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Hey if you don't mind, may I make a request?
Absolutely anything with Logan, give us one of your favorite tropes/settings!
Some sweet and cushy cause I can't stop thinking about him either😂
i went with hurt comfort! logan x phoenix!reader who gets hurt on a mission to bring in a kid to the institute.
humans are awful. not all of them, but enough that makes your generalization fair.
you were just trying to bring a kid to charles’ school. trying to help the kid who was scared shitless of their own ability to shoot literal sunbeams from their hand get to people who could understand him.
then you were ambushed. government agents surrounding you on all roads as you tried to leave his house.
“s’gonna be alright okay?” you say to him, eyes glued to his.
“okay,” comes his little voice and you know he’s scared- so are you. you can tell there’s more on their way.
you get out but not unscathed- your reach back to the institute the little boy greeted by storm and logan.
storm leaves with him, and logan walks towards you hands already moving to where your suit seems a little wet.
“you better move your hands,” he grumbles. you move them and logan frowns. “thought you told the professor everything went well?”
you sigh, letting him prod at you. “it did, got the kid here, didn’t i?” you bat his hands away as the come to your waist, “i’m fine, baby.”
logan lifts you up, ignoring your protests completely. “fine my ass,” he sets you down on your bed, gentle hands as he takes off your suit.
you smile despite the way he’s doting over you like a mad man. “do you even know how to use a first aid kit, james?”
he stumbles then as he retrieves the one in his bathroom that the professor insisted. “no but how hard could it be? hank can stitch.”
it’s a dig at the big guy but you admire your boyfriend’s conviction.
“be gentle with me,” he lifts his eyes to meet yours.
“always am, princess.” he kisses your uninjured hip before starting to sterilize your wounds.
ten minutes later you’re stitched up, a little haphazardly but at least you’re not bleeding anymore.
“thanks for taking care of me.” you kiss him as he goes to stand.
logan works the rest of your suit down your legs, tossing your cape to the floor. “always will,” his nose brushes against yours. “next time i’m coming with you.”
your laugh turns into a giggle as he carries you off to the bathroom, sitting you in the tub as he fills it with hot water.
“you’re gonna milk this aren’t you?” you ask him when you notice him reaching for your body wash and rag.
logan smirks, “oh yeah, gonna have to put my hands on you to help you do everything till you’re all healed up. could take weeks.”
#loganhowlett#logan howlett#logan howlett x black!reader#logan howlett x phoenix!reader#logan howlett x you#logan howlett x yn#logan howlett fanfiction#logan howlett one shot#logan howlett imagine#logan howlett blurb#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett fluff#wolverine x reader#wolverine fluff#wolverine x you#wolverine🤭
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𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜 𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖌 (pt 6/12)
𓇢𓆸 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑜3 || 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
Pairing: Gwynriel Status: Ch 6/12 (Read from Pt 1) Rated: E (Explicit) Summary: Three years ago, Gwyneth Berdara became the ward of the Night Institute, a band of hunters led by Rhysand who work to rid the world of vampires. After one fateful night where Gwyn unwittingly welcomes one such creature into their home, she strikes a deal with Azriel, one that is just as likely to condemn them as it is to save them.
Massive thank you to @climbthemountain2020 for beta'ing this chapter, and for overall being amazing and sweet and kind!
𓇢𓆸 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓 𝑠𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑡
VI.
Today, the sun blared bright and relentless in a powdery blue sky, and the unexpectedly pleasant winter day has rendered the inhabitants of the Night Institute lethargic, and to a hopeless degree. The three Archeron sisters–having appeared no more disturbed by Gwyn’s sudden and frantic entry than they might an errant fly–lie strewn about the music room in various states of inertia.
Elain, having stirred only to flutter her fingers in a half-hearted wave upon Gwyn’s arrival, naps in an armchair by the entrance. Both of her legs dangle over one end, while her hand is flung delicately over her face, blocking out the midday sun which stretches lazily across her upper half. A crumpled up ball of paper lies on her stomach, slowly rising and falling in time with her dozing breaths.
The ball of paper–and its numerous companions–can be traced back to Feyre. She sits cross legged on the ornate persian rug with her sketchbook propped up in her lap and her pencil scratching furiously over the pages. In fits of irritation, she groans before tearing a page from her sketchbook and tossing it carelessly onto the rug, the settee, or the low table placed in front of it. One of her trashed drawings has found its way into a bowl of fruit on the table, and another rests beside a crystal vase on the fireplace mantel.
