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[purefoy_james]

The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.
-Simon & GarfunkleUnspoken words bubbling like a boiling liquid, churning beneath the wooden paddle that stirs and stirs and stirs. They scream to be loosened upon the world but Cerebus keeps them at bay, snarling, growling,

Comments

[anonymous]

Wouldn't you like to know?

[purefoy_james]

Aye. I wouldn't have asked otherwise.

[butler_g]

You can guess I'm sure.

[purefoy_james]

Aye, mate.

[butler_g]

It's good to see you back around too.

[purefoy_james]

Same as you. Back in London, or are you chasing skirts across the globe? ;)

[oi_becki]

I guess you need to just tie yourself to the mast, then, and start shouting. The thing I always wondered was whether or not the sirens had any sway over women. I'm going to guess not.

Which is a horribly mangled way of saying that there's someone around who'll listen, okay? Okay.

[purefoy_james]

You know, most of the classic myths don't have the women battling hideous monsters, which is really a shame.

I know you will, love. Of that I have no doubt.

[oi_becki]

That's because the women usually are the hideous monsters. No, the irony isn't wasted.

Good. That means I can stop being sincere and go back to being a smart arse, then.

[purefoy_james]

Oh that's right, both Scylla and Charybdis were women.

That was sincerity??

nice lyrics

[anonymous]

I really wonder what it would be like to have sex with you.

Hello Darkness my old friend

[purefoy_james]

Care to find out?

I've come to talk to you again

[anonymous]

Oh yes, but alas, I won't. For several reasons.

Because a vision softly creeping

[purefoy_james]

Which would be?

[emily_mortimer]

Grow the fuck up...

I guess that is what I wish I could say, but it would be to deaf ears.

[purefoy_james]

I'm trying, love, I'm trying!

Aye, most of the time the things that we truly want to say fall upon deaf ears.