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November 23 - November 25, 2024
Surely we could be in the same room for five minutes and not kill each other.
“But what if I fall? What if I stumble?” “Start asking better questions, my dove. What if you soar? What if you race the stars themselves?”
The whole male species ought to be magicked away to an island to live out their days of idiocy in peace.
Adriana Saint Lucent couldn’t be the mysterious Lady F.
From the earnest sound of his voice, he made it seem like years, not days.
Hatred wasn’t shining in his eyes. It was something far worse.
“You smell like a dead goat that’s been baking in the sun for days.” “That’s oddly specific. I’m sorry you’ve encountered that before.” I
Book lovers made secretly devious bedmates. No wonder Sloth’s House was a library.