May she become a flourishing hidden tree, That all her thoughts may like the linnet be, And have no business but dispensing round Their magnanimities of sound; Nor but in merriment begin a chase, Nor but in merriment a quarrel. Oh, may she live like some green laurel Rooted in one dear perpetual place. — W.B. Yeats, A Prayer for my …
O, never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.As easy might I from my self departAs from my soul which in thy breast doth lie.That is my home of love; if I have ranged,Like him that travels I return again,Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,So that …
Dear diary? Yeah, this feels stupid... but I was told that writing my feelings down might help open myself up a bit and that's something I desperately need so here goes... I am, in fact, a grown woman. Shut up. I cant complain about the life I'm living, really. Overall it's pretty good, I guess. …
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,and never brought to mind?Should auld acquaintance be forgot,and auld lang syne? And surely ye'll be your pint-stoup!and surely I'll be mine!And we'll tak' a cup o’ kindness yet,for auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes,and pou'd the gowans fine;But we've wander'd mony a weary fit,sin' auld lang …
Once they had secured themselves of a place, Remi and Tori really could not be any happier. They were very, very much in their honeymoon phase and although he would not soon forget that encounter he had had with Grim - he had accepted the fact that the latter would always hold a special place …
Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me –The Carriage held but just Ourselves –And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no hasteAnd I had put awayMy labor and my leisure too,For His Civility – We passed the School, where Children stroveAt Recess – in the Ring –We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –We passed the Setting Sun – Or …
A/N: are you ready for a morally absolutely reprehensible chapter? Yeah, I didn't think so. All of these events were game-driven, by the way... Christine truly was indestructible - I'll always admire her for that. She deserves everyone's utmost respect. How horrible my play style used to be. 😂 Also, had no idea back then …
When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,I all alone beweep my outcast state,And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,And look upon myself and curse my fate,Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,With what I most enjoy contented …
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Remi had gone a bit off the rails, there, for a while. He saw that now. The whole burning-up-in-the-sun-for-your-star-crossed-lover thing had been a bit extreme. But still, he'd got something off it: he was finally given the sign he'd needed. Grim had brought him back. He cared. Now it was time for Remi to honor …
Warning: this chapter contains suicide. Please, read with caution - and don't read if you do not feel comfortable around this subject! I let the game drive most of my stories, and so events that don't really seem to make any sense, like in this chapter the one Sim just disappearing as she burns to …
Black Sheep 