He grabs a plate eagerly and takes a bite. He chews for a couple moments, thinking. "How did you make this?"
It has a texture more like a custard pie than a traditional pie. The divine dessert has a similar, energy-and-radiation flavor as the celestial flan, but with a bitter aftertaste of emotion. Of anger, fear, and a desperate desire to stay alive. "I made it with the distilled essence of a god. It was tricky, but I found your recipe for the flan made from stars could be somewhat tweaked and used for this."
"It tastes..." It can tell by his expression that he doesn't like it. "...I think..." He's trying to think of something nice to say. "Um... it's good, but it doesn't please my palate as much as some other individuals. The bitter notes work wonderfully with the plasma, but I... I'm sorry, I don't like it. I don't like negative emotions in desserts. It's like vanilla fried frer-awk, you know? My palate is just refined in the wrong direction for me to be able to truly enjoy this."
"That's okay- it was a somewhat experimental dish anyway. Still, thank you for at least trying it." It responds, happily enjoying its slice of the pie. Savoring its fear. "I could make you something else, if you'd like."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
They find Marie, not noticing they had come in, dancing in the living room alone, humming to herself.
“Do you want to do anything? Sebastian’s asleep, Domino and Tony are out preparing for their wedding, anything would be fine.”
She smiles as she watches them, rubbing their side of their face before getting a sponge, the water begins to sooth them, sighing as steam fills the bathroom.
"Nice moves, Jagger." he laughs, smiling
"I just wanna rub your face." she says simply, immediately doing so. it's calming
"I'm sorry.." he says at some point
She opens her eyes, tossing a knife out at them, making sure to miss, “Oh, my husband’s a comedian.”
He leans into their touch, closing his eyes with a sigh, “You are amazing, I love you so much.”
“You should be, I shouldn’t have to clean you, but now, we are going to do this every day.”
It appears with a flash of light in his paw and he sheaths it in his belt, smirking. "You know, I took the liberty of attuning to all your knives one night, right?"
"Love you too. should I dim the lights and turn the TV on?"
"You're the one choosing to clean me.. and its not like I don't know how, I just haven't... had the energy...I really want to, I swear."
“Of course you did, afraid I would have you dead to rights in a fight, dear?” She says, sauntering over to them, hands on her hips and a smirk on her own face.
“That sounds nice, just you, me, and something to watch.”
“Too late for your reasons, dear. I’m going to clean you every day until I’m convinced you can clean yourself, try to enjoy it.”
"No, just wanted to be closer to you. Besides, with the gifts I have I don't need knives to kill anymore." he boops their nose with a cold finger
"Sweet. Snacks? Wine?" she asks as she stands up and dims the lights
He sighs, knowing she's disappointed. "Fine... love you."
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"...How you're going about it is hurting her... if she dies, you both die..." It responds, seeming even more worried. "...Maybe some peaceful agreement can be reached?.."
"Would she be willin' ta get some peaceful agreement? Cause I'm her, an' I know I wouldn't right 'bout now." She lets go of them, the outside of the heart almost broken through.
"...I don't know what else to do, then..." It seems saddened by this whole situation. "...I'm sorry..." And with that, it tries to leave the heart again.
It allows her to, the darkness slowly beginning to retract itself. Merabelle immediately hugs them, crying, worrying and blubbing over them.
It hugs them back, Omori also relieved they're okay. "...It's okay... I'm not hurt..." It says, trying to comfort them back.
“Sweetheart, what happened?” She asks, putting her hands on their shoulders, wiping away some of her own tears, still very worried.
They find Marie, not noticing they had come in, dancing in the living room alone, humming to herself.
“Do you want to do anything? Sebastian’s asleep, Domino and Tony are out preparing for their wedding, anything would be fine.”
She smiles as she watches them, rubbing their side of their face before getting a sponge, the water begins to sooth them, sighing as steam fills the bathroom.
