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By:  Silvia Travieso G.

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Iringo DEMETER

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Park Kyung Jin by Kim Tae Kyun for Arena Korea April 2017

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By:  Randy P. Martin

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By: Nate Bittinger

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— WHAT DOES YOUR HEART WANT MOST, MAN OF GOD?

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❛ it’s not about wanting or not wanting. ❜ also for laurence xoxoxo

deathless sentence starters / accepting always.

     “what’s it about?”

     he resents how naive he sounds, the way his voice scratches out his frustration. laurence doesn’t know what to do with grey - he doesn’t like it, pretending that things have an in between or the phrase it’s complicated. he reaches, fingers opening. he was going to touch him, maybe. but then they close around nothing and he drops his hand back and crushes it in a fold of arms against his chest.

     “you can just - explain it to me. i’m already here, i don’t - i don’t have anywhere else to be. i’m listening. to you.”

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' did everything that had magic have teeth? ' sloane @ anapa

deathless sentence starters / accepting always.

     “if not teeth, beaks.” he unfolds his arms from the table to rest his chin in one hand, cheek smushed against his fingers. “if not beaks, claws. everything magic had something sharp; except the priests, and they took their magic from us. a symbiosis of belief.” i’m not as strong as i once was. but he doesn’t mind. the world waxes and wanes. “ — you need an edge for magic, i think. anyone who’s even a little sharp is a little magic. you, too.”

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we are all deserve to kiss anubis

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❛ if the world is divided into seeing & not seeing, i will always choose to see. ❜ @ baby Lawrence !

deathless sentence starters / accepting always.

      “hm.” laurence doesn’t smoke. the cigarettes he’s holding belong to an art curator who stayed the night but not for breakfast. he taps a cigarette out, pushes it back in, flips the carton lid shut, opens it, repeats the ritual again twice and then looks at edith. “yknow. uh. when i was ten, i remember riding the bus with my mom when i was ten. we didn’t need to go on the bus often, we were pretty lucky. we had a car. and i saw this person three pews,” that’s not the right word, but he’s said it now, can’t think of anything else, “down from me and they turned their head to look out the window and i saw their reflection and … they had, uh, the head of a cat. not for real, just in their reflection. got off the bus and never saw anything like that again. i was ten, you know, it was probably something outside the bus or a reflection from somewhere else - but it looked real, real. real-real, at the time and … ”

     he closes the carton lid again and pushes the cigarette away. “i always think about - that. when it comes to seeing. whether it’s work or the news or,” the egyptian god working at the galveston memorial. he waves a hand. “i don’t know. m’sorry. i haven’t told anyone that before.” really, he hasn’t. edith just has a manner that opens up locked doors. 

      “ — point is: me too. when you make that choice you make the choice to see everything, and - and that means letting everything in, the good and the bad. stuff you don’t really want to see, or didn’t expect to. but between us we got four good eyes and not using them, that’s a waste.”

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LITERATURE QUIZZES: repost with your muse’s results for the following quizzes.

HOMERIC EPITHET :   You are Laurence, the giant-killer. In Homer’s epics, he attributed this epithet to Hermes, the messenger god who had a secret side business in giant-killing. Hermes is considered the protector of thieves, travelers, and athletes, and enjoys things like poetry, music, and journeying to and from the Underworld just because he can.

FATAL FLAW  :   You’re married to your job. Your priorities are as follows: your job is number one, and in a distant second is literally everything else. Take a break, you workaholic! If you don’t, you’ll tether yourself to this sinking ship and wind up working yourself to the breaking point. You might very well have a crisis of identity. You’ll definitely strain your relationship with your significant other. I bet you’re a police officer, or a surgeon or something. Just… take it easy, okay? Spend time with your family.

GREEK MYTHOLOGY DEATH  :   Murdered by a Frisbee, essentially. The god Apollo is your lover in the nighttime, but the wind god, Zephyros, wants you for himself, because you’re just that much of a catch (no pun intended). One day while you and Apollo are throwing the discus back and forth (it’s ancient Greece, so this is just something that people do), you are struck by the oncoming discus and killed instantly. Plot twist! It was Zephyros who blew the discus off-course and caused your untimely and wholly unnecessary death, because I guess he comes from the “if I can’t have them, nobody can” school of dealing with his feelings.

LITERARY SETTING  :     You got Pemberley, Mr. Darcy’s stunning country estate! This elegant mansion is replete with classy chaise lounges, tasteful decoration, natural beauty, andlarge marble statues of wealthy, gorgeous Brits. Totally ideal for a charming, Lizzy Bennet-type like yourself! The secluded woody hills are perfect for taking dates on long, romantic (un-chaperoned) strolls, and the house itself is so Instagram-worthy that even Taylor Swift (house-party hostess extraordinaire) will be jealous of you and your squad’s bash-throwing capabilities!

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