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The   Earth  is  littered  with  the ruins  of 
empires that believed they were eternal. 

If   you   speak  the   truth, 
the   monster    whispered 
in his ear, you will be able
to   face  whatever  comes.

we are writers, my love.
we don't cry.
we bleed on paper.
-  	a.y. 

[...]  Et  ils  vécurent  enfants 
et firent beaucoup d'heureux.

      -'ღ'-  -'ღ'-  -'ღ'-

Lover of harry potter, 
chocolate and books.