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Summary - The fascinating universe of 'Person of Interest' was rife with complex characters and uniquely contrived storylines. For the purpose of this story, the limelight falls on a special number: young, intelligent and conspicuously unassuming - Donna.

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It was an ordinary day for Harold Finch as he gazed at his prodigious Machine. Another day, another number. His avian gaze landed upon this fresh number - emerging from the veins of his creation. In awe and trepidation, he whispered it, "Donna, a teenager."

As Finch approached his trusted ally, John Reese, his countenance held a new element of concern. He disclosed the name of their new mission, softly, "Donna."

John, the stoic sentinel, arched his brow. "Just a kid?" he questioned, but he understood the fragility of their objective. Agreeing to oversee the teenager's ensuing ordeal, he moved to the shadow, becoming an unseen sentry.

As the story unfolded, Finch uncovered fragments of Donna's life. She was a foster kid, bounced around one too many times for her young age. Despite her plight, she shone as a prodigy, her intellect superseding her surrounding populace. Yet, that was also her downfall.

Quiet and reserved, Donna masked her brilliance beneath the murky depths of unending trials that her life entailed. Her intelligence made her the target of a nefarious entity weaving a web of fascination around this secretive teenager.

Yet, John and Finch glimpsed an innocent soul behind the numbers and facts. Taking upon their roles, Finch took the analytical approach, attempting to decipher the enigma that was Donna from every conceivable angle. Meanwhile, Reese took to the shadows, closely watching Donna and the strange specter of danger that was looming over her life.

One unsavory afternoon, the threat that they'd predicted came to life. John's vigilant eyes caught a suspicious character shadowing Donna as she treaded the city gamut. He moved swiftly, attempting an interception, but he was moments late. The perpetrator managed to ambush Donna, leaving her devastated yet resolute.

John and Finch, taken aback by the tragedy, were simultaneously shocked and infuriated. They had observed her life, mired in sorrow and hardship, and now, they found themselves protective of the teenager they had barely met.

Their roles had entailed protection and preventative measures. They were hardened by battles fought in the shadows. But Donna, this innocent teenager with a world of brilliance hidden behind her sorrow-smudged eyes, had awakened an unfamiliar surge of protectiveness in these seasoned watchmen. It was unexpected, yet deeply stirring.

Their resolve hardened like never before. Reese tracked the culprit relentlessly till he had him cornered, the ever-threatening specter now tangible and wholly vulnerable. But instead of his usual stern justice, John opted for a rare severity reserved for those who wronged the innocents.

Similarly, Finch, employing his intellect, traced the chain of events back to the root - rabbit holes that led them to a corrupted system exploiting the brilliance of unknown individuals, preying on the innocent and needy like Donna.

Together, they eradicated the network, freeing Donna, and several others ensnared in its poisonous grasp. Their actions not only saved these bright minds but also offered them the freedom to flourish undeterred, away from the warped desire of the unseen enemy.

As they concluded Donna's case, they watched the young girl from afar, smiling faintly. She was safe now - her life ready to embark on a new, secure journey without the haunting specter of an unknown enemy.

So, John Reese and Finch retreated back into their roles, satisfied. They weren't fathers or brothers, but they'd become something meaningful - Protectors. It was another testament to their unspoken oath, a familiar hymn with an unprecedented verse now. They moved back into the cityscape's shadow, awaiting the Machine's next call, their lives enriched with a newfound understanding about their mission and themselves.

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Summary: Dean, Sam & Cas's long-established dynamics were going to change as they came across a young, brave but somewhat socially awkward hunter, Emma.

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In the pulsating underground world of supernatural hunters, the unknown and paranormal intertwine in a ballet of suspense and horror; a world where whispers of mythical creatures are real, where angels and demons tread the same ground as humankind. The seasoned warriors, Dean and Sam Winchester, alongside the celestial being, Castiel, or 'Cas' as they fondly called him, were stalwarts in this crazy, impossible world. But their long-established dynamics were going to change as they came across a young, brave but somewhat socially awkward hunter.

It was another typical day in their bizarre world for the notorious hunters, Dean, Sam, and Cas. They had seen a fair share of shapeshifters, vampires, ghosts, and all other nasty things that come crawling in the night and tucked away neatly in our childhood nightmares.

A new case was their focus, a series of gruesome murders in a small town on the outskirts of Georgia. The trio arrived at the crime scene, piling out of the renowned Impala. Quickly delving into their fake federal agent personas, they started debriefing the local sheriff, scrutinizing each detail for any tell-tale signs of supernatural involvement. But before they could finish, a hint of gunfire echoed through the calm Georgia air.