"Nice moves, Jagger." he laughs, smiling
"I just wanna rub your face." she says simply, immediately doing so. it's calming
"I'm sorry.." he says at some point
She opens her eyes, tossing a knife out at them, making sure to miss, “Oh, my husband’s a comedian.”
He leans into their touch, closing his eyes with a sigh, “You are amazing, I love you so much.”
“You should be, I shouldn’t have to clean you, but now, we are going to do this every day.”
It appears with a flash of light in his paw and he sheaths it in his belt, smirking. "You know, I took the liberty of attuning to all your knives one night, right?"
"Love you too. should I dim the lights and turn the TV on?"
"You're the one choosing to clean me.. and its not like I don't know how, I just haven't... had the energy...I really want to, I swear."
“Of course you did, afraid I would have you dead to rights in a fight, dear?” She says, sauntering over to them, hands on her hips and a smirk on her own face.
“That sounds nice, just you, me, and something to watch.”
“Too late for your reasons, dear. I’m going to clean you every day until I’m convinced you can clean yourself, try to enjoy it.”
"No, just wanted to be closer to you. Besides, with the gifts I have I don't need knives to kill anymore." he boops their nose with a cold finger
"Sweet. Snacks? Wine?" she asks as she stands up and dims the lights
“If you say so, my beloved. You should wash up, I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done.” She says, patting their cheek before sitting on the couch.
“I could use some alcohol, but I’m trying to stop my addiction entirely, maybe just a snack would be nice.”
"...How you're going about it is hurting her... if she dies, you both die..." It responds, seeming even more worried. "...Maybe some peaceful agreement can be reached?.."
"Would she be willin' ta get some peaceful agreement? Cause I'm her, an' I know I wouldn't right 'bout now." She lets go of them, the outside of the heart almost broken through.
"...I don't know what else to do, then..." It seems saddened by this whole situation. "...I'm sorry..." And with that, it tries to leave the heart again.
It allows her to, the darkness slowly beginning to retract itself. Merabelle immediately hugs them, crying, worrying and blubbing over them.
It hugs them back, Omori also relieved they're okay. "...It's okay... I'm not hurt..." It says, trying to comfort them back.
“Sweetheart, what happened?” She asks, putting her hands on their shoulders, wiping away some of her own tears, still very worried.
"...There's someone inside there... a part of you, I think... she talked to me... She didn't seem fully aware what she was doing was hurting you..." It explains, not fully understanding this, also worried.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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They find Marie, not noticing they had come in, dancing in the living room alone, humming to herself.
“Do you want to do anything? Sebastian’s asleep, Domino and Tony are out preparing for their wedding, anything would be fine.”
She smiles as she watches them, rubbing their side of their face before getting a sponge, the water begins to sooth them, sighing as steam fills the bathroom.
"Nice moves, Jagger." he laughs, smiling
"I just wanna rub your face." she says simply, immediately doing so. it's calming
"I'm sorry.." he says at some point
She opens her eyes, tossing a knife out at them, making sure to miss, “Oh, my husband’s a comedian.”
He leans into their touch, closing his eyes with a sigh, “You are amazing, I love you so much.”
“You should be, I shouldn’t have to clean you, but now, we are going to do this every day.”
It appears with a flash of light in his paw and he sheaths it in his belt, smirking. "You know, I took the liberty of attuning to all your knives one night, right?"
"Love you too. should I dim the lights and turn the TV on?"
"You're the one choosing to clean me.. and its not like I don't know how, I just haven't... had the energy...I really want to, I swear."
“Of course you did, afraid I would have you dead to rights in a fight, dear?” She says, sauntering over to them, hands on her hips and a smirk on her own face.
“That sounds nice, just you, me, and something to watch.”
“Too late for your reasons, dear. I’m going to clean you every day until I’m convinced you can clean yourself, try to enjoy it.”
"No, just wanted to be closer to you. Besides, with the gifts I have I don't need knives to kill anymore." he boops their nose with a cold finger
"Sweet. Snacks? Wine?" she asks as she stands up and dims the lights
“If you say so, my beloved. You should wash up, I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done.” She says, patting their cheek before sitting on the couch.
