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daedalus
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allo allo. greetings from another time. you time travel when you read this, as i am not in the same moment as you are now. you are moments, probably days or weeks in the future, while i am stuck here, idling in the present. but for you, this is the past. funny, no? well i shall time-travel as well, forward to you, and tell you this: you are still an artist. and you are better than you think. do not be discouraged! la.
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
As she crept toward the shadow in the crypt, she turned around to see the door shut behind her...the world was bathed in darkness. "Hello," a voice emerged from the gloom.
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
It is under the loneliest star, in the roots of the darkest forest, where the question becomes truth and truth remains mere speculation.
Welcome to dA
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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If this is the future, can we forgive our past.
Welcome to dA
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Yield, cur! Thou diest on point of fox! I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat in drops of crimson blood! Mangled shalt thou be by this my sword! Base fool!
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