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"at twilight either it would rain more at twilight or there was something in the light itself but it always smelled strongest then until I would lie in bed thinking when will it stop when will it stop. The draft in the door smelled of water, a damp steady breath. Sometimes I could put myself to sleep saying that over and over until after the honeysuckle got all mixed up in it the whole thing came to symbolise night and unrest I seemed to be lying neither asleep nor awake looking down a long corridor of gray halflight where all stable things had become shadowy paradoxical all I had done shadows all I had felt suffered taking visible form"
-William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury
This is a fictional journal to be used for role playing. I make no claims to owning Savage or anything connected to Harry Potter or Tim Roth. Thank yeh. The gif above is not mine, and I cannot recall where-from it came... If 'tis yours, please let me know, and proper credit will be given. Danke! Layout based primarily on Faulkner's Sound and the Fury and Bob Dylan's "Cold Irons Bound."