From the thick woods on the edge of town, a young woman emerged. She was slight but carried herself with an impressive air of toughness. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes stained with dirt and blood. In one hand, she held a smoking gun; with the other, she dragged a Lycanthrope. With a small but weighted introduction, they discovered the woman’s name: Emma.

This wasn't your typical damsel-in-distress scenario; this was Emma, a young and highly skilled hunter. Emma was beautiful, tough, and quicker than most men twice her size, but also oddly socially awkward. Her bravery was not borne from recklessness, but rather from a deep conviction for the brotherhood of hunters.

Dean watched from a distance as Sam and Cas got acquainted with Emma. Not being able to stop himself, Dean, with his usual bravado hiding concern, remarked, “You hunt solo, kid? It's dangerous out there.”

She shrugged her shoulders dismissively, her eyes showing a hint of determination that the Winchesters knew all too well.

She had a way about her, recklessly brave, but also gentle in her toughness. She was a skilled hunter, yes, but she was also awkward in social situations, often blushing deeply or stuttering in conversations. She was disarming in her vulnerability, and the trio couldn't help but feel protective of her.

Days turned into weeks, and Emma became an integral part of their little band of hunters. But for all her skills, she had a fault. Her bravery often morphed into self-sacrifice. For the days that followed, Emma would tag along, showing the boys her exceptional hunting skills, and her useless social skills. If she wasn't stumbling over words, she was obliviously missing sarcasm.

Dean, the older and more protective of the Winchester siblings, saw a fiery spark in her. Her awkwardly adorable inability to converse in social settings oddly reminded him of his younger self — a lone wolf with the world on his shoulders.

On the other hand, Sam, the more academic-minded and understanding of the two, saw stark similarities between Emma and their late friend, Charlie, another gifted yet socially inept hunter who had also captured their hearts. And Cas, an angel exiled on earth, held a gentle affinity for the young hunter. Her struggle with societal norms mirrored much of his own. These parallelisms drew them to Emma in a fraternal sense.

One night, things had turned disastrous. While tracking down a nest of vengeful spirits, Emma had jumped in front of a possessed car, saving Sam at the very last moment. When the dust settled, they discovered her sprawled on the ground, unconscious and severely injured.

The sight of Emma's unmoving form ignited a surge of protective instinct in each of them. The tender, awkward girl had saved them more times than they could count, and now they were unsure whether they would lose her.

Over the next few days, the trio stayed by her side, nursing her back to health. They took turns staying awake at night, ensuring that nothing could harm her while she was vulnerable. Their dynamic had subtly shifted—no longer was Emma just their partner, but they had unconsciously adopted big brother roles for the young hunter.

As Emma pieced back together, she was met with an unexpected surge of protection from the guys. Dean grew more watchful, often flinching at her every wince. Sam was overbearing in his care, constantly checking her wounds, and fussing around for her betterment. Cas, meanwhile, was an ever-present silent guardian, always nearby.

And so, amongst the chaos, a beautiful bond was formed. They had gone from paternal figures to protectors, all the while holding onto their love for their newfound companion they never knew they needed. Emma, in her profound bravery and captivating awkwardness, had caught the hearts of the Winchester brothers and their angelic ally, creating an unbreakable bond.

Interwoven in their world of mystic monsters and deadly danger, they discovered an unlikely friendship and an unspoken vow: they had each other's backs, always. Emma's jarring entry into their team had shaken up their closely guarded universe, showing them that while they fought the darkness, there existed light and love in their unique family dynamic.

The story of Emma, the awkward fearless hunter, held a mirror to Dean, Sam, and Cas, reminding them of their own beginnings and the protective bonds they had forged on the perilous path they walked together. She became their unifier in the face of adversity, the string that tied them together, making them a team... a family.

For Emma, what started as a way to help others had turned into an incredible journey of strength, camaraderie, and, above all, sacrifice. With Dean, Sam, and Cas by her side, she was ready to face the supernatural world unafraid, her awkward quirks now a badge of honor in their close-knit family. She may have been their protege, but in their hearts, they knew, Emma was their savior too. Thus, the saga of Supernatural continued, now with an extra sense of fraternity, love, and a promise to stand by each other, always.

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Summary: An ordinary human girl and two powerful original vampires! Tune in to know more!

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In the depths of the mystical town of Mystic Falls, two powerful and immortal beings resided. Elijah and Niklaus Mikaelson, the original vampires, known for their strength, complexity, and protective nature. For centuries, they had guarded each other fiercely, ensuring the survival of their family bloodline. But fate had something else in store for them.