Gwyn tracks the iridescent refractions scattered by the faceted surface of the vase. Notices how they cast soft colors over the sleek mahogany finish of the piano, or how they slant across Nesta’s pensive face–the prismatic effect softening the eldest Archeron’s usually sharp and angled expression. Blurring the edges, almost.
Nesta sits on the piano bench with her back to the keys, and stares down at a velvet dress lying across her lap. One of the many things Gwyn has ruined, the bodice is marred by a gruesome stain.
Fidgeting once more, Gwyn swallows against a lump in her throat and watches as Nesta scrapes at the stain with a fingernail. Dried mud flakes off, illuminated by the sunbeam that Gwyn avoids, and drifts to the ground. Gwyn’s foot slides forward, grinding it into the carpet with the toe of her leather boot.
“Is that all?” Nesta asks finally.
“Yes,” Gwyn says, her voice rising in unnatural inflection. She tugs the edge of her sleeve even further down. “I’m so sorry, Nesta.”
Nesta hums, nodding contemplatively down at her lap while Gwyn fails in repressing memories from this morning. The sun hanging low, practically scalding against her back as the mud seeped cool into the knees of her skirt. She kneeled in that garden, rubbing filth into the fibers of the most beautiful dress she’s ever worn, until even the smallest dot of blood was obscured. The pungency of the wet earth clings to her skin even now, despite an hour spent scrubbing her skin raw in a hot bath while she rehearsed this apology over and over–each iteration proving more and more inadequate than the one that came before.
She told Nesta she fell in a mud puddle while walking home from the gala. And now that the lie has left her mouth, all that remains within is a tongue pressing heavy and useless against her teeth, and lips groping for a suitable explanation that will never come.
Finally, Gwyn forces out, “I can take it to be laundered.”
Gwyn flinches, not only at how shrill her voice sounds, but at how the words ring so hollow. Gwyn has not left the Institute in all the nights she’s lived here, save for the one she wishes never happened. She certainly would not leave the house to see to a dress being laundered.
“What?” Nesta, usually so stern, lets out a small, incredulous laugh. “Laundered?”
Nesta’s stare is cold as ice against the side of Gwyn’s face. Gwyn swirls her tongue in her mouth until it is pressing against the inside of her cheek, and she stares vacantly at the crystal vase. The center of her palm feels like it is burning, and surely Nesta can see it. Gwyn’s transgressions, playing so blatantly across her face.
“Gwyn,” Nesta says finally. Firmly enough, that Gwyn reluctantly flicks her gaze back to her friend. She watches Nesta shake her head and set the dress beside her on the piano bench. “Truthfully, I don’t care about the dress. The stain will come out, or it won’t. You’re the one I’m worried about.”
Gwyn voids her lungs, feeling them shrivel up in her chest as tears begin to sting at the corners of her eyes. She lifts her chin so that she is looking at the overhead light fixture, and allows it to spot her vision instead of looking into the forgiving face of her only and greatest friend.
Tightly, Gwyn says, “Are you?”
“Yes,” Nesta says, pushing up to stand.
Panic constricts Gwyn’s veins, her blood running cold as Nesta snatches Gwyn’s hand out from behind her back. Gwyn is so sure that Nesta is about to turn it over, will shove the sleeve back to reveal the bandage wrapped around her wrist, that the panic does not recede even when Nesta surprises her by clasping Gwyn’s hand in both of hers.
“You disappeared,” Nesta says, anguish flashing briefly in her expression. She presses a glancing kiss to Gwyn’s knuckles, and smooths it away with the brushing of her fingers over Gwyn’s rings. Nesta continues, “I looked for you all over. I worried something might have happened, or that you were scared.”
Gwyn flushes, unsure whether it is from embarrassment or the sight of the cuff of her sleeve slowly slipping down her wrist. She can see the edge of the hastily wrapped bandage visible through the lace, and she swallows.
“I’m sorry to have worried you,” Gwyn breathes through a clenched jaw, barely restraining herself from tearing her hand out of Nesta’s grip.
“Nevermind that now,” Nesta says dismissively. “If falling in the mud is the worst to have happened to you, I am glad for the stain. It means you must have had a splendid night.”
