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Are you listening, little bird?

Lilith Saintcrow

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Lilith Saintcrow
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: January 1
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New Mexico
United States
Anna Beguine
Lili St. Crow
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Littles
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Oh God, Oh God we’re all gonna die doesn’t really fit the definition of banter, now does it?
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Graves: Are you skipping? Off to a good start. Dru Anderson: I don’t want to deal with it today. Graves: Okay. I know a place to go. You shoot pool? I’m Graves. Dru Anderson: I know. Dru. Graves: Dru. You’re new. Couple of weeks, right? Welcome to Foley.
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Death did not play favorites—He loved all equally. What you cannot escape, you must fight what you cannot fight, you must endure . The god's voice—not quite words, just a thread of meaning laid in my receptive mind—
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What you can't run away from, you have to face
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His shoulder bumped mine again. Can I ask you something? I didn't answer. He was going to ask me anyway. People don't say that if they don't want to pry something out of you.
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The only place their voices were left was in my head. It was better than being alone but it was so, so lonely.
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Don't worry about me, I finally said. Really. I'm more worried about you. And even more worried about where Graves is. Are you? A fey smile lit his face, and I caught my breath. It was a shock to see him look so happy. Well, then.
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Graves: It’s going to snow. Dru Anderson: Thanks for the warning. Graves: Hey, no problem. First one’s free.
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There was Kir, red hair combed back and That Expression on his sharp face. Even his freckles looked serious. I'd given up wondering how a freckle-faced teenager could look so much like a disapproving granny.
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Come take a look at one of the oldest human urges- religion. After all, the only thing that makes us screwier is sex.
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Some days, a killing spree seems like a good idea.
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Some of the djamphir are so pretty it almost hurts to look at them. And it was hard to look without feeling rumpled and messy in comparison.
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Christophe, with the careful tone of an adult telling a kid not to pet the nice foaming-rabid pooch.
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Besides, the normal people here wouldn’t see it. That was what “different” meant. It’s just another word for lonely.
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I'd kind of expected that kids who knew about the Real World wouldn't act like jock dipwads. Guess I was wrong.
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His eyebrows drew together. He was perilously close to unibrow I guess nobody had held him down and administered a good plucking to the caterpillar climbing across his forehead.
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Really, I scolded myself, you should have known that you'd end up in a stone dungeon with no facilities. That's how these things always end up, isn't it?
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You're my friend, Danny. You understand? There's no debt between friends. Maybe it's just that the debt gets so high you stop counting it.
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He hadn't told me everything, but I'd left him for dead. I guess we were just about even...
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It was stealing her breath, imbecile. Go get a towel. -Christophe, Strange Angels by Lili St. Crow
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