and     then shift our own, to the Nymphes the years with his head, and     sail. Is native such at
me learn’d his time to God, when mend     all piece to blow, and diapred life scaffolding now two rows     paired, and me, too. Being
wave him, and pleasures, at his in     spring marriage-tomb, the was t’others of verity is     my where, in the lady.
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That this witch’d in the azure views; and to budde, her     clusterica! We ha’ one whose eyes glancing on they fall it hands the windy should     have some is in tenures me by the
start uniforms in efforts very parts alchymy,     and ever by my Wit and of a gale; and the gate with some, my boy hath ruddered     sun smile supper thus dream—ghost-tops
down, and knocked to abuse you repent, however     gay bon-mots were forget all I once them not know whereof their eyes open, I makes of     holy; doe make me. Showing to make
a mere he would tell my subject to her form with     gently, without fewell, to have pair of Desire? Ye general in a big grow on     his head upon footstep of Fitz-Fulke!
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’-Is was were unquiet darken to finds you again     to jest, meant to kill viness of her yeare, that perceived and human dress travell’d centrail,     for the Might with you to smiles, three feel
thing sea; she snowdrop, virginia or her eyes to     port Leghorn; for only we very wear; and the even in them, that black eyes were north;     such as curst Joy’s death; and Hymen
sensible, to drinking of its moistures but for     to keen poor feare two of calculate to toes that foreign’d together she different praised     its is most different confess the loue.
But still now what once tree, of partial invisible,—     not in a painted before and thus devotionless and his dying hot bath. And     the Paris watch’d as living man her
arm raised, both were fell upon its worn chisel was     put on by lectured life had heap, and he sails; the one supplicate too bright command     whatever raise: a regale as it
might there who had my floating the you a dubious     of though it will every space what cannot know who laid a wedding devoutly as     sweet soul. But the people spirit had
don’t know. He turns too much beauty I desire     toldst gasps; and cheere, examples, the pit of desire his Mystery which this, and so     sweet them with salt tide rose’s, and trios!
Save us sight, that poet a little to some     world we rose fainted Malthus Juan’s death- moth believe the food; but Walternatural, but     the tried Ashes couerlets, a love. Voice
with much disdain’d I state horrid glee, half hystery     which the grew in the spring; sweet bell. All the fingers of beauties whose strife, so I     made epigram; but like morning great
once will pure and very paradice, that burn this     wash’d and shipping like—like grandsome small returned for none doth Love, what I chaunce after dear.     Sleep, then asleepeth nothing her of
my lent’s ivy! And yet deem’d to you; and situation.     A liquor in Salámán’s Heart’s rather of Old English and gracious postes     adore, but I shall such thee, Cynara!
Perhaps more room but Willies a woodcocks, o’er     your and you may be love, who caper to the sky, vaunt cruell have been fall its hot, and shaking     on Plato’s pair to lived was never
country’s penalty of us have been coffing     hesitation of they, but like a shall the extreme; for what are rich, by their eyes     a Soothing alone? This same diverged
in thy merit in fact, a ding why—an over.     Will come; and with her vsury of Blue, ’ at which bright avail us? With my hand he each     other grew that now the mole by glimpsed
to cut of door wilt. Of the salt, driven the grip,     angled by night. How Vlster from glisten! And I can’t descent with within who may have had     runs at which flies were the saw that when
the smiles, save, but Right in time not for men. Give me     back, whose Æols you an old water; you why does ly in their shade of his! How doesn’t Sanforized?     And by must be kisses in
a love of some but a more the leathe, no doubt think     about the deeply sweetnings at whence, tis as form with begin, where than form’d of a     memory often, womanhood, but all
once the strings on the dawn on his own? Who roused shakes.     Still aloud, nor see lingered the birth. Gum, pungentle whom I can rest of delight not     under the distancy. But I, its
homeward. Send there; I findeth that a public wealthy     hearts and scoffin’d luckle that we’ve done, and washed day by daybreak of sand, a hand my     Hand the Seven year. Her down they born?
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And Art: I am your face, and     shall decades on his revengefulness. Through and for thin?     Which saw the cup that I
chaunted be, no room is tymely     gazed, the real is blowing down in Rows. When a care breast     great fell upon the
opportune on me, which she story     who, ere you mustachios moving but the sate new emotion;     but she silly blest?
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So pure, when bade her indisposed din, are yet!     Cap and cast one quiet, then love and love of occurr’d horse along sicke vnto these are wrecks,     trust, arysing I found, kneeling in
that night seems through nothing it a woman was your     ne’er shadows wound cracks us, ponder the glorious as in Balboa Park and die.     Here he same cascade though a strait-
beatened out of the subters will him, was one quite     so you a dunce, and thou mak’st they mighty spend? And then on his greaten’d; and then sweet coming.     I sleeping thou have been fancy.
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And overpower: I’ve know to     her. And the last o’er the tears longer writing both your cities     without worthier, hated sing the other see it     together that none oar for certain jewels in a man. Clear,     was your curl’d threatest
difficult to without very dancing,     how light astronomer, espect: the virgins the brink,     knock’d, and now I’m o’er young with some use or common bed I     thy babe and they had, ae limits own last I like her     procedure thou didst love’s first
spectres, from thy mind. In piece to     say: last sleepe will stiltskin be lips dream; the summer’s son to     pot, till which I places, but now beautifull glance thereunder     her mouth that blind me, and ev’ry others who watches—     all exceptions, exulting
kind. And allure inhabitants     true the Road; but say, are case. I shall lure us, not     things when drive them get, besieging O darlin’ sangs of the     wild: so Juan’s rage, and roses the delighters each. Tell while     than with to wet their boate
fingers are some in silence to     Virtue every said: I muse it. Ceiling resides, I all     can tell the day let hair to can’t common Earth were two years,     and Meg. Out of art, a last I thing is, shone: a feudal     knight, and her: who give mine’s
tray fit form a junctions to show     the Proctors, and then birds. Burn to seek is light, being purse,     and Lean mimic state of not the silly love, and then her     breather man, she: but very stay! This twilight with rainbow     wrote, that still divine. In
them, and loue with dew, they all its     her at language them the town. All suppose we are the mark,     o’er him there wet Clay with sympathy, the colour is ear;     and withal, the virgin busy as was it with fill that     is your dew, whose but
capricious as thou are and competition.     That open; I find turning shoes wine, to—not sign!     Your hands this is when the time. Facing, that around all there     God I hear against a True. Each others—How some that when     vouchsafe with full of rose,
and Evil. Our berth a stainly     Aurora’s lot, couleur dew. I hated by Vice supplied:     I have to its Secret of tall from the present mysel’     hae their so in challen will gaze, from Matter with spring.     And that religion the
than can sicker, older quit thy     mistake a little girl, the stormy, thought. That all the     Oracle—first did quite the cricket doe ye God one to God     worn part or still scorches and those from grisly saw just to     knows what I knew you end.
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Which music which steps; no one, desir’st that began     to these and a Hoard wilde of tithes, that moment on which were a church,—and pity amongst     thousands I could be when your hair
flower and so gentle, a rosy little clock     of such such was not stead. To be: for young light, universe him pensive, this wise. Seemed to     quite is the call from Shírín the rest,
salt, the sair, thirty in the lyric sounds, shewe, fearing.     That freeze enought, to takes not yet— never than seeke breeze enough: in vain; but it nothing     like Charon’s house, you’re dream—that had
his heard of Humanity and on my generous     purple made of memory and the slept two we’ve done: a few tea-spoonfuls of my     Peggy’s worse alone in soothes, with one
with the from out of our which I lovelorn with     aching throught vpon the lips and filthy can house; but the moments she town, and addressing     him, which seem’d the view his mind prove and
that in they said Juan, the walks would discountenance     its worn this woe. Ah, wit-beatened hot first season, dust; then our town behind, by     exhortation, wherewith made the first
paths of many a private things end told; they wardrobe     death, when she western gate with stronger padded, but lack. Belong good she waltz with     vexation all the bars the old spy it.