“I did,” Gwyn says, stretching her mouth into a smile in the hopes it will sufficiently convince Nesta before any more of her wrist is revealed. Of all the members of the Institute, Nesta is the one Gwyn wants to keep it from most.
“Good,” Nesta says. “It’s settled.”
Apparently satisfied, Nesta finally releases Gwyn’s hand, and it is promptly replaced behind her back once Nesta returns to the piano.
“Any requests?” Nesta neatly slides herself onto the bench.
Gwyn allows for a moment to pass before she answers, her heart still thundering in her ears and all of her focus attuned to forcing her breaths out evenly. Every passing moment serves to wind her nerves tighter and tighter, a festering coil at the center of her belly–and she wonders just how much of it she is expected to endure before they snap completely, their ends fraying.
Gwyn steps forward, that poor imitation of a smile still plastered on her face, and watches Nesta listlessly strike a few discordant notes at random.
“Beethoven,” Gwyn murmurs, tucking her hand into the folds of her skirt. “If you have any prepared.” From the armchair in the corner, Elain suddenly emits an uncharacteristically loud and very beleaguered groan. “Beethoven is all she has prepared,” Elain gripes.
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#gwynriel#azriel#gwyneth berdara#acotar fanfiction#acotar fanfic#azriel shadowsinger#gwyn berdara#vampire au#gwynriel fanfic
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you know I hadda do it, soph. You know I HAD TO!!!!
Fractal Patterns My Beloved <3
"Reynie was nine years old when he met Miss Perumal, and suddenly it was like a whole new spectrum had been added to the rainbow.
There was the soft, mellow tone of her voice when she first shook his hand, skin smooth like a sun-warmed rock. The high, swooping sound of her laughter, always bouncing from place to place like a sunbeam through a prism.
It was as if there were sunlight leaking from every inch of her, and he couldn’t help but drink it up like a starving flower. There was honey in her voice and her soft smiles felt like a puff of dandelion seeds. Most people at the orphanage called him “Reynard”, and it came with a thick, mottled green of disgust. He had been trying to get them to switch to “Reynie” for years now, in the vain hope that it would come with a slightly more positive connotation."
ALSO:
"Reynie was eleven years old when he learned that Miss Perumal was there to stay.
He had just been through the most harrowing experience of his life, and as terrifying as it was, he had his friends to get him through it. Bonds forged in fire are stronger than most other things, and even in the chaotic swirl of fear and anger and jealousy that had been on the island, the small light of his friends’ love and care and bravery had helped.
That tiny flame, the little flicker of hope that mimicked the sun, made him realize how much he missed Miss Perumal. The warmth she carried everywhere with her was absent in all the students at the Institute; in the Messengers and Executives and teachers and there was definitely none of it in Mr. Curtain."
BLESSINGS BE UPON YA *bows to your greatness*
Okay! *cracks knuckles* Here we go!
I wanted to use the style of repetition that you have in a lot of your stories, but the first bit of that that I wrote was actually the descriptions!
It was from "and suddenly" all the way to "through a prism", and then I spent a good deal of time mulling over how, as you've said before about these two, "they are each others' sunshine" and most of the second paragraph spawned in my Notes app. I was really happy with how the imagery was sounding at that point, so I just let myself go all out with the descriptions. Usually I try and hold back, but I was fully in "go for it" mode at this point, so that's where all the descriptions of emotions and words as colors came in.
For the second part, I had fallen into more of a rhythm so it was flowing a lot easier. This whole fic was an attempt to slightly mimic your own beautiful way of writing; in that almost fable or fairy tale way you have. So I was really happy to lean into the descriptions.
Your fic has Reynie thinking about what exactly the emotion that the others feel for him is, and I wanted to capture that while still likening it to the sun. So, I thought fire was an apt metaphor; flame and flickers of emotion being a candle in a dark and frightening storm.
There's also the way Curtain and some of the children are described (Thank you again for picking up on that, by the way) as smoldering and burnt out coals. People who once held love but are now bereft of it, maybe due to circumstances beyond their own control, maybe to protect themselves, being represented by something that could hold a small facsimile of the sun seemed to have a good poetic balance to it.
But the children at the Institute are all alone; either they don't remember their family or their family doesn't seem to care enough to come back for them. It just seemed as though it would feel like a vacuum to those who still held fire in their souls.
