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  <title>brain dead...</title>
  <subtitle>random, chaotic, radical</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-01-29T17:50:44Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ish1618:8093</id>
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    <title>new fic</title>
    <published>2009-01-29T17:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T17:50:44Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction"/>
    <category term="sasusaku"/>
    <lj:music>a little less sixteen candles...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt; Naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;to the fairest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre: &lt;/strong&gt;Angst/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating: &lt;/strong&gt;Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;"&gt;golden apple&lt;/span&gt; belongs to the fairest&amp;hellip;sasusaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL:&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4826292/1/"&gt; &lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4826292/1/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please drop by and leave a review! thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ish1618:7851</id>
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    <title>where is the cadaver pool?</title>
    <published>2008-11-29T15:54:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-29T15:54:02Z</updated>
    <category term="pool"/>
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    <content type="html">seriously, I want to see that...that'd be soo cool and so creepy at the same time! how did I learn about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: kuya, san nyo nilalagay yang mga yan? (where do you keep those bodies?)&lt;br /&gt;lab attendant: ah sa pool...(in the pool)&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? pool?&lt;br /&gt;lab attendant: oo, may cadaver pool, binababad sa formalin (yes, a cadaver pool. we soak them in formalin)&lt;br /&gt;me: *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet it'd be such an experience if I see that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;anyway, I've ssen twilight...twice! (don't ask, I think I've just spent my life savings)...as a movie, it was good (I think) but as a film adaptation of the book, not so much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really didn't care much and the boys are too good looking...carlisle is so....yummy (you should've heard the fangirls scream)...and jasper is so hot and emmet is so hot and edward is just...dreamy...I freaking loved watching it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also funny watching because for the two times I've entered the cinema, the audience reactions were the same...damnit, it was like an interactive movie, I could just anticipate the screams and the ooh's and ahh's of people (especially girls!) and I wil never criticize cheesy lines again (the aww's are pretty much understandable...too cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh twilight...*dreamy sigh here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ish1618:7440</id>
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    <title>an interesting school day...</title>
    <published>2008-11-12T16:12:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-12T16:12:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">when I went to school today, I was dead scared...and I meant that literally. I learned it was our first lab day in human anatomy and we were going to start dissecting cadavers...I swear my hands were clammy during the morning lecture and I ate lunch definetely NOT looking forward to the afternoon lab...I thought i was nervous without really being sure of how I felt (I was imagining something straight out of a horror movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freaking disoriented ...so were the rest of us...this is a typical scene:&lt;br /&gt;me: Shit, Kinakabahan nako (shit, I'm nervous)&lt;br /&gt;my classmate1: ano? eh ikaw pa naman inaasahan ko... (what? and I was really depending on you)&lt;br /&gt;me: huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classmate2: grabe, ulo pa naman (oh my god, and it's the head we'll handle)&lt;br /&gt;classmate3:&amp;nbsp; di ko ma-imagine, papalabasin ba tayo pag nasusuka na? (I can't imagine myself doing that, will they allow us to go out if we need to puke?)&lt;br /&gt;me: *smiles uneasily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I had no idea a few of my classmates thought I was that brave...I mean really, what the heck, it's a dead person's body damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the afternoon comes and we went to the third floor of the college of medicine and it I was greeted with the familiar smell of dead bodies (it really smelled like those dead cats we dissected a year ago) and the ever-present, nauseating, tear-inducing formalin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the dreaded time comes and when I first saw the body, I was expecting my horror movie experience...and then when we started (it was skinning of the head and neck)...heck, I was fascinated. I can't understand myself...seriously. After one from my group started to slit the skin, I found myself equipped with clamps and scalpels and one of the first people to work...though I didn't convince classmate 1 to join in our work...teehee, (she went outside and studied the skull instead)...so after the dissection, I went home with a different classmate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: all that nervousness for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;classmate2: nagulat nga ako sa'yo eh, sabi mo kanina takot ka, grupo nyo pa unang natapos (I was a bit astounded with you, you told me you were scared plus your group was the first to finish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was an exciting day and surprisingly, a very calm (and fun?) class</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ish1618:7078</id>
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    <title>Omorfia and a preview...</title>
    <published>2008-10-26T16:35:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-26T16:35:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;here's the aphrodite/hephaestus short I'm talking about 1st part is Aphrodite's point of view, second is Hepahestus'...I hope you like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Omorfia (Beauty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it, I have always known it. I have seen it in your eyes. The first time you laid your eyes on me, I knew you have loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are another of the victims of my treacherous looks. You loved me, you wanted me and you had me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;They thought that if I were married, my deceitful ways would come to an end; if not, they wished me to be disgraced-the Goddess of Beauty married to the ugliest Olympian of all-the idea, no matter how anyone would look at it, is absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;We were a spectacle, a sight to behold.