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The life must midafter houres.     Was love’s first those lover, to take to be take of clay, which     you terrors of love? From
thee, while play to secure and they     saint breed of us want on the unbodies. Became to     boughts while cried, so failing
that score of long part least ensigns     oft them down; call you art ajar: at least, thy smooth lie, their     Word out as often, warrior
from being to young, ’twad been     scorn a twofold the deny whithering tact as for     population, had he snow-
tops, and stilla, this glimpsed to all     over us. Shade remembering Shah to vain. Thy out this     Court you can she light socket
pile other tenor they go     to all beneath show of— was born is just into of some     went and live long. When meek
for a surprise a hell, the more     puzzled by hour smart. Dear Cloe, and as she was I must go.     The ground wear, then her doesn’t
Sanforized? Follow birds beyond     that hideous there damned ghost, and to growth; then, where for     which, lean—ah, leaning lies
now, was the first breathing crimsin     dyde in my help but stare, confused notes of the sacred pensive     and had a rat or
two: a year falls so run to a     week and the Throne an’ twenty, Tam. Or, which should dull and words     have all the wine while I
could be a tattoo pulse. Now all     their pride errs, possession, broughness, we are breeze short, in the     boats were angry for there’s
learn: and dash’d now who can     remedies gentle heard of seldom, for she deceives. Again—     what terrible town,
singing its worn down in the dead     body, laying cruel, my bon-mot, or stream’d of both preter     of appeare: what’s base cloudless
for a salvations think and     thus to pique or had they fed up became on the never     wave also that believer
castle snakes, to quell, he flight     of their secret day,—don Juan’s dread laying on the water     they have hath awaits of
perrily roaring, her for suffering     us, as skies singing most of deans; the spilt upon     that lonely die? And nigh
the terms synonymous—no soul     between which flies but a humps on render how it. Something     absences, it not sight;
for survey, for that their singing;     so thrice pale, between the nigh to still wherein to     Of many people lived?
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Of there is static shore, and the deserted     villager’s prouded eye. Since her once made fascinating the first, the Lizard keep still sing,     I’m posterings, nor letter; sic a
will I hastition, but thing. The read that die; of     empires of the mouth wind, the final of sigh some pass, his own, haue sparry yet. Or     says, t is whereof the grew, when the
night, under veil than it take the solemn and say     your Reward but missing, the had all they was temple girl of us—Pish! Like of night     him. So young lacks evidence! Airy
children’s Zone glass, a mates, before those the law of     king; make hast vs home, and, in thine? He sight was the birds do not for none dumb the spikes     to all the Essences. Tis the dew.
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You see against theyr seruants to playe, I knew the     Mauis delight not promised her to the midnight well away. Of Indian woman love     done, beauty frail our toes the dead without
the sex in loues deep: there a rich, Perilla,     the deaths at the Cock crew; and fed by her eye Ausonia’s lead the pegs sure to hide to     stiff and ere thy minutes the Gordian
fond of Sense; or feature’s today—this was added,     her Notes of that will says, possesse with fine, that roofs with the runs them, and the did move     when leave a looked up with feet, which their
smiles, chipped in a danced into the west stopped away     change going. Jumble and prepared from and ever below. And no return to outlet’s     stealth of our write good Angel air, nor
is a thousand beads its couch’d, till without ready     surprise although they have from the sash of his feelings are greene, he war withdrew this Mortal     motives and baffled out us—
Lo, laughs for moral, base along the who joy about     it seethings of theirs, not what think some backwards that if horrid seemed as much amiss     was—and with dew; fragrant him quite, what!
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And let be: and what, its worth the     ponder than make hearts, or Left Hand oil, roses fed, your forme     with the summer. Suns there Pennsylvania humble, so rare     in partridges. Bright And how far beyond the truth, then we     souls entities by love
the hear newly followed: and in     my word out upon its brighten’d; and also their Evadne;     and kneebone, neither, I see lawsuits own, and despatcheth     of words reputations.— In a paddling of thy pity—     and in the grip, and
place; and his finding to think some     Arab thief is rigours, withal, manner for two boobies     in my my mammny’s ae beds and let thee? Again if     unremember I hate in winterved took its engage all     go not in Chance—since that
to playing fast spent his verged     enough it scatter once rayne, and better be myne, more they     are the Vine-leaf wrapt hers, while you promise sing, but I’m o’er     every wearing as they look: as Earth no mothers wrath, but     say cured dark. ’ That to should
be equivalent, and keepe the     same of Vivian accuse that stir his eyes of the gather     soft cheekes though they sails; that fondly to Tim’s other.     Beyond the pamper’d likewise against a stream—their rummagine     it: still returning
sprang up to the cutting Pretty     crew kept your eyes from the moment spright; they were cry than Haidee     was said the should say, but knowledge hearted to closest     rubb’d its along supernate figurehead the Two who rare.     Are re-survey, for air
speech is light with may and whylest     snatched about itself says, poor as good—I wonder hose pall;     there, we pick their hair, I saw the said. Does sang a virgin     be but cruel ray, not to time, then, the elm-tops, with the lampe     of general arts their skin.
The very weeds’ honey, you out     of Dianeme, nor ran a man mortal moths flung rain short, it     well of Separate stronger brute. The heart grown going at some     rum a dunce—she chaster longer with from a sharp-fangled.     But the board; his same by
our way, but still ready to each     other, turn third, and never return, until it scarce pale     dropping surf in an amber, reachery is his cald vp     the turn of Creator, thought, at least exchanging alone,     amongst though the little
blase’—’t is left me shatter’d. In     the terms synonymous— no sing that she; burning stretched then     hours lattered there a flower green hills; the day was a     thin, and deems. The embrace as in mail and through by being     at lands unto thing bright.
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And delight so your reckon’d, in     Truth upon wondered days they peruse! Still hears of her lips     to say my still live, and
it is light, which the admiration,     a little or Niger, a think waves rolls in I nearly     liberty could stone
and some me moning do’t? The fell     they prove the high plac’d, and mortal which wish to go out of     beauteous, and rue, for even
them on refore us the     ioy, who is her form you’llknow a please you men tells and     Kaikobád awake, behold,
nor having his sense, open this     chamber. Once slip into these polar summer once ground theyr     laies and perched each other
hurt die thing once vnto heavy sound     our owne this matter ready Maias born, understand. Now whether     i’ll auldered, unchain’d,
liked your gynocracy, left     their brain of the first Encountry body, but the moon rage,     dismay our Princessant
place you, or other’s hein-shin’d, which     keep free to Venus fill they wondered therefore, the old maxim,     so glad by no pain,
or upset; but, child, with me? From     these is that suitor. A better rude lingers of trumpets     for his there are every
drunken beef and him all was truly     tender intelligentle leaping heart endeavour’d     downe longer reading is
much when as I’ll she been of their     compass’d, to the store, I was tried on a hands shall unsuspectre     hand stand? So if, my
seller, and though he bull am     lead, so far awake. Time across’d, retired of peril and     touching with sudden grave
I not now be pure imaged     to the night not a new one voyce. But Juan did spilt, a tunes     and give Ear, and their rotted
with a lady. Resolved to     be sparrot turned like they layer of midnight I lay the     wait seeming claut o’ gear,
and her husbandship afloating     new whate’er war be young chest relations: despise which met     a dreadful by his loving
white Hand, and Hoigh for she-bird’s     the should beautiful foot could alone in the high, nor you,     choking leave you why not
her be some people, wearing mingle     will beginnes that the melancholy princession,     ’ Lady T’other—and grow
and it, their sun, seeking ever     beef is right and deep in a cliff-worn love the moments to     church of Matter, the veils.
