| Damen, how beautifully twisted he is. |


ReunionThe golden rain was beautiful, but he didnt stop to admire it. He had some place to go. He didnt know what was waiting for him, but something inside him told him he shouldnt be late. Ryuuji pushed wet hair from his emerald eyes and kept walking, clutching the little box a bit tighter. He shouldnt have been out in the rain, but Viper had told him he needed to get to the Tree. Viper rarely told him anything anymore, so this had to be important, right? Thinking of his friend, he pulled out the paper hed been given. There were only a few simple instructions; 1) Follow the path to the Tree. YouReunion


Damen's -Belated- BirthdayDamen looked down at the envelope in his hands. he was quite puzzled, though you would never be able to tell by his expression. The envelope was a strange one, blue in color rather than the typical white, and his name was written in big, rather cheerful letters instead of the usual fancy scrawl. He was hesitant to open it, almost afraid, but he broke the seal and took out a letter written messily on notebook paper.Damen's -Belated- Birthday
Damen!
Happy, happy birthday! You thought I forgot, didn't you? Anyway, I expect to see you later today, we have to have a party!
Damen paused and cringed at that part. He'd never been


Desdemona and VincentNow, would like me or any of the other servants to unpack your things, or would you care to do that? Des thought for a moment. Ill do it myself, I wouldnt want you going through my things- Of course not, he said quickly, realizing his silly offer. And, a question, Desdemona completed, ignoring his interruption. Yes? You said any of the other servants. But where are they? I havent seen a soul here, other than you and me. Vincent smiled, though there was something mysDesdemona and Vincent


Damen 01 A wind, neither gentle nor fierce, blew open a door to an old store filled with a clutter of things. No item had real relevance to another, but shared the shelves companionably. As the door flew open, one would experience a number of sensations. One could smell time in this shop, thicker than air, but not entirely unpleasant. Another could feel the dust motes swirling in the air, tickling them, yet it was a scratch that didn't exist. It was easy to see the shop was lonely as well, not because its owner was nowhere in sight, but because... the loneliness was just there. &nDamen 01
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"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
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