&amp;nbsp; Everyone else would talk about us but I acted indifferently, I have plotted vengeance for each of them, and that was enough to ease my rage. You were tormented. Unlike me, your heart was pure. Day and night you sit in your forge and do your duty to drown all thoughts of everyone, of how they stared and whispered and condemned you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are ambitious, they say and still do. But I know all you want is to be accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But my pride was hurt and my anger was directed at you. I would go off each night to sleep with gods and mortals alike but never with you. I would talk longer to every other Olympian than I would my own husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But I see your eyes each time I go, I see your face every time I would ignore you and it was full of pain. I know you did not deserve all that I have done. But I am perfidious, disdainful and I continued to treat you as I would a common mortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But still, you stayed by my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I am the Goddess of Love and Beauty. I am unfit for my title. If anything, you embodied it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;They call you the ugly and lame God of the Forge but they do not know that you were purer than all of them. I know, I can see it, I can feel it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I remember when you were punished by father. You were only trying to protect your mother. Your mother who despised you the day you were born. But you loved her just the same and suffered in her behalf. How can anyone ever think ugly of you after that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have always known about every tear you shed. I have always known that you look with pain and longing at my ever retreating back. I have always known about the sleepless nights that you have fervently wished that I would come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I know that you would have struck Ares with all your might each time you saw him but you refuse to listen to your whims, because you thought of me, even if you ache inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You have always thought of me. I am selfish, conceited, and treacherous; I deserve no such love. I am the cause of suffering of many and I have tricked and lied and caused torment to everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You have always spoken words of love and devotion, quietly, shamefully, if you would find me alone. And I chose to ignore you as your head bowed to further shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And I am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I am sorry for causing too much pain. I am sorry for crushing your heart and your confidence. I am sorry for all the hurt you feel. I am sorry because you deserve none of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are clean, untainted. You are pure. Your beauty is not one they can see but your beauty is of the best kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Your beauty comes from your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And in my sick and twisted life, that kind of beauty is the only thing I can hold on to, nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have loved you the very first time I saw you. I looked on and thought,&lt;i style=""&gt; how could such a beautiful being exist?&lt;/i&gt; Next to you, everyone else fades in comparison.&amp;nbsp; I could drown in your eyes and be intoxicated by your scent. I have loved you and somehow convinced Lord Zeus to make you my betrothed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You were not happy. The gods talked about us and I understand, you are beautiful and I am ugly. It is that simple. I was a disgrace to your name but I am selfish and I chose to stay with you. I know you act indifferently but I know you are hurt. They all perceived you evil; beautiful but evil, it was all they saw of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are devious, they say that and still do but I know you are only afraid of getting hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You, of all divinities, have seen pain unlike any other. You have seen emotional torment. They blame it all on you but I know you never meant all of it, all you wanted was to spread love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I am the lame and ugly God of the Forge and I deserve it for my form is of a monstrous kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are the Goddess of Love and Beauty and nobody else is fit to be called that but you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have always known that you never meant to hurt me. I have always known that you are angry at yourself and not me. That is why I stay by your side. I have always known that it does not please you to sleep with gods and mortals. I have always known you did not come home at night so you cannot see me and feel guilty about what you have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I remember the time a mortal stabbed your wrist. You were trying to save your son; you were keeping him from harm. You fled back here in agony and they had the audacity to laugh at you. How could anyone laugh at a mother&amp;rsquo;s love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I would have rampaged and killed every god and mortal who ever touched you but then I see you and your eyes are sad and I do not want to add any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You ignore me but I know, you are protecting your name and I understand. I have given you such a predicament. I choose to speak of my love, even if it is indolent because somehow, I want to comfort you, to assure you that my love is pure. I did not want your body; I did not want your favors. You could hate me for eternity and I would still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I love you because you are beautiful-both in appearance and your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You act treacherous, disdainful. You take all the blame when mortals and gods alike are hurt by love. You take all the harsh words and malicious stares sent your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So I am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I am sorry because you are trapped as the wife of the ugliest of us all. I am sorry because I can do nothing to help you. I am sorry because I do not even have the courage to tell them that you have never wished for anything more than pure love. I am sorry I am lame and ugly and undeserving of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;They may not know but I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are clean, untainted. You are pure. Your beauty is one they can see as only skin deep but your beauty is of the best kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Your real beauty comes from your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And I know that because of that I will never stop loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's chapter 16's preview for OUAFP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hades sipped on his goblet and leaned back on his chair and relived the moments that made him choke with self-loathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;You have taken my love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have made everyone suffer as I have. I did not touch you