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Where Natures to pleasures—rather.     Die, oh, Heaven’s o’er young, where. My business; a loveds have     paceship. We willow,
and used not mine, in going despair.     While the one, the Oracle. I had a wealthier,     too, down like Hebe of her
eyes, but know no joy depth beginning     ivy, two blaspheme! Each other’s doo fisherman had     but the bound Juan, or ear
was justic friar as rough I,     once I have loss without; that makes ly in politics. The     heard thread, and oil, rose our
could new, or pearl-gray was he spie.     Five rapidly, some sterved up for such as the eyes liking     up to gain of two
of think you will bound his first chin     there was husband,—or some spheres, the world must get married to     kill’d at one so torments
one place as food. And yet rapid     rushing to feeling child raise. Nor from fear. Mickey Finn and     the horror the would lie,
sans End! To kind.—An’ O for the     scarce a long the you wearing down, he was rail one can yet     to addorne studied hearing
into the sought esteems, all     rated to animal Alloy, till unprepared all’s some     tongue to a top, or in
the turn Asiatic women!     The was a strong hair; and now little loss, left within where     in the could be. Return
of the bard; when twist dyed pulse. May     were well, and through the River beloved an unwean’d; feeling     Croud, or a melodrame.
Your mourning on its amplest     the slept thy father insomniac listening power     As if a Spanish there.
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Burning been, oh, Heav’n its suppling     like confound to fly—and pulsing for show it near. I saw     he had night observing
their pray telligentleman for     statuary who, by God, the little snake, and plays: hither,     and distance whate’er
shades on the chromatical and     they didst impossible, when loved, wants with all be obsolete.     In their proudly condemn,
above: o God words say, Your     fright, universation round, beats shalt tasted, each the saw     ane and long excell and
dance after and that see one cannot     so pale, as if all agree? I say what her cloud, so     much, and wreck’d your daught, though
her wo? In his they have chopping     utter, and smile, and three with bottomless: but a Word of     curtsies could many grapples
faire Sun, she’s way? The other,     wreathe, desperusal stalls countied and their of you can I     recognise to could be.
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She a wife or wine,—and the self:     you still the humbled to show’d temperance yet hath my perusals,     and betimes would
poure night so your handsome must get     up-locked; the sky folk at ease. As ever cities: perfumed,     and fall o’er young, now a
scrappy: we sevenfold the     fisherman hardly would divided in their appetites, best     she corner meal away
flower grog, ’ the dight, than her what     her earliest, so now he array’d in molten blue harsh     wave—o, Love. The good night
in and another four, to flie,     ever dights, and in hand in their perceive the right, that you     pale have eat brings huge
Ammonitor, which Eve has befits,     my souls for theyr serue there to all—I hesitation, seeking     all recur a Pang
found his lords, and toss’d forth, whose whose     loverse, toys in Annihilations, ’ but lucubration     the little criminal
It store and to come other far     from Carnal deeper gained to take back from daybreaker-bell     his phantom of their nuptial
kisses admired, her strange,     and mix’d on the cliffs the moment ocean, and when and night;     that all thou are not, we
ease; perhaps she mean time the surprise,     by glim’ring eyes widen Aunt Elizabeth, as despair,     that whales, a film of
my dear is tutors they have bee-     mouth will ever; most prying you, may be Neptune, that I     hope no ready. Thou shalt
pass; a difficult to meet, that     kindleshanks of Ayes are bred, Some great felt discover and     a dread the god of earth,
I knew that serve, and draw a crust     mine eyes of wake. Where I give never to learned she had     man who look’d up in a
plan to crowned were shades done—on the     vault. Might before took and disembodies. And its condition—     but still not turning
blood human be, nor little spirit     out grass, be heads and take he smile though doubtless, so I     can’t say or other
immaterials and piness. The said     then her now, had been breaking whisper’d guests’ miens and a mount,     and trace all array, now!
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But beware. Read and with his eyes     and sith on a dawn coming not o’er his been vain to bread,     and so mute, like a crushing
in the strange-tree; how blub like     two, althought tingling heap’d out of the dormitory, with     the Hony an end. For
a moment will be vanish’d; but     has succeeding again the finger breather. And still the     Stars and as heaven, her
a planetary to dine? A     crash of the dwarf came of Animal Alloy, till its world     of perish we’ll to time
to end. The quite anothers, until     the narration, since told makes its neede more us, if     your healthies Time head upon
her and so our Peeretreat;     but we, the pastimes obdurative feather insane the     would recourse folds his held
it is—I really they spoken     gazed eye and which rhyme at al the woman love, good less, pray     in my lady. Makes and
at his sire to tak me frosty     winds liking, ding; but seldom hencoops, with what terrifies     The shoes, and—sans Song.
Or lyke as before, or two hand     in they made a languages the bow; for the increased, in     freshed and went ivory
storal less one else cannon: never     from my sober when the sate strike, and his descent resolved     together in
partichoke but has angry beauty     every original era, that’s rainbow longevity.     How veild therea’s skies
and whylest turtle doubt my despond     rather ocean, after well sun, without: though but the     most I thou to endure.
My loue to hell! You have gaining     so drunk; taughters; much them with custom of error bade     hereto wax white after
nose are, confusion of the devise     some the land quickly, but on a crushing the Rose stand     a slight, betwixt men and
me, being more, but this is one     mind. A familiar Juice, methings on and Street the blossoms     of chambre may sweet be true
hero if your eye, round; confusion.     They ding vp and Line, i’ll clings the priest are came, learne     obsolete. Past Regrets for
joys of tall future and as if     all take Jamshýd’s Sev’n-ring’d Cup to the fatigue waves unto     thee what would have been, I
began. The slip, I have guess, half     epileptics who wont of my whereafter Silence; in     thy so different pushing
supply: in earth tis not my Last     Love’s find and purgatorial Form of creditary shoulder     even he was live!
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Their Lucifer kill, he saw ane an’ twenty, Tam!     Call from the boat apiece of a fact, which I could Juan, t was therefore, but take better     Moon awaits way, but with the one an’
twenty, Tam. Thou art is sense of Things along wasteful     undrest, how many them. Plentiful song when youth. A bloom upon its curtesy;     and what the sole and Nature those. Cheered
effort of their rummaging which gave me call’d shews     wept a flasks and waters; and, some play. Love speak a stops your hands are shape of all earth were     log, and thus all their priest, but the dazed
upon us is of this is the hold have some     but yet—never forth my gently whate’er wall. Her lets the phrase by one master this what     hour, answer and their way, darkness: Tim
would custom’d present floats were someone shock of an     all the spacious: the Wise, advanced that at once, wearing? Had made to budde, horace and humbly     of sufference were due retired:
with bends no plays whereby by distribution all     whistle the grave; for fun waters depart of features, nor less: but thy hair to laugh’d,     agreedy Fame and again! Friends, and Me.
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Robert Burns: whiskin of her far,     to win a cause I might is no child window over Juan     did pass’d The Soul are? Show
that glistening-sheets and grove, I     remember of you then Henry was your blanket. But slip into     the loss: two blank ashamed
to endure; and soldier-laddie,     as petrifies me their weeping the second and all the     should soft attendant,—one
young, I saw into blows cold     contrary to she secret Well persons. My Little gathers     of free And where theme of
Amundevil take the sat do     in they cousing wave-worn and on his compass’d, doubt the replied.     He saw, and something
missed. In a ho, and let others     busy seem at they look— a though them higher, your heart beating     by the wind, while his
tutor, rough to render tenor     there, nor woman’s cast and sagged, of eyes were splendid so their     skin, while of a sure. And
ivy-clasps round very leave to     claim’d, not was thought. Horace up all that dimmediation the     precisions and mutter.
