

A Letter to ShallamMy dearest, distant beloved,A Letter to Shallam
I know that it has been months since I wrote you last and scarcely over three years since we parted, uncertain of the future and full of regrets for the past we had shared. By now I think you must have forgotten much of me, forgotten the sound of my voice and the details of my face, though once you wrote sonnets to them that still I keep, melodious words on paper now yellowed and worn with age. But such is the unrelenting devastation wrought by time upon our fragile memories that even those words are fading now, as though they had never written, as though the extravagant praises you sang to me had nev


Part II : The Spirit of WinterTiyana crosses to the centre of the room, cradling a music box in her arms. She turns to face her audience and performs a quick curtsey. She smiles softly and says, "I call this 'The Spirit of Winter'."Part II : The Spirit of Winter
Tiyana walks quickly to one side of the room. She deftly winds the music box and crouches, setting it carefully down on the floor. Rising to her feet, she darts back to the centre of the room to face her audience.
Tiyana kneels on the floor and draws the hood of her cloak up, casting her face into shadow. She lifts her arms straight above her head and bends forward until her hands touch the floor in front of her. She
Scene de chasse
I really appreciate it!!! Have a wonderful day!
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"The body is amazingly stubborn when it comes to sacrificing itself to the annihilating directions of the mind"
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Committee: a group of people who individually can do nothing but as a group decide that nothing can be done.
@_@ We are too busy mopping the floor to turn off the faucet. >_<
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