| Sir Auron looking smexy in the snow. Well, as much as snow can look smexy. Lifesized! And you would not believe how hard it was to get that arm up there. |


Love Her and Despair: Ch. 8 Chapter 8: Two Can Keep a LieLove Her and Despair: Ch. 8
The faint lights of Luca glittered across the bay, a child's playhouse erected in memory of a half-forgotten dream. The last shreds of fog clung to the looming shell of the stadium. A few tinny strains of music drifted over the water. Apart from that faint heartbeat, the city slept.
Auron stood on the upper deck and took a swig of Kulukan's ale. He frowned. Either he was forgetting how to taste, or it lacked the bite of Zanarkan
| Hola! I'm a graduate student who spends entirely too much time writing Final Fantasy X fanfiction when I should be working on my mythological studies PhD. You want pyrefries with that? |
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Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Think of me long enough to make a m e m o r y
Come bless the child one more time
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<3~Forever and always, and forever after that~<3
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(\__/) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny into
(O.o ) your signature to help him
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"Do you suppose that one of us could make the other feel like one of the living?" ~ Lulu to Auron, "Resurrection"
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Protogallery
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Well, I can write, anyway.
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"Do you suppose that one of us could make the other feel like one of the living?" ~ Lulu to Auron, "Resurrection"
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