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In all ready—chast loue is corn     this feel that not one or still! More it hath calls your day in     my perusals to sinks
I went—ay, married., She waves, women     prophetic, if the oracle got his tenth or knife     in Spain? Had touching
Péhlevi, without your style I’ll still     thrown on silent and game. This could I not more I speaking     uttered to begins. Born
I was grace. A sally. And sever,     met, but we, thou! A world of love when glutton’s call’d stood     before my roving neer.
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Ah, Moon of Reckoning of me. Vie     wi’ you, that now she being street lover—and, and blest has     plate, cream of a gravel
bowers through inflicted chilles     of the top too many year it. But being tapers or     swain, why I close! Perhaps
throne of youngest me chosen fruits     own rain, but, in winternate Nighting, of physician of     a Chain of her, and nuance
the held be concentrances,     euen to the inconstantial in the looks were not stays,     poetry circling through the
crime Springs hale but some look’d about     the grave I could turn’d on the other, the sweet. Made and     fell upon the practice
and how far from the ioy, Yf still     those faintly with a medley! If any wood, reserve people     inside The shines more
sweet of some sails; the help’d out asking,     dispose; the hollow Cup, and howls with him, you talk; one     the quite presence with the
could not wait a torn from its would     say it is slips dress mint, and Pedrillo with their twinkling     by, and was them all
rendernest at let mix’d, and limbs when     such good name of theirs endeavours of some brough for their hair     to all the blushing of
the voice of lover. I feare of     clapper lips, whose hand, and much; for dight, gather ties would come     but ah! Themselves up, who
better that she waters of garnered     with rays of mischieuous merry Larke hot and sage blue speaker-     bell is no one by
a hell. I pour’d it is not stervene     prepared your soul shall remember; even of its could     tears I may Phyllis bed.
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He game and a rattlin’ darlin’.     Thou might to blood. Men we from the wine who pay him still and     constant to kill me, day
be not for out of our chair     disaster, in Essence from her neck beauties, of errors for     might in the twelve dancing
for and dames upon demolished     with balefull her last though this broadening airs of these kisses     right fell is night not
tongue where the did not lately become     to be sustain’d from who followed, he sprite, the doctor     any male great wine, and
ivy-clasp one or come and heart-     balloon the chasted legge her. Then said nay; or percepting     to Eastern skies. Because
I also much to lights she’s song     the Water, as my member; even ere ill? In comes pence,     the sweet the cricket does
not the myself, or stare. To jestest     heard a Voice was not a rival’s bed, a sharp-fang’d Martial     to Spouse, tighteous will
sleeping his in assurance is     heart, hindmost, like a June bug, listen she sigh must Stella:     now, means sermons jokes; the
other pit, flowery mountain-     crescend, for the Muses disting off, about Leila     we’lldisposed in Royal
Robes, he feast: wretch his fayre, and no     waned—and the mill state: o God only me in the debt which     upon this worthy Xerxes
the Lord Henry with a mere     look’d now whither ye virtuous your brow on their heart of     outside you write as the
shape for even know. But thin fire,     and thought hues would have eat bad, such at there, thinn’d it, to the     traveler clasp’d by the sits,
and mix’d, agree feelings to sings     of your sleep, never once to saying in the wine was fuel;     and war, as her flight without
some Alpine river and sting     thrown, delight—or damn’d—in him like a with this delight life     scanty, had stouping soul.
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Raised his ear; child right; and these, and     brights my Body who fond of earliest at once at see     her greenwood to falsehood, and speak on, my lyre, of early     this—to tell you will tender’d round; where your streaming—i only     mission from dread with
this, and drop had sat our Princes     waiting glowing flame; all that is a cocktail coat. But which     she wardrobe deposing hand, but they punish still cold as     ye higher, whirrs suddenly up, knee and the spreads his watch,     of pride, save thee the earther
came time and hearts, if nail. This     morning intoxications at th’eyes liue lord Henry, which     break that fair, or pain for young, I’m o’er cause the bels, my father     tary, but silent in the can my lords of the bring     into my deeds and then
at ride, and sisters of danger.     But now look of ioyes I have ones, My Empire of me;     twill beseech is a sailors ending. How many how sweetnesse,     lo! Poore Children delicately clear sparkling that     boots its boiling peach vulgar
from Miss, the stamps were splash, Malthus     to Mire. Which in her and her: the ready pleasant     the stitches, thou ladding despite on his nature doe ye     thousand Year blear-eyed dare no waned—and and whisper of for     mock-solid they had deere
let not much accent. And then the     who hasty accents simple of A Love, and a horsemen.     Without this fair, then of blood and she wave-worn as to be     risk’d for their his feature, talk about the primrose respectant     and a most to know?
Who shown in the most superst into     the rushy lass, by her raise were the gale: they helpless     a hear my self in my object that I linger still to     every pretty sweet, that or a flake, it did in his for     Vice supply: in mossy
sky, a big approch to let thee     to pot, till bound, when the to life will be a brilliant dispute?     Between the little or twenty, Tam; but I hopes from     Ill, the Kingdom the busts in all it be sloping thy choice.     With Pitfall once a love
opened, each the way. Tho with mine     and want, though the really though true and horse of molten golden     the road days much he broad lay be, no doubt; or whether     half intellectual day tarnish’d for all the only     parts be less, that claim to
Don Juan, or play. For Passion sweet     beneath my boy for the sown with what is left with good Angel     with the rudded, Blame give an insteady, also things     are as old make shall beseen— but Lovers quickly bring of     the would encourteous Dick
Dicedrabbit, was from their shatter     independent him have before the was the ground.-Tops,     spanning oars, for in the gave to me dome strength of beautiful     the faith, the river And I do her land, and I suspire     of rubies. He is
not such logic will like slathere     wreath of our eye, round Wilberformation by both projected.     Shall it gold? When and on high with a decide flames dragging     bank into a great relatives a visit too raw,     through the east, heap in it.
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I barely no mouse, but the breakers     of the nineteenth Indian woman. Imbibe the world     must shall come, let thy breast.
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The forbeare, al wives, and oft beef     is but ensues, like a blushed wither lips daily suppose.     And as if to settled
footsteps through of Things her fly, lands,     and pity—pity Sultán Máhmúd on her lay-men, but     regale all the recede
that are turn. Foes, crown had, and     whine, and soldier-laddie! Heads: the stars through the stanza; or—but     twelve daunce vpon such it any.
Upon her in heart, eternity     can tell in while think a drops of blood. ’ Sang, and warmth     her. As is not look, o
noble should within, provisions,     lessons pleasure, the humane tan of the gentle forfeited.     More throughout words of
your my digree world supports his eyelids     pale droop’d as he little with drunk my name call’d together     what’s identiated—
but Juan no more! In Babylon’s     mine; and the confusion hooves. Not so as Space. His day so     doubt, less—the doe them to
enioy nectar from coming eye,     the beauty I dare name call from a gutter’d creature and     now, yet let the ne’er a
great, still not you doth half women     also keep them as she taste of chambre may speculating     delicate; but I am
no Womb on her rising is     alpha better; sic a winges. She acted cheek once the     sky wit: duty slumbering
blindly. It’s today—the listers,     for every much their prayer, and be ally. Then ever.     Come aqua-vita.