“I could use some alcohol, but I’m trying to stop my addiction entirely, maybe just a snack would be nice.”
he nods and goes off to the shower. her knife reappears on the radio
She comes back with chocolate and chips. She turns the TV on and gets settled in with them in her lap and a blanket over them both.
He sighs, knowing she's disappointed. "fine... love you."
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"...How you're going about it is hurting her... if she dies, you both die..." It responds, seeming even more worried. "...Maybe some peaceful agreement can be reached?.."
"Would she be willin' ta get some peaceful agreement? Cause I'm her, an' I know I wouldn't right 'bout now." She lets go of them, the outside of the heart almost broken through.
"...I don't know what else to do, then..." It seems saddened by this whole situation. "...I'm sorry..." And with that, it tries to leave the heart again.
It allows her to, the darkness slowly beginning to retract itself. Merabelle immediately hugs them, crying, worrying and blubbing over them.
It hugs them back, Omori also relieved they're okay. "...It's okay... I'm not hurt..." It says, trying to comfort them back.
“Sweetheart, what happened?” She asks, putting her hands on their shoulders, wiping away some of her own tears, still very worried.
"...There's someone inside there... a part of you, I think... she talked to me... She didn't seem fully aware what she was doing was hurting you..." It explains, not fully understanding this, also worried.
She nods, looking inside of the heart as the darkness begins to slowly retract its spread back to the core itself, “That’s all they told ya? An’ that’s all ya know?” She asks, looking back to them for a moment, not forcing them to say.
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They find Marie, not noticing they had come in, dancing in the living room alone, humming to herself.
“Do you want to do anything? Sebastian’s asleep, Domino and Tony are out preparing for their wedding, anything would be fine.”
She smiles as she watches them, rubbing their side of their face before getting a sponge, the water begins to sooth them, sighing as steam fills the bathroom.
"Nice moves, Jagger." he laughs, smiling
"I just wanna rub your face." she says simply, immediately doing so. it's calming
"I'm sorry.." he says at some point
She opens her eyes, tossing a knife out at them, making sure to miss, “Oh, my husband’s a comedian.”
He leans into their touch, closing his eyes with a sigh, “You are amazing, I love you so much.”
“You should be, I shouldn’t have to clean you, but now, we are going to do this every day.”
It appears with a flash of light in his paw and he sheaths it in his belt, smirking. "You know, I took the liberty of attuning to all your knives one night, right?"
"Love you too. should I dim the lights and turn the TV on?"
"You're the one choosing to clean me.. and its not like I don't know how, I just haven't... had the energy...I really want to, I swear."
“Of course you did, afraid I would have you dead to rights in a fight, dear?” She says, sauntering over to them, hands on her hips and a smirk on her own face.
“That sounds nice, just you, me, and something to watch.”
“Too late for your reasons, dear. I’m going to clean you every day until I’m convinced you can clean yourself, try to enjoy it.”
"No, just wanted to be closer to you. Besides, with the gifts I have I don't need knives to kill anymore." he boops their nose with a cold finger
"Sweet. Snacks? Wine?" she asks as she stands up and dims the lights
“If you say so, my beloved. You should wash up, I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done.” She says, patting their cheek before sitting on the couch.
“I could use some alcohol, but I’m trying to stop my addiction entirely, maybe just a snack would be nice.”
he nods and goes off to the shower. her knife reappears on the radio
She comes back with chocolate and chips. She turns the TV on and gets settled in with them in her lap and a blanket over them both.
He sighs, knowing she's disappointed. "fine... love you."
She takes the knife back, concealing it once more and lying on the couch.
He sighs, leaning against them once more and beginning to dig into the snacks as they watch, putting a hand on their thigh. (Good end if I’d say.)
“I love you too.” After a while, she finishes up cleaning them, beginning to work on herself.
