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paradisalost2007-10-31 03:27 pm
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*Spell Eleven*
How odd these human holidays.
I am ashamed to admit that I am intrigued, however. I did do some research in the library. it turns out that humans once celebrated the death of their loved ones and those they had known on this night. They lit candles for their souls and told stories to the spirits.
Then the celebration became bastardized by some people known as Christians. They damned their predecessors of the holiday and turned the holiday into an evil night, one on which demons and beings known as witches and ghosts would roam the night, haunting and possessing those whom they encountered.
After that characterization, the night became one of costumes and candy for little children.
[a recorded sigh that sounds like a laugh, too]
How odd humans are.
...
I am partially tempted to participate in the festivities. I wonder if I have gone insane?
[a pause where Eclipse mutters a brief spell to light a few candles and levitate them outside of his door]
I am ashamed to admit that I am intrigued, however. I did do some research in the library. it turns out that humans once celebrated the death of their loved ones and those they had known on this night. They lit candles for their souls and told stories to the spirits.
Then the celebration became bastardized by some people known as Christians. They damned their predecessors of the holiday and turned the holiday into an evil night, one on which demons and beings known as witches and ghosts would roam the night, haunting and possessing those whom they encountered.
After that characterization, the night became one of costumes and candy for little children.
[a recorded sigh that sounds like a laugh, too]
How odd humans are.
...
I am partially tempted to participate in the festivities. I wonder if I have gone insane?
[a pause where Eclipse mutters a brief spell to light a few candles and levitate them outside of his door]
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[confused pause]
About the kind of person that you would like. We could try to find that person relatively quickly if you give me schematics.
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I have thought about it, yes, but I do not think I have a perfected answer for you...
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[soft disappointed sound] I suppose that it is a hard one to answer.
[back to braiding]
You'd make a pretty girl.
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[a snort of amusement]
Thank you?
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[pink bow inserted here]
You're welcome. I think it is the long hair.
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It probably is.
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[nods to itself as it returns to braiding]