for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everything she said felt like venom and yet, he saw, through her blind rage, all the pain hidden behind her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Agony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;What has he done? The full impact of everything he did hit him now. It felt like the flames of Tartarus threatened to engulf him. It felt like a giant just swung a full-forced blow on him. It felt like he was hit with a thunderbolt and yet, he had a feeling that even taking on such pains literally would not be enough. Nothing would ever be enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;The sheer weight of his unforgivable actions blew him away. He has never been one to lose control, or fail or even feel regret. Yet, there he was, accomplishing those things that should be absent at the advent of his being the Lord of the Underworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;But he was not stupid. He can never fully understand. He knew that. No matter how much he would loathe himself, how much worse he felt, he cannot truly gauge the anguish he has caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;And it made him reel into self-contained and self-directed fury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;He closed his eyes and hoped for sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>ish1618 @ 2008-10-17T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-17T13:53:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-17T13:53:13Z</updated>
    <category term="sasusaku"/>
    <category term="emerald eyes"/>
    <category term="relative time"/>
    <content type="html">I've posted a oneshot over at ff.net....if you have the time, kindly read and review...thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4597278/1/of_relative_time_and_emerald_eyes" class="snap_shots"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of relative time and emerald eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;:Because forever isn&amp;rsquo;t long enough and he couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but look. Sakura and Sasuke POV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre:&lt;/strong&gt; Romance/General&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating&lt;/strong&gt;: K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4597278/1/of_relative_time_and_emerald_eyes" class="snap_shots"&gt;And even as I knew I have shattered her innocence long ago, I cannot help but try, with this probably insignificant act, to make amends.&lt;img src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.51.1/t.gif" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.51.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -1128px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" class="snap_preview_icon" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you again in advance! reviews are highly appreciated (who doesn't love reviews?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ish&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>penname...</title>
    <published>2008-10-13T15:28:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-13T15:28:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just wanna notify my readers and peers that i changed my penname from ishgreeklady to &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/~ishtheabstract"&gt;ish.the.abstract&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? I thought it was getting old (inner me: totally random...no particular reason...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>notes for OUAFP ch13 and next chapter's preview</title>
    <published>2008-09-13T16:10:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-13T16:10:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;ime for the dreaded notes for chapter 13!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1: ichor= sorta like the blood of immortals&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2: Daphne= a nymph pursued by Apollo who turned into the laurel tree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pytis= a nymph who hated marriage but was pursued by pan, she disappeared into the soil&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Syrinx=a nymph pursued by pan, she asked to be transformed to water reeds (pan&amp;rsquo;s instrument was &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;made of this to immortalize her memory and because pan thought the sound it made in water was great)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Klytie=she loved Helios but Helios didn&amp;rsquo;t, she waited for him everyday as he passed through the sky, she was eventually stuck in the ground as she changed to a plant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Otus and Ephialtes=foolish giants who pursued Artemis and Hera, they killed each other by a trap courtesy of Artemis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;There are probably a lot of other versions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;here's ch. 14's preview (I've written some of it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chapter 14: Shadowy Silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hades.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Dark Lord faced the source of the voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hecate.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I am not here to denounce you Hades.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hades nodded in understanding. Hecate was never one to condemn and brood over things past. Hecate was a goddess of actions. With Hecate, it was always solutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I am here to tell you that if you ask for her forgiveness, she eventually will. She is willing to forget everything given enough time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Will she?&amp;rdquo;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know she will Hades.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I am despicable. How will she ever forgive me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do not think so low of her. Her heart has endured, it still does but she cannot stay angry for long, especially not at you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why is that,&amp;rdquo; Hades asked with a humorless laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You have chosen her yourself. You know how pure her heart is and you know that she loves you too much.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know,&amp;rdquo; he said, voice softer and his eyes more gentle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my readers and reviewers!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: You and A Fictional Character of Your Choice</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T14:09:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T14:09:31Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were stranded on an island with a fictional character, who would it be and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mesnyder_92' lj:user='mesnyder_92' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mesnyder-92.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mesnyder-92.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mesnyder_92&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=507'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=507"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
