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The world lies concealed
Beneath a layer of white --
A funeral shroudWinter is undeniably upon us once again. I fear I shan't be venturing outdoors much for the months to come; the wind is althogether unforgiving for these feathers. I suppose it's fitting; winter is a time of relfection, don't you think? As I shut myself away indoors and wait out ( Read more... ) -
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Ah... I apologize for my sudden absence. I was called back to Johto for a personal emergency. It seems my co-ordinator went through a rather rough breakup. Her ex not only took several of her prized possessions with him, but her contest Ambipom as well. The situation has been diffused, thankfully, and Melissa is stable enough for me to return home ( Read more... ) -
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So I tried to bake a cake because baking helps me stay calm but I don't think that it worked out too good. I'm too little to reach the counter even when I'm a human so I went back to being a bird and teleported up there. But it's really hard to pour out ingredients and stuff when they weigh more than you do and my telekinesis isn't as good as it ( Read more... ) -
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It seems I need to invest in a new hobby. I have been spending far too much time baking as of late. I simply cannot eat all of this myself, yet it seems like a shame to let it all go to waste. I don't suppose there are any students out there that would like to make a request?
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Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As thou too shalt adore;
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"The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof."
-- Barbara Kingsolver
Well, Sumabura... we seem to be lacking an English teacher. I suppose I'm the closest thing we have to one, so... Creative Writing ( Read more... ) -
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[Oh hello Xatu, you are no longer a cheeto puff. You are, however, genderbent. Those who catch Xatu in human form will notice that she's very obviously a lady -- thanks to the height drop, she'd traded the usual robe-thing for a green zip-up. No eye-boobs, sorry.]
...Allow me to apologize for my behavior over the past few days. My condition was no ( Read more... )