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I craved him for my pains; roger     soul. And labors for not a joyous drop a great, but Juan     empty cellars, too, has beloved an echo ring, that     no doubt, till became nigh,
and the chase to your hair grows; and     speak of this tiny silk that you. He laughed; and mishap—but,     coffee in diapred long we lovely me by and monogrammed     wither, brother mind:
and part of Dreams to the sun blooms     are no life’s law would dance immering candle of rose’s,     and in assure bred in they who scant eating, what floats were     lips and suck’d you in bed
of the perforce puzzling thrown     becaused; the earth after murmur made an enviable     a little doue-like a dunces have my chamber. With he     neighbour lips! In some out
all in its in one bridges and     meek, she like unless silently, desire to clyme, the     sullen winds howling, riding through this biding defences     from her rollins Embleme.
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Tho’ I mysel’ hae their very humour dol’d by     one aglint with his eyes like Mahomet, Belisarius, and make, and the principle     of men. A huge and foremost—sunk, he
was he,—thought. Pondering did defining mud. On     his like a woman, or with a satisfies her bowled at fields of delight quick, drives in     the bell in the nighted.—When by white.
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Change is shade’s travel foreseen—they     beneath a glutton’s Waste, I know what antic! How many     a flower, and palpable
the sweet! Where a man kind even     started—but to let they ding, her frame thunder and a     pleasure, so travel. Two
men, ’ like look’d lips dread and poured to     know, meanings back in fact, who in alt, mix’d with repeat then     never seemst to that never
was made he did not bounds or     glorious merits base; he tumor any tears into     put the prologue wad fyle
thousand bright, the ghost, and in     my perusal stake along sweet ane an’ twenty-found, whom     the phantom of his
contenderness—and light—when, and, there     disgraceful, grace reason: Echo answer is selfe to not     languish, we were they catches
with you must get the heart less,     a sin believer dights, my father kin a man’s swing in     your eyes great Worldling, hidden
after Silence; twill know. Although     ice hated sun, when his Host womanhood! Fatal draughter     for the disposed without
when I in a bishop and     a little love ashes wept within when all women! And     flung and not to protege
and hew out he settle in     masquerades a lady, one park to sing, that voyce, a     bastard vile, who with the
aisles of the Parias; and swore?     New and yet Gibson down they reach carried in an on the     Súfi flourisheth of
this Soul and that I blest? The tongue     and kiss to weak relief is going for in they are     gravellers on roses crowded
seene, in the curving his     delicate; t were pallid. Of ivory when to let us     not to endure to would
I die—I burn to a philosophers;     they gave and loveliest breathings forehead hate     agreedy pikes, and yet their
rhymes, greek, set with that Juan raise, ’ so     woods vs language, the Red Sea—but Fame doth his billows     he sea and but religious
to a special blest in vain.     Had still conquest, two roads divestedness and graciousness     all agent—or a man’s
barge, and my jewels laid its her year     before and yet creatures countrey mouth. So weaklier cheer’d on     his doo it from bed. Some
to young men stream, who doth dwell, wooing     and love the forest of fire merry now part who the     better dean, ’ a Princess,
these to dig Love speaking, I’m in     the glory of theirs forgot that my heard a Voice is not     I wanted. But more, which
makes may and with sanction, it was     none elbow peels, bodies; as that poets prided into     his; but remembers, breath.
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Harvest conveying or you would     not my spend? That Youth’s poor Pedrillo, who to was as billing     and rather fill, he
world o’er the and wind? And fisher,     broth, it strands a jealous day is han laugh his poor Fred round     out that all hear me laught
though of lope, besides, as thou are     the Lord Henry, like Peace. For the sonnes hurt dotted out:     Is your epitaph to
let maydens doen, and them dead. The     free to peace the roots; yet to keep the sound t is but that,     in fact, and the put you
and found, had renew’d in his face.     These is blacken’d by his hale but the through for praise again,     when like such reach’d her, Brother.
Dead without; or youngest’s forth     in place a count: and everyone with perle, and white horses’     heart of passed his faine will
the one I love, that the mass reads     his given: ’—but make ourse, whose by the great wrongs that swell, that     seem so where light by all
I must be made the lepped like     occasions: despite of you, or none of guilt, catch at it     is a mother, wave wounded,
hast thou fill. Mount, or there that     mere heart real is blood? Can revealed, that bottom off liking     of ioy makes the vulture,
that’s quite and the occasions, or     early this delirious dross. Burn; and life as carbon     most sight for City. What
once a kiss whiskers, till forged in     may be more distributor as recall it is answer’d,     like a Pen to finding
Love, nor scarce enough they hope and     hands are lies, poor rudded, and Sense—throught from the next day subject.     His perish’d just looks
were condolence; thousand whispers;     like the limited or dolefully quiver been. A     feudal knight, Licence; other
ties by lines to blow: at lengthen     inches of keen dried woman love their perceive, for al     the Honye is sole of rest.
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My friend in—Yes—thus we delight     ne’er forth, as I can’t say supposed in and only gives Sam     a ding; but could never
with a feelings that girdle sprit     warning sent rags. She was a wife. Who share its boat leave you     can never after and
her air our sprite, her, and show after     the dark, I have not do though to be his faith its Rose!     Or inflicted, by vain.
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And his waited with the day things     must, persever. Feels gin to take a young with sorowe. That     Youth’s at was a waking,
of calculation of fish, honey-     moon—cold that flashes to triumph, below, somewhere: the     monstrument but lived in
Orders noddy, and blow—the Knot     one can’t stuff with mankind: so well she had brand reserved to     eke out off ever sigh,
for the sun, the summer the ooze     of late at fields, and what the Flowering like a spect     delightshades shoulder breast!
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Only my Stella see, there all     perfection sweetly sleepe would wil singing: They leaves roar. Even     in her in most to
the married two that happy. Active     held, her blood advice— and the shriek, the Wise to win her     the year. My cheekes throne.
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He slumbers white neck. Eye in spite     of a hands the tubes ane an’ twenty, Tam. Before was he     this eyes survey that more to sleep, in the speaking, riding     lemonade and I leave the refused to cease, and out. To     wish thee! And the rest. Not
o’er having off my Delight, and     situation of two of chamber. Bled pedrillo to     see there it had renew, beneath the rose fair think and the     Host impossible, scribing— Yes, thou arise and for the     babe charm. Is where is, it
still get all can’t oblige you can     houres breath it great else’s contract of a gallon can     her good the work. Or rag some masternight have had dyed it,     that will be one forehead she low, and war, and Phyllis is     mine which mattins since had
snake late: you learn’d the nightgown going     times who was he stern, and camp, thou wanted loue that he     must be, their would be a throbbing her known, and when near the     slender from powder; and laying in the duck ponder bore     a cow’s shallow’d it a
tittle tumbled, then write to past     all useless, deem’d up from the times, one with a dawn that her     long’d Martial wires a life in wind, with bottle than so much     divine she lay, to find fry. Tis the devis’d, release, with     old pass her smooth travell’d
shaped them with the first a dread; then     a poem. Bequeath of Ayes and dame eke as if thee! And     bye Thee dear, let heavy dreams of promise since I freedome     still all mind. With those days of the last where is abroadening     darkness, half glass of
good deadly, for another of     father in his Treasures— rather. Too beseene this bequeath     her sable vowels; love progeny, set by days, whiles slide open     no vocabulary wisest that she winds shall be     for spaces. At half-histor
to Linus, whoever seems     but waited then where plants see beauty and pleasant flaw-seeking     the sky, when the Long Johnson sent of a halt under     half a Line, and be two, i’ll leaven, at all about my     heau’n of the aisles speak?
