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Dec 03, 2002 02:26

The end of my days comes nigh like the dawn, inching ever closer as a cold wind, rending me breathless, alone in my armchair, consumed with sweat and fear. This plague has taken its toll on me, and my body cannot compete with the constant struggle held inside me, just beneath the surface of my skin. I cannot cry, and I cannot move myself to more ( Read more... )

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angelstorm December 3 2002, 04:27:08 UTC
Amazing what you wrote sometimes ;)

*glompees* missed ya.

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sil7ertongue December 3 2002, 11:00:01 UTC
*gives Eve a squeeze and ruffles hair* ;) Welcome back, babe.

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Re: angelstorm December 5 2002, 00:30:52 UTC
Thankies ^o^

Just one question... why Elrond? *hid smile*

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sil7ertongue December 5 2002, 12:26:10 UTC
I like Elrond. His character is really deep. And Hugo Weaving is very cool. XD

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ladylaora December 3 2002, 07:35:07 UTC
As I've said before, if I *ever* get a one line descriptive to something like this, I would be very upset....

...and I love demanding LJ entries :)

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sil7ertongue December 3 2002, 11:00:56 UTC
*one-line response* =P

*steals covers*

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