Stating the obvious since I harnessed the English language.


Reflections.The road in front of my house was oiled a few days ago. Every single time I'm in a car and on that road, I can't help but notice those little reflectors they put there for unknown but numerous reasons. Today was the day I grew sick of my idle wondering. That idle wondering blossomed into vicious curiosity. I wanted that reflector more than my PhD in English. It owned me with it's mysterious phosphorescent power. As soon as we stopped in the driveway, I jumped out of the car and ran mindlessly down to the road. I looked both ways and then attacked the alluring reflector.Reflections.
But it was glued to the road. Glued! To the road, nonetheles
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Alistair: I get it. I get it. Just so you know, if the king ever asks me to put on a dress and dance the Remigold, I'm drawing the line. Darkspawn or no.
Archer Cousland: I don't know. That could be a great distraction.
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"Doomsday device?...I suppose I could part with one and still be feared..."
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