As the Thunder Rolls Out

[cafedeinfierno]

We were helpless but to sit and wait for her to pass, like a violent storm in the blackest of nights. And even though the rumbling was distant and the lightning unable to reach our shelter, there was the quaking of fear deep in our hearts... for humans perhaps fear most that which they are unsure about. Could we only see into her head, past those

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[crazylikefawkes]

Likewise, if you should ever want someone to speak with, I will be about. I offer all aid I might provide.

[Private to Godot]
All aid, and confidentiality, as you would want it, in any offer accepted.
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As an example? I've kept watch for music as I've wandered, musing---for the most part, for the party---and may stop by sometime soon with jazz. Any artists in particular I ought to consider priority?

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[cafedeinfierno]

Thanks, amigo. I don't think there's much you can do though, in that respect.

I'll take anything smooth. I'm fond of latin too if you happen upon any. When coffee can't create the music in my mouth it's nice to have it in my ears. Best not to neglect the remaining senses, after all.

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[crazylikefawkes]

Even so, a man must do what he can, if he is to consider himself such. You're certainly welcome.

I'll look for something along those lines.

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[cafedeinfierno]

Ha...! Well-said. If only all men shared that creed as they share the fear of their impending mortalities...

Well, for the most part, anyway.

[hellgun]

Those dark eyes know nothing but violence and anguish. It regrets nothing. It feels nothing. It's an embodiment of sin.

A sin beyond man.

[cafedeinfierno]

Dark and emotionless, eh? Sounds like the eyes of men to me.