Why I Know I'm Still AliveI need some sleep.
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Peradventure an AdventureRian pulled me down a row of cells and we ducked into a narrow alcove. A drunk gazed blearily at us from his cell. "Soldiers," said Rian darkly. "We need to hide," I whispered, looking to him for an idea, but he had gone, and when I turned to look where to, he was locking himself back into his cell. I ran over to him, catching the door before he could pull it shut. "Rian! What are you doing? Get out of there!" Calmly, he asked "Would you kindly give me your armor?" When I didn't move, he insisted, "Hurry, please." He sighed and pulled the helmet off my head as I fumbled with the straps of the jePeradventure an Adventure
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- Interests: Life. Calculus. Writing. Drawing. Photography. Singing. Piano. Dance. Hard-boiled eggs.
- Favourite movie: Sleepless in Seattle
- Favourite band or musician: Relient K, Plain White T's, Green Day, Arashi, Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt, yeah...
- Favourite artist: Aaron Copland
- Favourite poet or writer: O. Henry, Mark Twain, Emily Dickensen, Eoin Colfer, George Eliot/Mary Evans, Poe, Avi, Shakespeare
- Favourite style of art: Late Classical, Hellenistic, Surrealism, Art-Noveau
- Operating System: PC
- Favourite game: Hangman
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, Microsoft Word, paper, brain, imagination, voice, piano
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"Writers aren't exactly people...they're a whole lot of people trying to be one person." --F. Scott Fitzgerald.
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." --E.L. Doctorow.
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My signature has run away and won't come back, even if I offer it snacks.
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My signature has run away and won't come back, even if I offer it snacks.
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My signature has run away and won't come back, even if I offer it snacks.
(It's pencil EE work.)
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