posting at 12 am is a good idea, right?

[skitterskitter]

How do you hope to imitate me if the slightest breeze sends you shivering? If you're remotely capable of independent thought -- which seems a bit of a stretch at the moment, but allow me to assume this is the case-- then it's hardly my fault that you're intimidated. You mustn't allow yourself to be cowed, and rest assured, you are the only one capable of the cowing. Doubt is a luxury we cannot afford, my dear, so we must cast it off and rise to meet our betters. The great among us bow to no one's will but their own.

Oh, and one more thing. Try to do a little research, would you? Assumptions aren't very becoming, much like the season Plaideweave was in fashion.

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I'm not sorry

[fadeling]

They hear but they don't listen. They take and tease and touch, tormenting torturous like toys, but they don't listen. I tried.

[skitterskitter]

To you, perhaps.

[fadeling]

No... to anyone. They prefer to play.

[skitterskitter]

What they prefer has little to do with what will happen.

[fadeling]

They make it happen. Dances and songs like ghosts of spirits, whispering, wondering.

[skitterskitter]

Going unwhispered about would be a worse fate.

[fadeling]

Even if it hurts?

[skitterskitter]

Especially if it hurts.

[fadeling]

I don't like that.

[curled]

Plaideweave was never in fashion.

[skitterskitter]

Any evidence to the contrary has long been discarded, preferably with the application of fire.

[nugqueen]

Was there a time Plaideweave was in fashion? Surely it must have been too brief to make note of. As for research - your reach isn't that hard to take note of by comparison.

[Was that a compliment? Was that an implication? The world may never know.]