Squatter-Ah yes, dear John Keats. Talk about weeping over a book! For me, believing in love is akin to believing in God. There is much doubting and pain along the way. Yes, I know for most people love boils down to "what men want." My Sylphs have so far protected me from others' devious plans and desires, but even I am not invulnerable, I would think. For now though, I am very young and very happy, and may yet believe that there is an Aragorn waiting for me. Anticipation in itself is sweet.
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~The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories. This is one of mine~
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