One fateful evening, as the moon embraced the night sky, the Mikaelson brothers found themselves drawn to a modest cafe nestled in the heart of town. There, amidst the chatter and clinking of cups, they encountered an enchanting young human girl named Amelia.

Amelia was ordinary in every sense, an unassuming beauty with a heart as tender as a rose petal. Despite the darkness that surrounded the Mikaelsons, she saw the light within them, and from the moment they met, her presence soothed their immortal souls.

Elijah, with his refined and chivalrous demeanor, felt an immediate connection with her. His heart stirred as he witnessed her unwavering determination to make everyone feel like they belonged, even the monsters hiding in plain sight. In her eyes, he found solace, a sanctuary that he thought would forever elude him.

Niklaus, known for his volatile nature, was immediately captivated by Amelia's bravery. She had an uncanny ability to see beyond his demonized façade. With her grace and compassion, she shattered the darkness that clouded his mind, transforming his fractures into a semblance of healing.

As the days turned into weeks, Elijah and Niklaus became fiercely protective of Amelia. They would often find themselves watching her from a distance, ensuring her safety and shouldering her troubles before she even knew they existed. It was their way of expressing an affection they had never felt before.

They would intervene when she faced the dangers of the supernatural world, using their ancient powers to shield her from harm. Their very existence became dedicated to easing her everyday worries, the weight of her burdens shifting onto their indestructible shoulders.

Amelia, although initially unaware of their supernatural heritage, could sense the power that emanated from the Mikaelsons, their loyalty and love a cloak that shielded her heart. She and Elijah developed a bond rooted in trust and understanding, like two lost souls finding solace in one another.

While with Niklaus, her fierce determination to protect him from the darkness within him led to moments of unexpected vulnerability. In his presence, she discovered a passion and fire she had never known, a love strong enough to consume the shadows that threatened to devour him.

But as they navigated the uncharted paths of their unconventional relationships, danger loomed silently nearby. Ancient enemies sought to destroy the Mikaelsons, unable to comprehend the newfound strength they derived from Amelia's love and unwavering presence.

Amelia found herself torn between the immortal world she had come to love and her desire for a normal life, free from the supernatural dangers that lurked at every corner. Yet despite the dangers, she couldn't pull herself away from the magnetism of Elijah's protective embrace or the undeniable connection she shared with Niklaus.

In the end, love prevailed, and Amelia chose to stand by the Mikaelsons' side, embracing their immortal world and all its complexities. Together, they faced the ancient foes and emerged victorious, their bonds strengthened by the battles they fought side by side.

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Gillian Flynn, from Sharp Objects

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there's just something inherently holy about a girl vibing alone in her room

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June 1, 1912 The Diaries Of Franz Kafka 1910-1913

[ID: June 1. Wrote nothing. END ID]

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there’s something so fucking magical about bookstores and libraries

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Angels in America, Tony Kushner

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Artists need to lay their soul bare for the world to mock