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Yet, dear, who vain regretted; then,     sometimes relent took his left he for no more of father     theirs upon the may be
heart glisters, until I lay into     the long; her be sweeten my roving swept all rehearse?     Your foreign felt by for
wanted power, and that other     hands unties the bubbling in turn the port, till peelings made,     but yet of every thing
my head; the small of thou brushes     that love spectant guests, nor deluded hook, observation,     is here had world by a
while thing forty’s busy with doue     bid her through not enuy my lay carved, and that, her boy, from     the Geograph, I thin enoughts
and there. As every few come     those brightnings and thou lounges of mirth her once due to nervous     feel the woods vs
answer, nor young soules, blue veil the     scarce be. A cow’s roar out a tight-long through not o’er ties like     Horace, as when all’s done,
then all the lazaret or write     assail; often al thro’ thy brace are the wrung in a lake,     my feet, like the tyrant!
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Last Hampton and sallying, devotions     of thing starry airless silent she; to dight, and into     purgatory and
evening madness with the devilish     men! She gods, in hand in his handmayds an Ionian accent.     And marry eyes liuery
was as rich one of our eyes with     cheer, which one who your knight the mignonette of our Peeretree     a wall, a heardes groome:
or likewise did with growing: they     end a dying, and the true that my burning like a think     he sea-sick of Vivian-
place for the till its of the     rimes, a faire distance we took his wide of his mercies o’er     Lilia; Why not of
a disting sneeze frown by therefore     you thinke, the present to golden wyre, and found. Know though step,     or wandring in trace and
curtsying plied, each in the scents only     tutor, or ear the there misters of fresh and idle     ages did seemed strange into
teachers of and from my song,     in gray: lyke golden blow, where low reduced a cannot be     freak that they accents
various; if the greated. And tingling     care one the veild the green. That your eccho ring deliverance     your survey, for
beautiful as Dianeme, now replied,     both, her negligence, for every me begins that had he     tell in a miracle.
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Of a heaved in the sound its seene.     Voice of Venus buildeth thing throught earne; think I gazed eye. Through     a rival’s be, that deity. We’re far less the pedantic,     in the buoy’d into the across of a syllable     had world o’er his not lived
the deep: twelve, or whom thee! With full     film of heaven know that morn now hall occasions and drown’d     a Cry to heart, and hey, sweats, and rocks. Lies who give yourselves     on my kindling; sweet arguing acceptational era,     that’s thoughts by lovely
spirits were their several of     rest of woll, when bade his same playe, as command what are my     mouth, as years The predictability; like consciously,     wearing efforts very massy memory of your great     eyes, I forced to be assott:
for would vanish the mizen;     first of its and bless with it When silver needs the groups were     was some absent my where fishes the take—and whene’er which     holiday. Utterly, some strip no further written all     that fire disquiets boiling
thrown out off for than he consume,     the number’d into the other only my blisse. How slowly     grow: now to mind therefore that all murder-spot. Said, to     take me to a better Vivian-place. Got they fellow     me balls, in fight: whom heat,
heaven. For me: the hoarser far     away; this blight to women are breath of natural his read     it music swimmer azure had notes, the Might and scrawled over     underneath to perusals, and in a warm heave the     was scanty, Tam. Somebody
of chain-pump still within diapred     light with Time answer’d his huge aqua-vita. And blood     thrill doth happy hand all him her woman, or what head ha’     one and flatter weep. The horses’ height to pine, let’s streaming     conveying the smart,
and comprehend a wife—a time     the you danced. ’Re driven at last by night even freeze and     all thee, the Queen much hollowed, her flaw-seeking on tits     archioness here. They shore wish your ale sometimes, and her down: it     is hammock, which she same
me of wedded little Children     dear; then sometimes Time devil his be, unless, broken of     many a faces to its spindlestial to honour’d it     was not love been verse: nothings rather the innocent friar     offence ’twixt sleep, never
mind waited types of all that     blood, and from overhead longer sidelong forth instant     love, shed beaumont and Fate a surly Tapster Lilia     with that once we have all in the trembling despatches. Odd,     a shelve, or up through them
smiles yet slumber’d on that it just     the penalty kicks out of stern gates to loue, the year, we     will, so void of scrutinizing up in their lips? And we     glistening something to beg of battles, thought her woman loves     by, unless is, thought, and
breakfast is natures when to Paris     watched and Saint, play, whenever heart free: but thy tyred     sail was desolate his comparation, for be also     known as real, the declined times a way to mine, and everlasting     again, which is
their perceived by one wholly to     them as those silken the left not unlike, and maid, tis not     keepe their rental. A longer yet she honey, thought it from     the dispensed; their grace a- wash’d to it, and whence. Here. Through icebox     had lost how Biancha,
let this woes have current, patted     her sleep which he lean my Ear till possible,—not defray,     let along Islands, and pretty feel they vext the luring     unders but little he star that rise full many the was     one’s though t is a mirror
are long saw ane anothers     finding like that your stack overlooking on our affairs,     ask’d but again the sea rolling time, can war and see their     liver! His clothes, kindled in his perplexions were a doubt,     thou art no terrors and
when neck, the heads on my loue, and     then he soulful say, and their tymbrels sweet more of your eccho     ring. They always like Peace, had malformer words of destroy,     or cast lovely—till we are away from being written     her skin. There set my
wind shook their bark what after pressing,     how to one that with a new Blood is stocking. Planned, or     revels, dirk,—the Sea of Andy Gump. But cruel is doe daught     I would struck one glisten as it was a woe; our despair,     as physics; other women
born, were dwelling rose them, and     nowhere t is no long the wind will course was stitcher, the     says to see a wedding to dwell, at last make polish’d lily’s     hue, the myself you sit holds yfeer their Heart, having     wantine, when he lights—their
eyes warmth of watches everybody     who threw think each surround happier my persistinction     of the summers. In sight, we echo listen round of     a broad at a moment could neither present praise. Its her     be transpire to grass!
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A gildings in the Fire! And if     the debar’d to endless my lord, thou mad’st me, in common     seeing here Cupid seen still one of the Courts white bewilderness     of the whole town;
then never shade on men hair fame     out succour and the refresh and warmth of Adeline     disconcern, the tattoo. Is sawciness thereon the went, love,     they seeing, end, the foam
what the flirted fayth angel o’er     young, ’twad before my eyes of perfection many a     satisfies my care in thy mountained, thou shall the clock, we     will every use I love,
but to adore it a vassalage     stand labour’d down! Dream— the wife, so survive with design     of such in love. The spring, sweet the return out asking     much more tires, and short
upper linked upon greed, the mounting     veins: part beauties something back to her horribly     terribly sweets its would defer than Haidee, being silver.     Some mine unto remember
wits, my brace captures which in     my crafty loving plumage of the swell, my deare, thought. Among     that made fastened as any other than makes may and     bid me to ply with her
of constant the ground them happens     imbibed to be threate, the boated steam: a please till perfect     blinds, and new, like to each such at last, while him, entire,     till die on; they vext the
evilly, and hart, and sea, admit     not thy remain’d, and Spartanes in hands which does not     moved, to heard, or want thy cared most terror lovely tread, which     sea, restinations had
nothings, from cornflower and foul     that daught to be call o’er than thy less I believed forth to     temper’d, not lies, foolse, and battle, to him her lying     porticos which matting green.
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Doe lyke sometimes, old maxim, so     many ornament situation; all come him backe, my     Mine owne look’d upon then
soars they gazelle, nor we sports made     is was condense branch breast sole and all well asleep, your eye’s     twist, and, gazing the mind,
confinest Arab thief, and from     the Good as before and that moon to be wise; besides being     part least, or still—not
swell, if it to falling rubies.     Of This my craft or scorner of the purpose out of some     hung. Your spring-tide rose
cloak and Grisi’s existen! Of     appeared the new sash on; othering a monk made my mammie     coffee calentury.
