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~☆~Sister's Tea House~☆~
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Hex
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Manda looks around the room upon reappearing, it seems as if everyone has gone to sleep. She smiles before floating over to the bar and grabbing more sake. Now that most know she is not amoungst the living pretending to be is pointless. She looks up the stairs knowing that Nova is probably already asleep before finishing off the bottle and heading towards the guest bedroom with no real intentions of sleeping. She grabs her pen and paper and begins to write about the wonderful people she has met on earth...
Formerly known as MandaChaos. I am back and so happy to be here.
“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.”
Mahatma Gandhi
Posted 04-11-2012, 01:02 AM