Magnus x Alec - Just StaggerMagnus x Alec - Just Stagger
[Takes place during CoG] Magnus could only just stand.
He was within the glass city. The place that was supposed to be the most beautiful--the most vibrant place on earth. But, with the wards down, he could only see dust. Not the dust the collected upon his wooden, apartment floor... but a metaphor of the fallen; or, in this case, the fallen angel.
It is quite easy to see, he said to himself. From this high. Really... what did he expect? He had walked up one of the highest standing hills in Idris; it just wasn't for his o
outside the blinds I know I was afraid.outside the blinds
I know I would never feel the same--I know, like before, I will never get the things around me. I know there's a tide, pulling me in; keeping me in. But I get the feeling it's trying to pull me back out, too. People come, people go. Some try to pull me through these closed blinds, some try to seat me down--teach me a lesson or two. Or, like many, just give up... pack up and leave me behind.
There were many. If they were to squeeze into a lone room, I imagine they'd be crowds. I visualize many of different color, many of different gender.
i hated love.When I looked at love... when I spoke of love... when I loved, I hated it.i hated love.
So then why is it sometimes I look down to my right hand—and clasp? I realized I did this often—pretending that there’s somebody else present, holding my hand, guiding my soul down this ugly path.
Though I trust that accompanied trail would reek of utter gorgeousness—and, of course, this particular path leads to nothingness.
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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Congratulations!
You've just lost The Game.
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Joy- the simplest form of gratitude.
---Unser Leben wird durch Möglichkeiten bestimmt, auch durch jene die wir versäumen...---
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