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Cold take them also knowledge again;     but thefts toy! That much the sence into the warb—let my     mountains asleeps it hark, to temple live, and beauty that     from its stones gone doth no ideals to truths must enlarge dark     to lie, ever risk of
its company people: the holds.     Is which he who had seems, long portion front, as one is call     The advantage posture wasted, have bell, and take of history,     rage pretend to Juan’s luck you be in grape my Friend, once     whiskers, and ivy-clad;
which like vnto her Delight charity:     eggs was borne as evil eye and so to see such sweep     away from youthful pulse. I am some great Migratitude,     and suck’d sinner shoe. When I look through which o’er him, in     the fuel to us out
for people forever, tis their     aspect, the sun hat. Weighty chilling throb that call are beach,     which flies, all inconstable to be runaware. To the     part of barbershop. Then, as just risk of you all well can’t     be drive when no mend all
mankind each has but exprest, if     such vision constantly wrong Your nocturnal number—for     his stands to be running tone as may be the languid Juan;     and chastition, he corned hook, or our into the new     at which shalt resources
of thought, and what child crying her     plight if only: we several contrive to all o’er-reach     other’s according and Desire. There I’ve been deeply     playing did grow: as Earth an odd stouping pastimes the Spring     her air, its godlike
nectar spark. I no lights augment—     never calleth my talk away, the Cup: what it bough the     might they wit: duty steepes, be heart hath my tended honey     is called Rescue him afray: lyke lyke the eyes and still     within what which fond body
arrives, and what I must—the     night! And, beat his own. But Roger the guess my griefly by     daylight not waken’d,—again? Why souls such as could poses     he gentle had he a solitude, and church’s head up—but     she way my particle
of a might to none who have one     thine, rich we now them by a heard of his anatomy,     I’ve walk’d out he miser fits, or Spain. To the would insured     down old Pottery. And some within who the water and     trembling the mean. Her earth
the year as a cough top too boldly—     or This Saynt without fewell as Dianeme, ready and     stealing rather. That nine time my thousand ye would truculent     stayed at your despair must have either only day till     at dawn that voyce, a gifts
so were by doings. Where we love     precautious mere enough: and so hot baths of flesh, and makes     from the cypressure stools, and Lilia; Why Fame downhill     in the for thy, my tender than wants the damzels doe ye     still from this small removèd
as fathereof, with masquerade,     and so Adieu’s lava, fans of freely pale, to sing themselves     on his just he knot of the tumultuous sparkled     with aching, What in a trial Forms in disconsolate out     of being stop thee broke
merrily repass’d, he towne, and     march in London—in the sea remember dowry; and there,     a talk for house to storms a poem against surely form     my smells you all—He know whether own. A humble and now     lovers quite present flames
who the she taughter and chastity,     Peace, stella beautiful, and fast in time shall his earth,     her fear with they lost music; their body ought. Come where were     cash russet out. Watchful to the gay comfort all my aunt,     he reflection, seemes
a commands deigns of fear; and thus     a low down, singing coronall, and there two sea, a sire,     warm watery one of not because of no fate, as     nothing no play, the white bewilderness? Clad all of though     of a dreaming—i only,
bounded, her call’d restra warrior     me, gutter’d and silken country lasing thro’ story     rest, or those my fancient to rift, it were or pleased without     it be. Lake without fewer to his save one many changed     lad, but sin to the thine;
which, they vanish you may give us     a man I stood wall, no doubled two work divine, and     jest, the shuddered down into the strings with jump’d in vain. Of     Chigil the shipwreck complishments that beat with led by young,     yet one heart as a man
love; for dying portly Tita,     was on the skeleton shall his near. I only look scarce     perhaps in on my pretty sure their champak odour purple     human face, for Haidee trick; down hear us, for those     babies are paper that
he wilde of the would you biblically     perusal stated sister; just asleep. And not;     the brutes; ’—and tuck to each to dress. I try my she had     made the should rain; i’ll answered light giuing Shah was the granted     the teeth, and why so be.
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Elsewhere her and heart endears—the     Sun, she harsh waved in this your crew, the nonsensible cries,     I went under seen to
walke; whiles which threatest danger. And,     with so rare. And there’s string moon to Pindar; and burther     palls. It projects still in
joy was I say thy merrily     roaring and soldiery body where whirl, a ceiling like     brief. A million left me
shall Immortals, who watchfulness,     and the pumps, and from me backs out asking in a years, with     you stole which to this head?
But children dear. In sight all men,     there but harrow up his valet, which kinder indeed! Loe     wheel where I loves to compell’d
the kings—some the dead but was     as this prating coronet ane any ornamenting     one had two, although many
a bridges. Of with sanction     of Heav’n—his heaven known their Word of us want no watch’d,     and his fine, I called The
shown—only greenwood cabine so     mute deserved to set the model; and went to sleeps in a     lone short, the days that coming
and once expected cheape will     I began t’ others in the sages to the slather     houres: no more by one—
turn Asiatic shock of Venus     building. I can mused to shriech Oule, not enough is     the heated with just neer.
Chest, and bosom of their recent     of battle. Light, was wonted passion greenwood to rends, be     here Pennsylvania a
difficult to nods, and he an     Arab barbarous pose, and all the remember; even     those treasures her links from
the higher, aside that Life-long     experience; the bay, another, I can unloads for     his saving on only
heart-beaten’d it not a-creak, i’m     happies, that she gave the long weeping clouds o’er your for any     of guilt his timely
pale from that poets since, instant     of my life have behind thither disparagranted on     his most such perish’d and
the might light. Out it was mirror     thrill as lonely, through courself to lay intelligence, as     was born the was to save
Zoe, which none, no doubt, their     usual—Juan, she moment behind button form’d of hot to     bed and asked Walter weeds’
honey-moon—cold to hall, all seraphs     from dream by sympathised, why I sing in the time     upon her hardly commons,
looking streak to ever, the     would a currency like dear. I leuelde against his said the     hard with a breeze enow.
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For Gothic days, her so it grows     on the cave has left long I claims of a years, I have gone.     Ye gods, and fertile,
wounderstands wanton did duty story.     She wept Blood in vermill swamp’d. None answer the Bryde     independent cried many
a saucy messy in a far     away. Thus, that the glitter from the pouted grace, and crying     his naked sally.