probably edward cullen...I'd gladly die if it's him, in his hands...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I guess for practicality's sake, I'd have to settle for a werewolf, I don't like Jacob much though so I'd want Seth Clearwater instead</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>twilight!</title>
    <published>2008-08-12T18:54:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T18:54:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>she had the world ~panic at the disco</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so, I've finally decided to read twilight but it's hard to find in bookstores here, it's either sold out or something so my great great friend gave me ebooks of twilight, new moon and eclipse! yay! and now, I can read cause don't really mind reading in my laptop!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, pointless rambling...what? I'm excited, my friends say it's really good...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>OUAFP update</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T07:43:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T09:02:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OUAFP chapter 12 is now up and next chapter is the dreaded one (to me)....oh my god....please god, help me write it well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving a really teeny sneak peek for next Chapter which will be entitled "The Queen of the Underworld"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I can feel it&lt;b&gt;,” &lt;/b&gt;the goddess of love said, her eyes looking out into the sky.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“What do you feel?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Unrest.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“What?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“A heart is full. It is too intense. It will have to….”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“What is it?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“..release,” she said, eyes never leaving a cloud.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I will go to her.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“No.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Demeter looked at her, face distressed and strained.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I have to.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Marpessa!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;The elder goddess seemed stressed, her ancient eyes that have seen a thousand eons looked tired.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Lady Hecate, what is it you need?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Where is Persephone?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I do not know my lady.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Come now, let us find her.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;A great crease in her forehead heightened the look of anguish the goddess was having. Marpessa knew something was happening. Something is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;please go to Ch 12, the current chapter and review...thank you so much to all my beloved readers!&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>ish1618 @ 2008-08-04T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T16:05:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T16:05:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prologue: Brush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I watch you from afar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Always from afar&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Conspicuous yet subtle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;And all too fragile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Always looking, never touching&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Always looking, never touching&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;--&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her hair is pink. And everybody notices.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She is beautiful and graceful and lonely. And he sees her as she walks through the halls, as she passes him by the street, as she saunters with her head down, pink locks cascading over her face. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Teme,” a blonde friend’s voice cuts through the silence, “what are you looking at?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Raven hair sways as the boy with the onyx gaze turns his head in recognition. “Nothing.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The blonde one sighs and plays with his food. “It’s her again, isn’t it?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He doesn’t reply; a vague side glance is the only thing that says that he’s guilty. “Give it up, Sasuke. It’s pointless, ” another boy with an air of idleness speaks, arms extending over the table as he stretches in place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You think so.” It is not a question, merely a statement. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He sits still. “You…think so.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blue eyes meet brown and they share a look.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;CRASH.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All eyes look to a man, apologizing to a pale girl on the floor, asking if he can help her. She shakes her head. &lt;i style=""&gt;No. &lt;/i&gt;He looks concerned so he reaches for her shoulder, meaning to hoist her up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All eyes turn from the hustle bustle of lunch break to an interesting scene.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the contact, she winces, as if in pain. Tears run to the corners of her eyes and she looks at the man, pleading, refusing. He releases her and looks confused.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She shakes her head once again, and then she slowly stands up as she gathers her things. As she faces him once again, she bows in gratitude, but her eyes remain dark.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sasuke is at the edge of his seat, willing to stand up anytime. But no else does, no one else will help. Then Naruto placates him and Shikamaru shakes his head. He looks at them in abhorrence but he stays in place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She walks to a table at the far end of the cafeteria. She sits alone. She is always alone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her clothes are the only things around her. They protect her from touch. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because it burns and it hurts and it makes her want to cry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One last longing gaze and he turns back to his food.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Her face was not meant to be hidden&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Her eyes never meant to be blurred&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Her skin shouldn’t have been so pale &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Her stride was not meant to be slow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;--&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is an accident. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He punches his locker in sheer frustration. His defective locker is keeping him from going to class on time. He kicks it, relieving the stress of having to walk in late as he enters class. And then, miraculously, it opens and he reaches for his books and almost crams them into his bag. He shuts it with a bang as he walks fast to his next class. He never runs. He doesn’t need to. He will be forgiven.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because he is Uchiha Sasuke and he is intelligent and handsome. He is everybody’s pride. He can kill and nothing will change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He walks fast, he walks faster. He reaches for a mint in his pocket as he turns his attention from the hall to his fruitless search.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He is walking too fast. And a feather-light touch grazes his shoulder.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He looks to his left and he sees her as she looks at him wide-eyed and he notices that her eyes are green and her lips are pink. She curls her arms closer to her body as she looks away from him and continues walking then she runs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He stops and looks at her retreating back. He convinces himself that it is real. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It is their first contact. Shoulder to shoulder. Eye to eye.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is vague and soft and fleeting. But it is their first contact.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is an accident. It is just a brush. But it is still a touch.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I watch you from afar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I watch you from close by&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Conspicuous yet subtle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;And all too fragile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Always looking, with memories of an ephemeral touch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A lasting ephemeral touch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ish1618:4649</id>
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    <title>In this kingdom by the sea</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T16:04:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T16:06:22Z</updated>
    <category term="nodame cantabile"/>
    <category term="fragile blossom"/>
    <category term="classical"/>
    <category term="annabel lee"/>
    <category term="anime"/>
    <lj:music>symphony no. 40 in G minor ~mozart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size="4" color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But we loved with a love that was more than love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;because Annabel Lee is just too beautifully tragic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah...contrary to popular belief...I do have a life...so I shall talk about it n the best place evarr...the internet...seriously, it's the best place in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I got to bed yesterday in 3:30 in the morning because I was watching Nodame Cantabile and yes, it is a very entertaining anime, I'm sure my mind was stimulated if just a bit by the classical music and yes, I am a fan of classical music...what the heck, it's good for my ears and I just love it! (seriously, listen to Rachmaninoff's piano concerto no. 2 or the immensely popular Canon by Pachelbel and you'll be hooked I tell you!)...ok I'm a freak, bite me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;I was recently influenced by Katie Louise's love for colored text so I am gonna imitate her....whatever, it is fun! And this second paragraph will be dedicated to yet another anime (you: I thought you had a life? me: Anime IS LIFE!)....but seriously? have you seen Air Movie? it made me cry a lot....damn it and I hate crying over such things but I did...pathetic...I know...and while I was eating some snacks too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I was waiting for a ride the other day just after it rained so hard that the streets were flooded...I waited for the water to subside and effing waited for 1 and a half hours...god, I'm either seriously retarded or extraordinarily patient...I waited 'cause I didn't want to take the train 'cause if I did, I'd still have to walk some 10 minutes before I arrive home...so while I was waiting, there was this ridiculous number of people waiting like me so I did the only thing pertinent to pass my time and that's boy hunting of course! okay so not really boy hunting, just looking for some good-looking boys and I swore that if I saw 5, that would be my cue to take the train, after 1 1/2 hours, I found three but I was runnign out of poatience and my calves were getting stiff so I had to move around until I finally decided to ride the train...and guess what, It took just 25 minutes to get home, including the walk and I was just kicking myself for wasting my precious time because I didn't want to walk...okay rambling, sorry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#003366"&gt;and on that same day, my "good friends" were with me and we saw a cute guy just in front of us...we aren't able to walk through the street at that time 'cause the water was still ankle-deep and then to my surprise, one of my friends shouted "hey, cute guy was able to pass!" and the guy was really close and I'm glad he didn't hear her but the two of us who didn't shout had to scoot away for a little as we gave a look that said "shame on you" and then she laughed and said she was sorry then we proceeded to follow the cute guy's path&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;and lastly, (I can't help it)...I'm working on fragile blossom (title subject to change) whether it wins in my profile's poll or not...I'm enjoying it, and I really really want to make it good...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;Inspirations include: Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe, a dream, Persephone, a novel I’ve read and Don’t Cry Out by the amazing rawful butter aka beloved Katie Louise&lt;a href="http://ish1618.livejournal.com/4876.html"&gt;.....here's a preview for those who'd like to see it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; I'm out!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ish1618:4352</id>
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    <title>chapter 12 preview...</title>
    <published>2008-07-18T15:08:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-18T15:08:38Z</updated>
    <category term="persephone"/>
    <category term="reviews!"/>
    <category term="once upon a frozen spring"/>
    <category term="hades"/>