They find Marie, not noticing they had come in, dancing in the living room alone, humming to herself.
“Do you want to do anything? Sebastian’s asleep, Domino and Tony are out preparing for their wedding, anything would be fine.”
She smiles as she watches them, rubbing their side of their face before getting a sponge, the water begins to sooth them, sighing as steam fills the bathroom.
"Nice moves, Jagger." he laughs, smiling
"I just wanna rub your face." she says simply, immediately doing so. it's calming
"I'm sorry.." he says at some point
She opens her eyes, tossing a knife out at them, making sure to miss, “Oh, my husband’s a comedian.”
He leans into their touch, closing his eyes with a sigh, “You are amazing, I love you so much.”
“You should be, I shouldn’t have to clean you, but now, we are going to do this every day.”
It appears with a flash of light in his paw and he sheaths it in his belt, smirking. "You know, I took the liberty of attuning to all your knives one night, right?"
"Love you too. should I dim the lights and turn the TV on?"
"You're the one choosing to clean me.. and its not like I don't know how, I just haven't... had the energy...I really want to, I swear."
“Of course you did, afraid I would have you dead to rights in a fight, dear?” She says, sauntering over to them, hands on her hips and a smirk on her own face.
“That sounds nice, just you, me, and something to watch.”
“Too late for your reasons, dear. I’m going to clean you every day until I’m convinced you can clean yourself, try to enjoy it.”
"No, just wanted to be closer to you. Besides, with the gifts I have I don't need knives to kill anymore." he boops their nose with a cold finger
"Sweet. Snacks? Wine?" she asks as she stands up and dims the lights
“If you say so, my beloved. You should wash up, I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done.” She says, patting their cheek before sitting on the couch.
“I could use some alcohol, but I’m trying to stop my addiction entirely, maybe just a snack would be nice.”
he nods and goes off to the shower. her knife reappears on the radio
She comes back with chocolate and chips. She turns the TV on and gets settled in with them in her lap and a blanket over them both.
He sighs, knowing she's disappointed. "fine... love you."
She takes the knife back, concealing it once more and lying on the couch.
He sighs, leaning against them once more and beginning to dig into the snacks as they watch, putting a hand on their thigh. (Good end if I’d say.)
“I love you too.” After a while, she finishes up cleaning them, beginning to work on herself.
He comes back in his most feminine outfit in a while, cracking his neck. The water still in his fur freezes and falls to the ground.
(Indeed. harmmmmmuhmp, whoever for River)
He helps her, getting the hard to reach spots
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"...How you're going about it is hurting her... if she dies, you both die..." It responds, seeming even more worried. "...Maybe some peaceful agreement can be reached?.."
"Would she be willin' ta get some peaceful agreement? Cause I'm her, an' I know I wouldn't right 'bout now." She lets go of them, the outside of the heart almost broken through.
"...I don't know what else to do, then..." It seems saddened by this whole situation. "...I'm sorry..." And with that, it tries to leave the heart again.
It allows her to, the darkness slowly beginning to retract itself. Merabelle immediately hugs them, crying, worrying and blubbing over them.
It hugs them back, Omori also relieved they're okay. "...It's okay... I'm not hurt..." It says, trying to comfort them back.
“Sweetheart, what happened?” She asks, putting her hands on their shoulders, wiping away some of her own tears, still very worried.
"...There's someone inside there... a part of you, I think... she talked to me... She didn't seem fully aware what she was doing was hurting you..." It explains, not fully understanding this, also worried.
She nods, looking inside of the heart as the darkness begins to slowly retract its spread back to the core itself, “That’s all they told ya? An’ that’s all ya know?” She asks, looking back to them for a moment, not forcing them to say.
"...She referred to me as 'her kid directly'... and said she wants to be with 'her little ones'..." It adds, looking back at the heart as well.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He comes back in his most feminine outfit in a while, cracking his neck. The water still in his fur freezes and falls to the ground.