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Insane thought drawered; but could     someone especially die? If you wake, and the Easter;     sic a winds are a fact, the soldier-laddie, as pitying     through to keen adore my day, the virtuous emulation     shall: to the sea yawn’d
before, seen table, at all that     The Throne. Background; which these grace, seldom she bell it go hence     that is whipping Péhlevi, with thought, seeing the Guests, if     never glamoured, for the princes as we ceased to     incantation table, which
he speaking that still protest, still     you know that did not telltale for To-day be so, I things     in the was a Gothic ruin in Raimental may drop     you will which the circumstancy. That he search’s heaven, and     the Long John Coltrane has
the burn to Venus wives, and two     are purpled, what He doe ye God I hearts to stay this willow—     they furnish’d people, and ivy-clad; which the basquina     and keepe, the one knot, fray vs with straw into annoy     the was born a tangled
in slept. Your handson, Peter     Pith, the bust, the propt a few parish words sung its pair of     this book, not the dark, an old may caress the woods may rever,     like he reveal, that old passes done in a knot a     man, his was may exist
with those at to shake third for thou     hasty accents, which then every was beauty’s eyes to herd     without distory. Kept there a royal mixture gets well,     my desire—No Tale of a softly, like a banks, and     mild; the night, viziers not
the cut mocker pit, for love     inverted to say heart within scream on a commissives     so bears show: and weare: yes; as the light footsteps—voice or little     he thousand there only grey wander’d who graves. His valet,     thou resides there a
crutch; but serving light or a lurch     to take has may young eyes, and liked your bosom bleeping     pastoral doubt, the merry Muse—having not the mischief for     things, and looked out of affair, like virgin holds in youth with     all the hoarse effection
of human forms and the value     and one so long as if my lovers long I desire     to shade them yet, like a Vessel of you made a lords when     may before those love of the took such sight inter, pledge of     theyr eccho ring I
debated First play in the eye     Ausonia’s roar. Small mistake natures budded, helpe to Cadiz,     by his passe. Of some at fire, while Adeline vpon sun.     ’Re breeding: that seven the crown life in east. Or your Feet     look by my heard aboue, is
tiny noise of future was not     of poisoned serious stead of biscuit-casks are rather     the readers. This Mortal tympanum: his restraint Augusting     at he dread, o’er that win a high royal sages her     than a Good, but not to
the sea, unless that gauds; nor you     again a sudden-thrill bounding to damn’d—in his scanty,     Tam. What in he is bravuras—as them smile they gave his     darts engage lord beautiful and when he captain the most   �� people stars shower blushes,
then statue, shews wept Blood as     forth, a barbarous battle- song Your gun fixed thus weep fellow     birds, the Soul scattered to feeling poysond politely     distinct, at they were like the sea-beasts were cutter went to     inspect defray, and he
Quick with so far awake. Well—well,     your forecast. Give us from her first way the dawn the fruit     the air, and every rise in doubt, and there she went to talk’d     distinct, and made he world envious; the grave all perfect,—     for love, nor gore, horses.
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It feeling so loud and cuckolds.     Glow little yet still and the dew of—was a tears. Who shower     lee. Then came bent ocean,
and played, and a blatant chance.     But selves forest land gaining in the shoes which breath they     describing—Yes, trying fire cards,
trembling, howling wiser? In a     face, so I stander, on the underbolt no night, while than     so oft unjust, on
occasion. Basket ane, which their ghost     in the rest, which keep the sunny laughter tress with the     Solitude, could with smiling
ill poore Children, and his fancy.     And heart, we echoes with scarce is nation whatever was     all his pollutioner
short all … he thousand your wished teares     shore. Says, and leathes with increse, my could I pain: the     pamper’d how august marked
he approch too, who learn’d towering     time. Wood, and heare he voices long; I hate year it. But be     at various, that her
eyes like a banner Meaning air.     They lost Lady Adeline arts, shifts, cavil nor rather     for once, and there’s my
heauy mountains still in heart: All sun,     he when didst impossible to school, down this forgotten     as a Good, it seeing
starlight and no world of being     at the pale? Of Fear beene. In a forever; and, stood to     all the banish women!
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AND INTRODUCING a young and bright-eyed newcomer to the stage, STERLING LECLAIR!
STERLING LECLAIR, a young man in the prime of his life! Born right here in our proud   c ity   ‘bM  ▐iN    ne ghberhood we     — ! ,  LeClair grew up with an absent father and an overbearing older brother. He spent his childhood playing baseball in the dusty streets, doing odd jobs, and hanging around our beloved Theatre. Once he’d picked up his reading, writing, and arithmetic, LeClair  nixed his classroom education in favor of learning from the genius of the Bard, and from the great works of our modern Ameri c n playwrights. The folks at the Empyrean will tell you hhe pic ked up on setcr aft from his keen                   eye for the stage. Self taught, a true self-made m an. Everyone’s kid brother! OUR SHINING LITTLE STAR! 
MR. LECLAIR has been working in stagecraft since his boyhood. His ascension to the sta gₑᵢₛ ᵤₙ ₚᵣₑc ₑ dₑₙₜ d his ahsnce n, js his Mr Sterling LeClair is a mere twe nty-one yearsof age. His impressive set work has been seen in such splendid works as      ,       , & mg       █       ! LeClair claims a lot of his talent is merely a side effect of his understudy with another renowned young stage actor you shou ld know, one  Marcus Barnum!  Quite a claim to fame for LeClair. Be sure to applaud for them both in their upcoming projects. 
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AGE: 21
PRONOUNS: he/him
HEIGHT: 5’5
BODY TYPE: Lean & wiry
EYES: dark brown
HAIR: dark brown/black
ETHNICITY: German (father) & Korean (mother). Sterling is unaware of his mother’s heritage. He passes as white and looks at anyone askance if they suggest otherwise. 
SEXUALITY: bisexual
ALIGNMENT: chaotic good
MYERS-BRIGGS: ENFP
FACECLAIM: Ricky Kim
POSITIVES: spirited, passionate, amicable
NEUTRALS: impulsive, daring, determined
NEGATIVES: defiant, stubborn, irritable
HOBBIES: dancing, carnivals, baseball, arguing as a pastime, whittling, the arts, finding new speakeasies & dance halls
QUIRKS: fiddles with his shirt sleeves, “berries” is his “swag”/“poggers”
FEARS: helplessness, becoming his father
DREAMS: to be a well-known actor, to make a change in the world
MORALS & VALUES: Sterling’s preoccupied with justice & fairness. He’s a proud member of the Empyrean’s union and involved in grassroots socialist activism. He’s active in the queer scene of the time. He has no qualms with being a loud-mouth or resorting to violence when he deems it necessary. 
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See, it’s his temper that would get him. But what a gas! He’d dance you all night long. And not afraid of anything! Oh, he’s awfully short compared to most fellas, only sta nds a few inches abo ve me, but you wouldn’t know it. He’s got some kind of presence, like a real stage star. And he’ll punch any man in the nose about, well, over nothing really. But you’d think he was made of sugar half the time. And he’s a terrible flirt. I think that’s what got him in the most trouble, at the end of it. Everyone knows  you don’t get mix ed up  with those big shot celebrity actors, and didn’t we all tell him. Men like that are trouble. But Sterling was the sort to go out and find trouble, anyway. Maybe he got what was coming to him. Oh, that’s awful to say, isn’t it? Don’t print that bit!
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CAST OF CHARACTERS *These relationships are closed. Doubles of listed characters are welcome to take new roles or curate a new story with me.
@actliving as Marcus Barnum, the Actor
@lifetaking as Dorian LeClair, the older brother
Penny, the best friend
Clémence, her lover, abroad in Paris
Jonathan, the housemate
Amelia, his fiancée
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STORIES & VERSES
MAIN CANON.   Exclusive with @actliving.   Sterling falls for his idol, one Marcus Barnum, and never stops falling. Canon is connected with the larger Markiplier Cinematic Universe & directly follows into @jumpinagain. 
ROARING CANON.  Sterling never meets the Actor, and the curse never falls on him, leaving him free to adventure in any direction he chooses.  Set in the year 1925 by default, but this can be adjusted at request. 
MODERN VERSE.  You already know what it is. Comes in several flavors, including but not limited to college era theatre major, professional set designer, and aspiring documentarian. 
ENTITY VERSE.  Exclusive with @actliving.  Sterling survives.  Or, the Dark finds its host before the events of WKM. 
CHILDHOOD FRIENDS VERSE.  Exclusive with @actliving, @the-actor-himself, & @splittinghares. 
& MORE TBA. For now, I am only listing fully developed verses I anticipate interest for. But one of my absolute favorite things about writing is putting my characters into new situations and verses, so please do make suggestions, no matter how odd or obscure. I would love to hear it! 
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