    <content type="html">here's OUAFP chapter 12 preview for all my beloved readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“My Queen,” Amus said as he curtsied,” A nymph is here to see you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Persephone’s expression must have varied considerably because Amus added, “she said she comes at your service my lady.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Then send her in Amus.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Liasa walked in, half terrified, half-determined. She was not sure if this was the right decision. If the Queen was as cold as she thought her to be then she would be threading on dangerous ground by even mentioning that she was an acquaintance of Minthe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;She saw Persephone, and all her fears fled. Standing before her was not a merciless queen, but a monarch who smiled and graciously stood to welcome such a stranger as herself. It was because she can feel this queen’s pain, that all harsh words were drowned in her throat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good day, young woman. What can I do for you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Your majesty, forgive my intrusion but I am here because I am an acquaintance of Minthe.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Persephone went slightly stiff but she beckoned Liasa to continue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“My name is Liasa your majesty but I come for you, not Minthe.” This is it, no heading back now, she thought. “I came here to inform you of the suffering mortals.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Persephone stepped down from her throne.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Child,” she said softly, “I know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think it will be posted some time on August whenever I finish writing and editing...good day and happy reading&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;p.s. Overprotected will be updated within the month...thanks for the 66 faves and 94 alerts....you guys are the best!&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>a new fic!</title>
    <published>2008-07-16T16:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T16:00:01Z</updated>
    <category term="shikaino"/>
    <lj:music>remember when it rained</lj:music>
    <content type="html">after a relatively long wait, first chapter is finally posted! and i'm really hoping for more reviews for this one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overture to Entropy (collab with Conspicuous Pink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: It was simply a dare but dares are stupid and they can lead to unexpected kisses, memories and all things in between. Who knew that after so long, they still had a connection? Then the prettiest girl is suddenly talking to the laziest genius; it could be trouble brewing or possibly...love? ShikaIno. AU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;K+&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre: &lt;/b&gt;Romance/Humor&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4399051/1/"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;please drop by and review...it would really mean so much...thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/763607/ishgreeklady"&gt;~ish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>grr...</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T08:10:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-14T08:10:44Z</updated>
    <category term="freaking annoying"/>
    <category term="pissed off"/>
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    <content type="html">i am so freaking pissed! but...I'll get over it and whatever...but I'm still pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first I had to take this killer exam and then it rained on so hard on my way home then have to read something unpleasant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, it's a bad day...good thing there are people like favz-chan and the amazing rawful butter (yes, I decided to call you with 'the amazing' from now on...teehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Choices chapter 4 is up...please read and review...thanks</content>
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    <title>big grin</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T17:58:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T17:58:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am celebrating Overprotected's 65 favorites and 93 story alerts!!!!! I love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...pshhht, it's nothing compared to other authors but oh well, i'm still as grateful....thank you soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope more people would review...that'd be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, pointless rambling...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>inspiration!</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T09:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T09:04:18Z</updated>
    <category term="new fics!"/>
    <category term="sasusaku"/>
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    <category term="naruhina"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;i love it, my muse is coming back and I have these new ideas for my next multi-chaptered fic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a poll up in my ff.net profile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kissing In the Rain:&lt;/b&gt; He didn’t know why but kissing her in the rain was addictive. But no, it’s not love. He swears it’s not love. After all, he was Sasuke Uchiha and she was just Sakura Haruno- but she didn't need to be so darn alluring when wet. AU. sasusaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aria of a Broken Heart&lt;/b&gt;: A music prodigy meets a girl who knows nothing about music. It was almost forbidden for them to even be together- almost. AU. sasusaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crescendo:&lt;/b&gt; It slowly built up until he can deny it no longer, until no one can interfere. It’s true; the hottest guy is in love with the most pathetic loser. AU. sasusaku. high school fic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bet:&lt;/b&gt; “I challenge you Uchiha-san, whoever takes ugly’s first kiss would have this,” he pointed to a scroll filled to the brim with precious new ninja techniques. Not that Uchiha Sasuke cared, but he’d be dead before he loses to anybody; especially to somebody like Sai. sasusaku, slight saisaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fragile Blossom:&lt;/b&gt; He can look but he can’t touch. Because touching can lead to dire consequences. And she’ll break because she’s fragile-too fragile. (In which Sakura was abused as a child and have a fear of being touched) AU. sasusaku. minor shikaino naruhina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;False Impressions&lt;/b&gt;: She thought he was just a jerk. He thought she was just another annoying girl. Then why are they stealing glances of each other during class and why can’t they stop thinking about each other? sasusaku shikaino. AU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/~ishgreeklady"&gt;my ff.net profile&lt;/a&gt; and vote...thanks in advance if you'll take the time</content>
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    <title>looking for inspiration...</title>
    <published>2008-06-28T18:13:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-28T18:21:56Z</updated>
    <category term="sasusaku"/>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <category term="shikaino"/>
    <category term="save thyself from misery"/>
