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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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Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
Age: 40
Born: 1984
Born: April 16
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Insanity makes the rivers flow.
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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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The first time I kissed you, you had just cut off your hair with a plastic knife. You were in restraints and your lips were completely chapped and dry from the tranquilizers. The next day you tried to kill me with a torn-off piece of bedsheet. I've seen you at your worst. You hardly need to dress up for me.
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Only in our darkest hour do we find the light. Humans are destructive by nature. The world is lacking balance. Terrors are beginning to triumph over the simple joys. Stand back and watch, because you're going to be here when we fall.
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Do unto others as you would have them do unto you,'Aubrey. I will avenge this scar and every scar you have put into my heart. -Risika(In The Forest Of The Night)
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I want to chase the butterflies.
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Aubrey's voice when he answered was soft. I'm one of the reasons they wouldn't dare.
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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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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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The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become.
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Live it well and this life can be grand.
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My prayer is simple my dear one, my dear one. May you never need understand. My prayer is for peacetime, my child, my child. Live it well and this life can be grand.
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Breath belongs to Mehay. Ecl has no use for it.
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Some people use things they destroy. You're a creator, a builder.
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I'm standing in a slaughterhouse where the cattle are begging to become hamburgers. I have a right to be jumpy.
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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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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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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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Those who cannot be aggressive are hunted down while they shiver and hide because the night is dark.
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