I swear to the gods that if you answer one more of my questions with a question, I am going to go all Tyson and bite your damned ear off...

Nicole Peeler

Mots clés threats jane-true tempest



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Anger swirled in him, a tempest readying her strike. And like a helpless vessel caught in her fury, he felt himself dashed against the rocks without mercy.

V.S. Carnes

Mots clés anger fury tempest



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At this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.

William Shakespeare

Mots clés shakespeare revenge mercy enemies tempest prospero



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Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of our generation you shall find.

William Shakespeare

Mots clés shakespeare humanity manners generation tempest



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I steal one glance over my shoulder as soon as we are far from the foreboding luminance of the neon glow, and it is there that my stomach leaps into my throat. Squatting just shy of the light and partially concealed by the shade of an alley is a sinister silhouette beneath a crimson cowl, beaming a demonic smile which spans from cheek to swollen cheek.

Nathan Reese Maher

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All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city's monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.

Nathan Reese Maher

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I can’t help but ask, “Do you know where you are?”
She turns to me with a foreboding glare. “Do you?

Nathan Reese Maher

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Did Bach ever eat
pancakes at midnight?

Nathan Reese Maher

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There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach
in a hangman’s noose. It is this same lack in noise that lives, there! in the
darkness of the grave, how it frightens me beyond all things.

Nathan Reese Maher

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I rouse Emily to our guests, as she finishes off our fifteenth snowman by setting the head atop its torso. She stands limp at my direction, pointing out the coming shadows and I cannot help but hear a muffled sigh as she decapitates her latest creation with a single push of her hand.

Nathan Reese Maher

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