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    <content type="html">I'm having writer's block and it's killing me...I can't seem to find the inspiration these days. Of course I may be just tired or too stressed but I hate writer's block, especially when i'm in the mood to write and I'm impulsive and all but I can't just blurt out things without proper enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Once Upon A Frozen Spring readers shouldn't be worried because I'm practically done writing the next chapter, I'm just gonna proofread next. It's almost the same for Choices so...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST. FINISH. SHE LOVES ME NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and get to finish Overprotected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just sleep this off and hope my muse returns to me soon.</content>
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    <title>updates...</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T14:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T14:39:03Z</updated>
    <category term="once upon a frozen spring"/>
    <content type="html">Once Upon A Frozen Spring will be updated on July 4 or earlier if I don't get too caught up in schoolwork...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, schoolwork is getting me tired, I'm just thankful I can rest this week....Overprotected will be updated soon...no definite date but soon, i've written about a third of Chapter 17 so don't worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices will be updated most probably in a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my readers for waiting and please don't forget to drop reviews...thanks again</content>
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    <title>Choices chap 2</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T13:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T13:55:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Choices Chapter 2 is now up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;b&gt;Choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Summary: Of needing and loving, of honor and desire, of pride and affection which would you choose? Whose heart would you break? Sasusaku nejiten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4318068/2/Choices"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4318068/2/Choices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;please read and review...thanks&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>previews!</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T13:20:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T13:20:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh my god I can't believe i forgot to post a sneak peak for the next chapter...again...so sorry, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Where have you been my dear, I have not seen you all week?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I have been with the servants my lord.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Why are you doing that? You are not a servant here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Of course I am not my lord,” Minthe said with pure vivacity,” but I wanted to make friends and they were nice to me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“That is good then.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“But,” Minthe added with mock sadness, “there was one who was rude. I do not understand, I was just asking him some things then he just, he was just mean and he shoved me. He also told me that I was a splinter in his eye. ”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Her lie was very well rehearsed. Minthe’s face spoke of undeniable disappointment. Hades was inclined to wrap his arms around her in embrace. (This was another thing about Minthe he liked, he felt as if he was free to express affection to her.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Tell me dear, who is this?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I believe his name was Andeon my lord.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“I will see to it that he will know how to respect you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Oh but do not do that my lord, I fear his dislike of me will increase.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Do not be too kind dear, come now, let us go see him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a 2nd sneak peek may be posted...thank you so much for your wonderful reviews! and *drumroll* *gasp* only 3 more chapters until the much awaited thing!!!&amp;nbsp; i just hope I do/ write it well&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>a new sasusaku story!</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T14:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T14:34:15Z</updated>
    <category term="nejiten"/>
    <category term="sasusaku"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Title: &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Choices&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Of needing and loving, of honor and desire, of pride and affection which would you choose? Whose heart would you break? &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Sasusaku nejiten, slight nejisaku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4318068/1/Choices"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4318068/1/Choices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sneek Peak:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are some things he can never erase. There are bonds he can never severe; no matter how much he convinces himself that these things are gone. His heart is dead. At least, that is what he convinced himself to think. But there is something he cannot understand-he is human. And in being so, it is the heart that never dies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And maybe, just maybe, reality is showing him the cold hard truth. Because he felt something- it was unpleasant and annoying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He seethes silently. How come she never looked at him the way she did before? How come she didn’t force herself on him? How come she was no longer annoying?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No, erase that-she is as annoying as ever. But, in a strange, bizarre, shocking way, he didn’t mind it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is a predicament and he was about to indulge further in his thoughts when she walked in, clad in a white coat and a disarming smile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sasuke-kun, how do you feel?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hn.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Do you hurt anywhere?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hn.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She didn’t laugh and she didn’t frown. She just smiled and walked up to him, checking for any more bruises, touching parts, breathing slowly and being gentle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why,” he blurted out before he could stop himself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Stupid Uchiha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lots of ideas, so little time</title>
    <published>2008-06-10T12:42:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-10T12:42:59Z</updated>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m sooo tired"/>
