paranormal

To love, to live, to feel so much that your world keeps spinning, faster and faster, in that wonderful, chaotic mess of humanity that you__ so hastily give up. Immortality is overrated. It is nothing but the ability to live through it all and not experience a single thing, to eat everything without tasting it at all." Isak__ eyes shone with a desperate need. He wanted, more than anything it seemed, to be like me, when all I wanted was to be like him.

How does one have a duel with a dragon? Well, since they live high up in the mountains, and getting all the way up there can be quite a nuisance indeed, one just has to ring the guest bell the dragons rather politely placed at the bottom many years ago when very incensed farmers kept appearing with complaints about their dwindling livestock. Dragons jokingly refer to it as __heir dinner bell.

If they had met on different grounds, he may have been able to help her. Now all he could do was hope they reached the end with as little blood shed as possible.

I sighed. "Would it be too much to ask that Asgard be peaceful? Made up of big, fluffy clouds, serenity, and lots of hot yoga?

In the space between wake and sleep, where the real world juxtaposes with the imagination, that's where I live.

Life without madness is mediocrity.

There was still something unfinished around her eyes; she wasn__ done yet. She was a story, not an epilogue. And if she chose to narrate her own life one word at a time as she descended the stairs to meet her newest arrival, that wasn__ hurting anyone. Narration was a hard habit to break, after all. Sometimes it was all a body had.

Do you feel it? That roaring call?

I just think when extraordinary people are discovered, extraordinary exceptions should be made. " ~ Sarajane From Eden Forest (Part one of the Saskia Trilogy)

I don't believe in love at first sight but maybe this is as close as it gets: seeing someone, a person you have no business loving, on a football field one night and thinking, I want you to be mine and I want to be yours. Lying on a closet floor with someone and thinking, I shouldn't know you but I do. Recognizing someone as a part of you before they've even become that person in your life, and knowing, without a doubt, that neither of you will ever be who you are in this exact moment ever again and believing, against all odds, you will continue to belong to one another despite that.

_dancing in the carnage and the flames.

No amount of speed could break me of this darkness... The sorrow is ever clinging to me.

And I realize, so suddenly that it hurts, just how empty a creature can be, while still filled to the brim with drowning agony.

What the hell is wrong with you?" Westin growled as they entered the house. Lia twirled a bit."I am in a good mood. Is that not allowed?""For most people, yes, it's preferred. On you, it's creepy. What's up?

If you never lie, you don't have to remember what you said.

Do you believe in eternal love, Vane?"He nodded. "When you live for hundreds of years, you see all kinds of things.""How does someone know the difference between that and infatuation?"He sat up between her legs, then pulled her into his lap to cuddle. "I don't think there is a difference. Ithink infatuation is like a garden. If tended and cared for, it grows into love. If neglected or abused itdies. The only way to have eternal love is to never let your heart forget what it's like to live without it.

I don__ think I__e ever seen anything as beautiful as you.

I intend to make you scream for me, Riley.