(Indeed. harmmmmmuhmp, whoever for River)
He helps her, getting the hard to reach spots
*Tsk tsk, that isn't how the picking works!*
She watches them, smirking softly as they walk, happy to see them, certainly. She tosses another knife between her hands.
She's happy they are there to help, "You are wonderful, my beloved." She praises them, still too much in love.
*why must you be this way... Fine. none for now so we can do the sam/duchess and rag/Xavier split soon*
"This one needs to be sharpened." he says as it flashes to his paw again. He lays in his bean bag chair
"I'm trying.. thank you.." his ears flicker and he smiles
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"...She referred to me as 'her kid directly'... and said she wants to be with 'her little ones'..." It adds, looking back at the heart as well.
She looks back to the heart with them, visibly attempting to remain calm, sitting down against one of the trees, "She called ya 'her kid directly'? Why?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"That's okay- it was a somewhat experimental dish anyway. Still, thank you for at least trying it." It responds, happily enjoying its slice of the pie. Savoring its fear. "I could make you something else, if you'd like."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"No, just wanted to be closer to you. Besides, with the gifts I have I don't need knives to kill anymore." he boops their nose with a cold finger
"Sweet. Snacks? Wine?" she asks as she stands up and dims the lights
He sighs, knowing she's disappointed. "Fine... love you."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
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My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Sweetheart, what happened?” She asks, putting her hands on their shoulders, wiping away some of her own tears, still very worried.
“If you say so, my beloved. You should wash up, I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done.” She says, patting their cheek before sitting on the couch.
“I could use some alcohol, but I’m trying to stop my addiction entirely, maybe just a snack would be nice.”
*I took a nap.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"...There's someone inside there... a part of you, I think... she talked to me... She didn't seem fully aware what she was doing was hurting you..." It explains, not fully understanding this, also worried.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*you well rested?*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
he nods and goes off to the shower. her knife reappears on the radio
She comes back with chocolate and chips. She turns the TV on and gets settled in with them in her lap and a blanket over them both.
He sighs, knowing she's disappointed. "fine... love you."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Hope it was a good nap.*
*NAUR, I is an eepy little guy still.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She nods, looking inside of the heart as the darkness begins to slowly retract its spread back to the core itself, “That’s all they told ya? An’ that’s all ya know?” She asks, looking back to them for a moment, not forcing them to say.
*unfortunate.. Wanna rp?*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Hopefully it was a good nap. How art thou, friend?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She takes the knife back, concealing it once more and lying on the couch.
He sighs, leaning against them once more and beginning to dig into the snacks as they watch, putting a hand on their thigh. (Good end if I’d say.)
“I love you too.” After a while, she finishes up cleaning them, beginning to work on herself.
He comes back in his most feminine outfit in a while, cracking his neck. The water still in his fur freezes and falls to the ground.
(Indeed. harmmmmmuhmp, whoever for River)
He helps her, getting the hard to reach spots
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"...She referred to me as 'her kid directly'... and said she wants to be with 'her little ones'..." It adds, looking back at the heart as well.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Tsk tsk, that isn't how the picking works!*
She watches them, smirking softly as they walk, happy to see them, certainly. She tosses another knife between her hands.
She's happy they are there to help, "You are wonderful, my beloved." She praises them, still too much in love.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*why must you be this way... Fine. none for now so we can do the sam/duchess and rag/Xavier split soon*
"This one needs to be sharpened." he says as it flashes to his paw again. He lays in his bean bag chair
"I'm trying.. thank you.." his ears flicker and he smiles
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*I don't make the rules, actually, I partially do, both of us make the rules. What about Yuki then, for the split?*
She sighs, "I can sharpen my own knives, dear. How has work been for you?" She asks, leaning her head on a hand, looking at them.
Once they are done she gets out, wrapping herself in a towel, smiling at them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She looks back to the heart with them, visibly attempting to remain calm, sitting down against one of the trees, "She called ya 'her kid directly'? Why?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)