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White pill, blue pill, yellow pill, purple pill its like swallowing a rainbow every bedtime.

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Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
Age: 40
Born: 1984
Born: April 16
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Silver Spring
Maryland
White
Swallowing
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Bedtime
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The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become.
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I ask for trust. It is a lot, I know it isn't easy to give. But it is all I ask.
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You speak of giving up my dreams. Have you ever, since Maeve's coven split, had a dream? Have you ever had anything worth dying for?
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They say the first of my kind was Alasdair, a human raised by hawks. She learned the languages of birds and was gifted with their form.
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Insanity makes the rivers flow.
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In a society that worships love, freedom and beauty, dance is sacred. It is a prayer for the future, a remembrance of the past and a joyful exclamation of thanks for the present.
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Those who cannot be aggressive are hunted down while they shiver and hide because the night is dark.
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Your mother all but accused me of something that is, among my kind, the highest crime a man can commit. There is no trial, only punishment, because it is considered better to let an innocent man die than let a guilty one live. (Page 79.)
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The question then is, how much are you willing to give? And I answered, Anything. A breath later, Zane echoed my response with, Everything.
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We are not. We never were we never shall be. We return to the void we never, for mehay is the center of all, and all is the center of nothing.
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A story isn't a charcoal sketch, where every stroke lies on the surface to be seen. It's an oil painting, filled with layers that the author must uncover so carefully to show its beauty.
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I could not cry for my own brother he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and the endless slaughter that I had almost contributed to. (page 8)
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I want to chase the butterflies.
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Life is nothing without a little chaos to make it interesting.
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No one can make you a victim but yourself.
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I wish to you sunshine, my dear one, my dear one. And treetops for you to soar past. I wish to you innocence, my child, my child. I pray you don't grow up too fast. Never know pain, my dear one, my dear one. Nor hunger nor fear nor sorrow. Never know war, my child, my child. Remember your hope for tomorrow.
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The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night.
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What one person does, several people usually consider.
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But you can't kill humans It's-- Evil? The world is evil Risika. Wolves hunt the stragglers in a group of deer. Vultures devour the fallen.Hyenas destroy the weak. Humans kill that which they fear. Survive and be strong, or die, cornered by your prey, trembling because the night is dark.
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Only love can break a heart into so many pieces. -Risika(In The Forest Of The Night)
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