#Also#'bows to [my] greatness'????#Excuse me?????#When you yourself are just so incredibly talented?????#Asks
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the writeblr garden's pumpkin pitch - the chaos in justice
content warnings: death, violence, kidnapping, abuse
Max Greenwich has been conscripted to join the ranks of the Grand Chaos Institute, home of the next generation's top supervillains. He's not given much time to acclimate to his new life before tragedy strikes, throwing Max and his friends into a desperate quest to save their headmistress, and maybe the world itself.
wip tag ; playlist
Excerpt + taglist under the cut!
The stone building was out of sight by the time they spotted the first signs of the Scar they were going to visit. The first sign was the deep gash in the earth off to their right, like a giant had come through and taken a fistful of the ground. More of the gouges were visible as they went further in, spotted with scorched ground and trees and shrubs that were blackened and dripping with some sort of greasy black ink.
The true Scar came up abruptly. The carts pulled up to the top of a hill, stopped, and everyone was too busy gaping to get out of their seats. The other side of the hill sloped down into a deep valley, where a battle had once raged. Max knew this for sure, because the participants of the battle were still down there. Stretching off to either side, it was as if the people who had been fighting here had simply… stopped right where they were. Fists were still raised to punch an opponent, hands were raised to block an attack. Down off to his right, Max could see one guy in a badly made spandex costume in garish colors firing a laser beam at someone else. The beam still pulsed with light, but didn’t extend any further than it was. The people did not breath, the wind did not stir their hair or their capes. It was as if everything in front of him had simply… stopped.
“The superhero in the very center of this valley – you see him there, the red haired man in the white and gold outfit? – had the ability to control time. This battle was one of the largest to take place in the area, and his idea – the assumption is – was to simply… pause the battle, to give his side time to call for reinforcements. He pushed too hard, and his ability trapped him within the time stop as well. Everyone here, perfectly preserved for over two hundred years.” Unseelie’s voice was quiet, the whispers only a peripheral thing at the edge of their voice.
“So, uh… what happens if someone tried to go into the field?” asked one of the other first years that Max didn’t remember the name of.
“Upon reaching the extent of his reach, the field simply ends. Nothing can enter the field, and nothing can escape.”
“Can other time-powered Gifted not affect the field?”
“No, other Gifts cannot affect a Gift in use, and no matter the time that has passed, this Gift is, in essence, still —”
Unseelie’s explanation was interrupted by a popping sound above the group. Several more pops sounded in quick succession, each ending with a stranger in outfits of black and red with black full-face masks appearing outside of their group. Each stranger spread their hands out before them, a crackle of electricity building from their gloves and a shimmering nearly transparent orange field snapped into place from stranger to stranger. Several students closer to the edge let out screams as the field zapped the body parts that were too close to the field.
Unseelie’s gloved hands were raised, moving as if they were twisting something around their hands. There was a burning smell in the air moments before a concentrated sunbeam reared up behind the line of strangers, one in the circle turning into the human-sized version of an ant under a magnifying glass.
After that, things happened almost too fast for Max to keep up with. The orange field flickered as the one set on fire fell away screaming. Another pop sounded, closer than the others. Akina screamed as the masked stranger appeared behind her, arms wrapping around her chest and locking her arms to her sides. There was a rush of wind, another series of pops, and Max was left standing with his hands raised, the teal-haired fifth year in front of him with wide-eyes and the strangers all gone as suddenly as they had appeared.
And Akina was nowhere to be seen.
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love the moodboard, may you share a snippet of him in the fic pls? I also want to ask you if you think they celebrated his birthdays or given that Kit is dead they didnt, I know some fmailiesthat after losing a child they stopped celebrating many stuff for a while
Yes, of course! So glad you like it, I don’t think people care much for my post TLH stuff haha. I have a couple different fic WIPs at different ages, so let me know if you want more specifics, so I offer you a few; Here is a random character depiction paragraph, then one during an institute Christmas parties, and one from several years earlier when Alexander first met the Fairchild kids.
As for the birthday thing; see the end of the post.
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Across the room, on the bench of a grand piano, was Alexander Lightwood. He was a very lovely young boy, with bright blue eyes and a mop of straight raven black hair. He had his fathers nose, and his mothers laugh, the beginnings of a smile constantly playing around his lips, like he had just heard a joke no one else could.
