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Also known as Why I Love Ray Bradbury:
"Christ. How lucky to be inside your skin, so goddamned naive. Don't ever change." Constance gripped my hand. "We need you. We stupid damn doomsayers, cynics, monsters laugh, but we need you. Otherwise Merlin dies, or a carpenter fixing the Round Table saws it crooked, or the guy who oils the armor substitutes cat pee. Live forever. Promise?"
- A Graveyard for Lunatics
"Christ. How lucky to be inside your skin, so goddamned naive. Don't ever change." Constance gripped my hand. "We need you. We stupid damn doomsayers, cynics, monsters laugh, but we need you. Otherwise Merlin dies, or a carpenter fixing the Round Table saws it crooked, or the guy who oils the armor substitutes cat pee. Live forever. Promise?"
- A Graveyard for Lunatics
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Not remotely apropos of your post.
These are the gloves that I was talking about:
http://www.kikidm.com/shop/product.php?productid=20526&cat=276&page=1
Dear lord, I hadn't looked at the price tag, though.
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Re: Not remotely apropos of your post.