For a while, you kept me warm. But never warm enough that I do not notice the piece of lettuce stuck to my shoe.
For a while, you kept me warm. But never warm enough that I do not notice the piece of lettuce stuck to my shoe.
I am so sorry, I want you to know
How truly sorry I am.
Subject: I can’t
You mention something about a three-legged cat, who is without appropriate supervision…
All that matters is the empty silence of the swaying trees. The guaranteed peace of a place feared.
We don’t mind an evil soul, but we need for them to have a better motive and to be more complex characters, with depth and background stories.
Making a protagonist related to a villain only works when this creates a convincing conflicting fissure within that self, and should not just be used as solely a means of injecting nostalgia into the fans who have come to watch.
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