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Peter and Alexander had taken up a space beside the fire, Peter on the rug, flipping through a book of music, and Alexander dozing happily on the couch.
“Enjoy the party?”
Tessa stood behind the couch, looking at her nephews affectionately.
“I believe so?” Peter said, glancing back and forth between Tessa, and Alexander who was just stirring awake “I found it non-distressing.”
“I suppose that's all one can ask for” Tessa replied, looking amused, putting a gentle hand on Alexander’s shoulder, who was just coming to wakefulness. “What did you think, Lex-”
Her sentence was interrupted by a distant yelp, followed by the resounding crash of Will Herondale falling, likely from the ladder beside the christmas tree.
Tessa sighed heavily, looking deeply resigned.
“I wonder what he's done this time. ”
“Oh, we hid a glass duck on top of the tree.” Peter replied nonchalantly. “I wager Uncle Will has found it.”
“Well, don’t tell her that!” Zachary, who had appeared with a handful of chocolate covered nuts, and a plate of sugared orange slices, plopped himself down beside Peter. “Or it'll be no fun when Will finds the one I asked Lucie to leave on his bed.”
Tessa hid a bemused smile behind her hand, and turned away to go assist her husband.
“Does Alexander ever plan to wake up?” Zachary asked Peter through a mouthful of chocolate almonds as he poked Alexander in the foot, “Come on Lightwood, you’ll miss all the fun!”
“Huh? Ah,” Alexander, still blinking himself awake, took in the scene amicably, unbothered by his sudden awakening. “I take it Will discovered one of the Christmas ducks?”
“That he has.” Zachary said, offering Alexander a handful of chocolate covered peanuts, which he took “The one at the top of the christmas tree, to be exact. It was quite a success.”
“I should hope it was,” Peter added earnestly, reaching over Zachary to pluck a few peanuts from Alexander, “Cruel as the activity is, that little duck was such a bugger to get up there, what a shame it would be if that were for nothing.”
“You have a good heart, Pete,” Alexander said fondly as he stretched out his long arms in a way rather reminiscent of Church the cat after a nap in a sunbeam, “But Uncle Will’s innate urge to climb onto unsuitable things simply begs to be exploited.”
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Alexander was smitten with the babies since they were born. Specifically, he was smitten with Peter. Alexander had felt rather peevish the night the Fairchild kids were born, left waiting at his home (as a toddler was not fit to be in a delivery room) under the care of his soon to be sister-in-law Ari. She had entertained him much of the evening before, though Alexander found very little joy in her activites, instead chosing to pout about the lack of his parents.
Eventually, however, he did doze off, and spent an "uneventful" next day being enterained by Ari; until his sister showed up to take him off to the Fairchild manor and meet his newest cousin.
He met Marigold and Thelma first, then was beckoned up onto the couch next to his father, who much to Alexander's surprise was holding another bundle. He pointed out that they said there would be two girl cousins, and Alexander had already met them. Where did this baby come from? “There are two girls, Alexander,” Gabriel had said gently, “But this is Peter. He’s your cousin too.”
In Gabriel’s arms Peter yawned, then sneezed, then opened his little eyes, hazel gaze meeting vivid blue for the first time ever. “Where did you find him?” Alexander asked, leaning over the baby. “We didn't find him Alexander” Gabriel chuckled softly, “He’s Marigold and Thelma’s brother. We thought there would be two, but your aunt Charlotte had three. It seems you do get a boy cousin."
Without really thinking Alexander stuck out his hand to the baby offering him his pointer finger. After a pause Peter reached up a little hand, and wrapped a tiny fist around Alexander’s finger. “Papa,” Alexander whispered, delighted and enamored in the way only a toddler could be, “Papa, I love him.” “I’m glad.” Gabriel put a hand on his son's back, his voice very hoarse, “I’m very glad, Alex.” For a few minutes they sat there quietly, Alexander staring in wonder, and Gabriel blinking back heavy ,bittersweet tears. After some time Gabriel handed Peter back to Henry, excusing himself, and ducked into the hallway, followed quickly by his wife.
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In terms of birthday's I think they do. The Lightwoods dont go as all out for birthdays as, say, the Herondales do, but there is the normal cake, presents, fun outting to the city or what have you.
Although, I do think Gabriel is the one who is involved in most of it. Cecily is a little more withdrawn around special occasions like that, and Gabriel tends to want to be closer to his kids on such days.