    <category term="nejiten"/>
    <category term="sasusaku"/>
    <category term="saisaku"/>
    <category term="new fics"/>
    <content type="html">i will update Once Upon a Frozen Spring soon...maybe sometime between June 14-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh plus I've got a new fic that i'm currently writing...check it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choices&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Summary: Of needing and loving, of honor and desire, of pride and affection which would you choose? Whose heart would you break? Sasusaku nejiten, slight nejisaku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will post it as soon as I complete the outline for the whole story, I'll be posting a preview of the first chapter tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another new oneshot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Humanity and A Broken Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Summary: Because we are human and the fact remains...we feel. oneshot. one-sided saisaku&lt;/p&gt;preview will be posted soon too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i'm currently writing Overprotected Chapter 17 so please be patient, i will put it up as soon as I finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to all my readers...</content>
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    <title>ish1618 @ 2008-05-30T22:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-30T14:09:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-30T14:09:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is just a happy day no one can spoil my mood...guess what guess what?&amp;nbsp; I got accepted into the dentistry proper program who just takes like 50 students out of lots of applicants...go me! go me!&amp;nbsp; *victory dance* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so before i dance to death and drown in happiness, here is a preview of chapter 9 which by the way i forgot to post in the recent chapter...so sorry...here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“What do you want us to do your majesty?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Pursue him. Let him die a painful death.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;The fury did not expect such an answer from her. A painful death? Since when did the Queen be so cruel? Where is the “Light of the Underworld” she so often heard the shadows talk about?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But, she admits, she cannot argue so she bowed and excused herself. She may not die a painful death if she questioned such a decision but even a few hours in Tartarus would make her want to revoke immortality. And the Queen did not look like she was beyond that at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;--&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everything was happening to her advantage. She was happy. She looked at the Dark Lord.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“My Lord,” she called,” come now, what is bothering you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Nothing dear.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hades’ brow was furrowed; he was obviously too preoccupied with something. Minthe smiled and took his hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;“My Lord, do not feel too sad, come, let me comfort you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;please go and visit &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4286158/1/Cosmic_Conjecture"&gt;Cosmic Conjecture&lt;/a&gt; , my new NAruto fic which is sasusaku...please drop a review...pretty please...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;i'm out&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>notes for chapter 8 and a new fic...</title>
    <published>2008-05-29T15:47:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-29T15:58:03Z</updated>
    <category term="go me!"/>
    <lj:music>always be my baby!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;here are the notes for the numbered items:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1= She is referring to a promise made by Hades to the River Styx to never hurt Persephone (you will find this in The Lingering Twilight)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2= of course she was taking the promise figuratively (because the promise was meant to not let harm come to Persephone)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;3=Alseids are nymphs of glens and groves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Auloniads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; are nymphs of pastures and vales. Leimoniads are nymphs of meadows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Naiads are nymphs of bodies of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Heleads are nymphs of fens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Dryads are nymphs of trees. Oreads are nymphs of mountains and grottoes. Oceanids are nymphs of the great ocean. Nereids are nymphs of the Mediterranean sea. I have given the general terms for nymphs. There are a lot of other sub groups (and I mean a lot!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;4= He was a character in The Lingering Twilight, the one who played a prank on Persephone.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Persephone forgave him and stopped Hades from punishing him by sending him to Tartarus. This is the reason he is loyal to her. I just thought I’d remind you or tell you if you didn’t already know so you’ll better understand Chapter 10. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;5= refer to chapter two. Up to now, all events are flashbacks, although not entirely narrated in MArpessa’s point of view, everything that happened up to this point happened in the past. The present is when Persephone is cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have posted the prologue of &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cosmic Conjecture&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate it? love it? say so in a review or leave a comment here....it's sasusaku..i'm finishing up chapter 1: moon...here is a preview:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She wasn’t perfect. Nobody is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just like the moon she her darker, rougher, side (maria) but she is dominated by the brighter, cleaner, &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;traits (terrae).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is more cheerful than most and no big problem (gravity) will hold her back for long. Her field of connection is commendable for she understands most people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Tsunade-sama,” Neji says moments later, “will need to see you tomorrow at 8:00 sharp,” and then he turned to leave.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;His eyes were ominous. “Hyuuga, where will I stay for the night?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Hyuuga prodigy turned to face him, his white eyes never faltering.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“You shall stay here, in this cell,” then just as stoically, he put on his mask and with a graceful sheathing of his sword, he left.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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