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Heart to Heart part 4Will do you believe dreams can come true?
Will: Sometimes, depends on what kind of dream I had.
Dawn, if you could do anything over again in your life, what would it be?
Dawn: Meeting Peter for the first time.
Love at first sight?
Peter: Heck yeah. I thought being able to control people and making them commit murder/suicide was cool! And ditching the scythe for an executioner axe. Brilliant.
Dawn: A scythe looks wimpy to me. Executioner axe seems more fitting.
Peter you get
Peter: That mystery card thingy?
Peter: Woo hoo. * Dance's weird*
And you're dating this guy?
Dawn: Yeah. * Lightly smiles*
Fred what makes you smile?
Fred: I don't smile.
Peter: Yes you do. I just told everyone that you have a tickle spot.
Fred: Fine! I have a tickle spot, and it make's me smile if you poke it.
Will what is the one thing you know you'll regret if you never do it?
Will: I guess it would be ending the wars I started. I mean I know it is my job, but I think they should
Heart to Heart part 3O-kay and we are back. And I thought you 4 are immortals; I didn't know you guys ate pizza!
Dawn: We do. But because we are in our human forms, so of course we need to eat. Well everyone except Fred.
Peter: Yeah. He's .
O-kay we should get back to the game. Dawn would you rather have loved and lost, or never to have loved at all?
Dawn: Well I would have to say Loved and Lost, because I think it is a wonderful feeling when you are sitting next to someone you love.
Peter: Now I'm confused.
Will: What is so confusing about that?
Peter: Earlier she said that hate was more powerful then love, and now she is saying that she would rather pick loved and lost then to never to love at all. I just don't get it.
Dawn: And you never will.
Alright then, now Peter who has the prettiest smile in the world?
Why do you think so?
Peter: Because if you find his tickle spot he would start laughing uncontrollably and well it is a rare moment.
I never knew Famine had a
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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