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The Fall is not as romantically melancholy as it is often made out to be. It is not graceful, it is not beautiful, and Fallen Angels are not enviable. Your wings will not fall out feather by feather, there will be no dramatic wind effects, and the Fall will not occur in slow motion. But there will be tears. And there will be blood. Your wings will be ripped out forcefully by some giant's invisible hands and your once-angelic skin will be cruelly sliced apart by raging winds. And though it takes only moments to get from Paradise to Nightmare, to you, the Fallen, it will seem to stretch on for an eternity. But rest assured, it will end even

As to where and when this story takes place, I cannot honestly say. I wasn't there. But I heard about it from a friend of a friend's cousin. The cousin wasn't there either but apparently he heard it from a frog. Don't ask me how a frog told him, I really don't know. But this fact came from the mouth of a man who tells people to shut up because he can't hear the sounds that spiders make over their yapping. But hey, a story's a story, no matter how unreliable the source is. Hell, I've come to learn that crazies tell the best stories. So anyway, this is the story of three cats: a black cat, a grey cat, and a white cat. They were sister and bro

"Hey Itachi-san," "Yes, Kisame?" "What are you thinking about?" "What makes you think I'm thinking about anything?" "Well, you're being really quiet. Well, I mean you're always quiet but it's your 'contemplative quiet.' Wanna share with the rest of the class?" "'Contemplative quiet?'" "Yeah, you have different forms of quiet. There's 'angry quiet,' 'sullen quiet,' 'quiet for the sake of being quiet quiet'...and right now you're 'contemplative quiet.' So…what are you thinking?" "I'm not nearly as deep as you make me out to be." "Sure you are. You name me one other person who can convey so many different emotions through silence."