That must be painful

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छल कपट मत द्रोह कर ,

विध्वंस का मत शोर कर ,

रख घृणा मन में छुपा

निज दर्प पर तू चोट कर ।

छल है भरा संसार में

किसकी व्यथा है हार में ।

यहां कुटिल बस एक सिद्ध है ,

विष है भरा हर वार में।

चित्कार है सम्मान की

अपमान का वो घाव था

है रक्त शोधित सब हृदय

जिस पट पे तेरा पांव था ।

शासन किया या छल किया ,

पल में समस्त बदल दिया ,

कोने थे चार एक खेल के

पासों ने ��ब दलदल किया ।

हंसता रूदन अब सब जगह

क्रंदन की फहराती ध्वजा

बिखरे हैं अश्रु राह में,

अब ढूंढ इनमें तू मज़ा।

क्या पा लिया इस बार में,

इस जीत में इस हार में,

उस शांति का मुख तो दिखा

जो बिक गई संसार में ।

चल आज फिर एक दांव कर ,

चल आज फिर वो पांव धर,

फिर से वही पासे तू ला

हिस्से में पांच तू गांव कर ।

देता वही जो ना रिक्त हो ,

सहता वही जो ना शक्त हो

तू ना रिक्त ना ही अशक्त है ,

फिर क्यों कपट का तू भक्त है ।

कर दंभ बस एक क्षण परे ,

निर्लज्जता से हट परे ,

व्यापक बना यह जड़ मति,

इस तथ्य से तू क्यूं डरे।

है दम्य तो ही पग बढ़ा

इस तथ्य से जो तू मुड़ा,

जी पाएगा तू भी नही ,

जब शव पे होगा तू खड़ा।

परिचय तो दे उस मान का

उस शक्ति का सम्मान का ,

यह मार्ग तेरा क्यूं जटिल

अस्तित्व तेरा क्यूं कुटिल ,

बस बंद सब तू प्रलाप कर

ना युद्ध की तू गुहार कर ,

यह काल तुझ पर हंस रहा

तेरा दंभ तुझको डस रहा

जो छोड़ सकता आज तू

बस दे दे पांच ही गांव तू ,

जो वो भी तू ना दे सके

तो प्राण अपने रख परे

अब घोषणा है बस यही

की युद्ध में तू ना डरे ।

तेरे सामने मैं हूं खड़ा ,

अपनी प्रतिज्ञा दृढ़ अड़ा,

काल करता हैं प्रतीक्षा अब तेरी कुरुक्षेत्र में ,

रख गदा तू हाथ में और ज्वाला अपने नेत्र में ।

प्रतिशोध की अग्नि है जलती याज्ञसेनी के हृदय

और भीम का भुजदंड भी चाहे रण में एक प्रलय।

मैं करता हूं प्रस्थान अब रुकने का कोई प्रश्न नहीं

हो फलित अब हस्तिनापुर ऐसा मेरा कोई स्वप्न नहीं

यह शब्द थे बस इस सभा में ,याद करना फिर कभी

यह तथ्य था या छल बढ़ा , ये जानेगा तू भी तभी ।

कृष्ण की चेतावनी , मेरे शब्दों में

- धानी

Tagging : @sharmajikabeta @chaanv

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Lupita Nyong'o as Nakia in BLACK PANTHER: WAKANDA FOREVER 2022 | dir. Ryan Coogler

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i am guilty of humanity i am

painfully human i am

apologetically human

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My brother never touches his cricket bat with his feet. It will anger the gods within it, he says. The goalkeeper of my football team kisses the goalpost before the beginning of a match, a silent prayer to the deity within. My sister never puts her paintbrushes on the floor and my father holds his stethoscope with unmatched devotion. You see, the gods are what you want them to be, where you want them to be. In your mother’s lap, in your best friend’s hug, in the coffee you are almost addicted to, in the equipments of the gym you love working out in or in the books you bought but will never read. The gods are wherever you want them to be. The gods are wherever you need them to be.

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Apocalypse. 

A word, if spoken or even thought about, often brings out the feeling of excitement and adventure in one's mind. 

Many books have been written in the past about how humans would react or survive if the same situation arises in the real world. These books have been enjoyed by many of the residents of planet earth. 

Many different strategies and tactics have been fantasized by fans all across the globe about this hypothetical crisis. 

Yet, not many have ever thought about what they would actually do if the hypothetical situation became their reality. 

That was the reason behind the sudden decrease in the human population and an enormous increase in the population of flesh eaters or as they were commonly known as Walkers.

A sudden threat had arisen on the population of living when the dead decided to walk among the land of those who breathe for a living. 

At first, the cases seemed to come out as one amongst a hundred. Many had thought that some mad scientists across the world were merely trying to catch the attention of the authorities globally. It was treated as a case of attention seeking scheme. 

But, unfortunately as the days went by, the situation started getting worse and worse. Now, not only the workers of many scientific labs were getting infected, the plague went out into the society. 

Different nations had different opinions and beliefs and the time that was supposed to be used in finding any kind of solution towards the incoming apocalypse was instead wasted in useless debates between the governments of the leading nations. 

And as a result, the human population went down. Humans took a hit and from then onwards the beginning of a catastrophic battle began. 

First went down the countries having close to none protection resources and came the turn of the countries who decided to ignore the problem and then day by day even the mightiest governments went down. 

After the fall of the authorities, the citizens had no place to seek shelters. The world went rogue and became a place worthy to be named Hell. 

Welcome, the story will personally deliver you the fear of survival, the guilt of killing, and satisfaction of seeing the end of the line. 

The survival will not be fit for those who will hesitate to take a life and it will bring pain to those who will lose a lot in order to gain the minimum. The trauma will be served sizzling hot and the revenge will be served cold with complementary ice cubes. 

The bonds bound by blood, friendship or even revenge will be tested and only the strongest will be able to hold the rope and the weak will perish in agony. 

Let the story of the survival of the fittest begins.. 

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Thoughts?

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"I don't do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision."

– Allen Ginsberg, "The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice: First Journals and Poems, 1937-1952"

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Bird-life; being a history of the bird, its structure, and habits, together with sketches of fifty different species - Alfred Edmund Brehm - 1874 - via Internet Archive