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"'I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.'"
— Amelia Atwater-Rhodes (Shattered Mirror)
— Amelia Atwater-Rhodes (Shattered Mirror)
"cold as winter, strong as stone;
she faced the darkness all alone.
a silver goddess; a reflection.
a mirage; a recollection.
no return; no turning back.
the past is gone; the future, black.
serpents gather in their nest,
and she stands above the rest.
shadows hunt; she hunts the shadow.
the moon is risen; she stands below.
she views her world through the eyes of others.
black and white; there are no colors,
as she looks down upon a shattered youth.
a shattered mirror shows a shattered truth."
— nikolas ravena
she faced the darkness all alone.
a silver goddess; a reflection.
a mirage; a recollection.
no return; no turning back.
the past is gone; the future, black.
serpents gather in their nest,
and she stands above the rest.
shadows hunt; she hunts the shadow.
the moon is risen; she stands below.
she views her world through the eyes of others.
black and white; there are no colors,
as she looks down upon a shattered youth.
a shattered mirror shows a shattered truth."
— nikolas ravena
"BELOVED, gaze in thine own heart,
The holy tree is growing there;
From joy the holy branches start,
And all the trembling flowers they bear.
The changing colours of its fruit
Have dowered the stars with merry light;
The surety of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the night;
The shaking of its leafy head
Has given the waves their melody,
And made my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
There the Loves a circle go,
The flaming circle of our days,
Gyring, spiring to and fro
In those great ignorant leafy ways;
Remembering all that shaken hair
And how the wingèd sandals dart,
Thine eyes grow full of tender care:
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart.
Gaze no more in the bitter glass
The demons, with their subtle guile,
Lift up before us when they pass,
Or only gaze a little while;
For there a fatal image grows
That the stormy night receives,
Roots half hidden under snows,
Broken boughs and blackened leaves.
For all things turn to barrenness
In the dim glass the demons hold,
The glass of outer weariness,
Made when God slept in times of old.
There, through the broken branches, go
The ravens of unresting thought;
Flying, crying, to and fro,
Cruel claw and hungry throat,
Or else they stand and sniff the wind,
And shake their ragged wings; alas!
Thy tender eyes grow all unkind:
Gaze no more in the bitter glass."
— William Butler Yeats
The holy tree is growing there;
From joy the holy branches start,
And all the trembling flowers they bear.
The changing colours of its fruit
Have dowered the stars with merry light;
The surety of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the night;
The shaking of its leafy head
Has given the waves their melody,
And made my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
There the Loves a circle go,
The flaming circle of our days,
Gyring, spiring to and fro
In those great ignorant leafy ways;
Remembering all that shaken hair
And how the wingèd sandals dart,
Thine eyes grow full of tender care:
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart.
Gaze no more in the bitter glass
The demons, with their subtle guile,
Lift up before us when they pass,
Or only gaze a little while;
For there a fatal image grows
That the stormy night receives,
Roots half hidden under snows,
Broken boughs and blackened leaves.
For all things turn to barrenness
In the dim glass the demons hold,
The glass of outer weariness,
Made when God slept in times of old.
There, through the broken branches, go
The ravens of unresting thought;
Flying, crying, to and fro,
Cruel claw and hungry throat,
Or else they stand and sniff the wind,
And shake their ragged wings; alas!
Thy tender eyes grow all unkind:
Gaze no more in the bitter glass."
— William Butler Yeats
"And there I lie... the girl I used to know... shattered across the floor. will you take the time to put me back together?"
— Maxx:Melanie
— Maxx:Melanie
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"And there I lie... the girl I used to know... shattered across the floor. will you take the time to put me back together?"
— Maxx:Melanie
— Maxx:Melanie
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