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Created on 2012-01-08 05:17:11 (#1398768), last updated 2021-03-29 (219 weeks ago)
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| Name: | Colonel Jade Curtiss |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | Dec 15 |
I'm just a silly Colonel of the Malkuth Empire. Pleased to meet you~ B)
"The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea."
"The Last Unicorn" - Peter S. Beagle
"Well, in the past, you didn't joke around nor were you the kind people would joke with. There were people who called him a young noble. As for my expression of Jade at the time—
He was like a wounded beast."
- "Reminiscences of Jade", chapter 2
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
- John Donne
"The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea."
"The Last Unicorn" - Peter S. Beagle
"Well, in the past, you didn't joke around nor were you the kind people would joke with. There were people who called him a young noble. As for my expression of Jade at the time—
He was like a wounded beast."
- "Reminiscences of Jade", chapter 2
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
- John Donne
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