This is real short post, partly because I'm half-asleep, you know, as people are at midnight, and partly because I'm horrible at following through on things, and I just can't be bothered. Mmhmm.
Here's a quote from the lovely enjambament on Livejournal:
"Moon, pregnant, golden apple, and full, heavy in his eyes, and he howls, his own voice is joined inseparably, irrevocably with another, the wine dark night wraps around him, wind ruffled, summer sweet, and the blood of small things he drinks down, it is ambrosia. They will run this way forever, and the silver-grey fur of pack-mate shines bright like the pinpoint stars. The night is young and always theirs for the taking."
AND THAT. THAT IS HOW YOU WRITE WEREWOLVES, STEPHANIE MEYER. THERE IS NOTHING ABOUT HIS SHIRT. AT ALL.
Okay, that's about it. But, hey, who doesn't love Twilight bashing?
To make up for my lack of dedication, have pretty music. Just ignore the creepy little girl.
-Luna
the little girl is not creepy....and u posted this @ 10 not 12 theres difference, child. midnight is the dark hour. 10 is just...10....anyways, luna, arent u the moon so u wud stay up all night and NOT be tired?
ReplyDeleteHaha, nice one Luna. Very true. Wannabe Werewolves chew on that!!
ReplyDeleteOoh the music is really pretty!! :)
ReplyDeleteit is. and so is fairytale by the same pianist. look it up, samuel, maybe u can play it while ur with TiBia. or ulna. or radius. hehehehe
ReplyDeletewtc is wrong with you?!?! shut up...srry... :)
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