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Thomas watched the guard from behind the bars of the cell. The man was irritating him with his constant pacing, and Thomas felt his fingers twitching with the desire to force him to be still. He longed for a knife, a gun, anything to make the guard stop.
Something wrong, sir? he drawled instead. Maintaining his relaxed posture he clenched his fists to hide the reflexive twitching. His lanky legs stuck out in front of him, still clad in the grease stained pants hed been wearing when theyd arrested him. He studied one of the stains, carefully not looking at the


Beside the WaterBeside the WaterBeside the Water
He found her by the pool theyd played in as children
He found her by the pool theyd played in as children. She sat on the edge of the fountain, and as he stood by the arched entryway he remembered a day when everything was much simpler and a sad smile crossed his face.
He took a step forward, and the cracking of a branch under his foot made Mai spin around to stare at him. Zuko flinched as he saw how bedraggled she still looked. He couldnt seem to tear his eyes away from the raw red circles left on her wrists by the manacles of Azulas dungeon. Her clothes were fre
It's Courtney
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"Bonjour, je m'appelle Albert, et c'est ma maison. Aimez-vous? J'ai travaillé beaucoup, et j'ai la construit aucun."
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My life, my values, my art
I Love JAPAN !!!!!!
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