Being alone has never been a problem - at least, not until now. Now, he walks streets slick with rain; oil from Muggle cars shining in rainbow hues in thick puddles, and his head is down and his thoughts are bleak.
I miss you.Some things just aren't meant to be. Blaise knows this. He knows that when he stepped through the pages of the diary and
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...and, not that I need anything else to do, but I have to admit I'm curious here- what's Lyrical Muses?
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Thanks- looks cool. If I ever get caught up on the stuff I'm doing now- hah!- I may sign up. :)
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