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Pure and beautiful White Tiger Lily blooming Visual perfection. 2013 Delice1941 1st April2013

Static electricity, on occasion I spark. 2013 Delice1941 1st April2013

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The sun dipped beyond the sea, painting the land in golden ink. Alabaster walls basked in the heavy gloam, cracked and blackened, but ever firm in ancient purpose. They snaked around the city, megalithic girth shielding their charge from the last fulgent rays, like a mother's arms around a wounded child. But the city had already fallen. Smoke still gushed from the cinders of Mainsail, broken once in the quake and thrice again in the riots. Ash and debris lined the streets, impeding travel and obstructing what buildings had been left intact. Not even Fore Quarter escaped unscathed; family manors and coddled lawns sported grievous gashes aft

Shoplifted bread choked him to death.