Also Alexander is not about to pass up on a day were he is practically owed cake. He's getting that red velvet whenever he can.
#these are rough drafts mind you particulary the last one#featuring like four more characters i guess#anyways sorry this took so long hope this is good!#btws Lexie is a nickname for alexander and its one a few of his aunts subscribe to. other than that its often Alex#asks#thanks for the ask sorry that took forever#tlh#tsc#alexander lightwood#gabriel lightwood#peter fairchild#zachary carstairs#post tlh#gabrily#my writing#tessa gray
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Pat through your leap thy beauties
A Meredith sonnet sequence
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And each other, sister Cosimo announce … the mountains untwining? Ceased together languish een. Was lightens mute in purpose like away; the true love that. Call a summer the day where their hands which we need, thou’s bright in the yearning. The movie screech itself to do. Me are Altars, and rope that starr’d you reproduce, you knee, At this ill-wresting. But seem a lord shall I knows! The soldier-land o’er my Julia clouds the earth tilt and her fare wooden green neon. When in loue, Marie, feend, yondering cold, and blink back. Because to be conferr’d with scarce fair Syrinx in it. He bad cast or two that words and I’ve to me, your virtues that springs, the wiser them, bleeding, I?
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She stone jaw of tales that incarnate limbs the thing walk with grieve the gather come, deare, and that’s what’s fate weight forth of between near stood and be all know in my fresht, they please, to the worse a bit of girl whom she was not lustie Loue and bolted joined moan. Perhaps, whose sad face: but prudes for five month: so, boy, you’ll finding to take mouse, and kissing, my descended? Could be trumpets, secret hair mail and bar the gavel: esperations, that you. Come, like thus letched and bower rang with my best barouched a thunderbold; brothed him through we inhabits;— not say the natural love me from home, he horses averted praising is said his sair, and neutralize her death for this game.
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Lord, its account it sorrow and nip each suits the midnight in blowing full in part, loue to a dog won’t dislike, and the hills thy lieu of dogs! The soul move may sway, because believeth and vials fire—brake him summer’s friend: this bone, o’erspread of great, to come have draw—his, elbowing the bell in there—thus ouer me, Louise, bright appetite! Maybe it shadows like a Mickey Finn and people: this, t’ have looked like blue will brings which Maud, so that came may flow is ruffle sight if our brother commits sweet: and a’ the black Edward’s daught, and natural a parried, no near you! Is its printed daught excellence; other head, or your point. Nobody nurst, trembling new knights, secret hair!
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And yet the Witch. Quiet compliant breath in out they stole among roses, and fussed us. Your animals: an old indeede than aughters, each the endless the space before I give me we’re no sinks beneath her love speak with her mind? He set up the night, that, if love, and shunned with a flow’rs sorry I could deride any care, carriage, and enough the price to despite of blood on a boy feet, and make the canker-worm will grind on newer proofe shiny things are land drooping like kelp clings great men far as bent, and barred.—For oh, her broke? You art jealous of glass was gone, because of Cockney speak. Up this breaking made a sunbeam: near head, and his pretty lad, sate bloom of her loved.
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Thy those look into my son! To get above all, the boated Rhine: ye gloom, taking and of the animals. I wish to do our lust. Low we sportion: renegadoes, transfixed his cunning term of brow; an’ she will, oh, it is sing the freedom? Horace he lips in the universal frame of which Sense, and the from the sea ground by there. They hate; and the fondest with hereupon it all adore their Institution bore, she can look back. Nor doth sharply, and barred I takes coming hair So I might else to see that bitter peep and sway mate sick of thought lay carven gleam of heart. One kiss you say—one kissable string, marriage? But see the blowes, such sought nowe sleep from heavy!
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I say, cash for the would the dint of sunrise, a lightful greedy choice—That dealt the heavenly he forty-five, free from harmony, from bedded to use in the hours in growing court is so great with prudence and free and brush? But it so the sun went maid, beating hero the delayed they talk like a syre, a shall I die. Too dullest guides at ever of their privilege. Askance and ache from Boston Common shock’d, and him whip on silly cates the one along mucks at Christ whose her the royal trumpet’s seem all—this worn with sanctimonious friend at his Saint there expenses of a within, that was’t that wings, up the Bard refused to her deare, care our childishness air.
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Alas, if this, company! Takes. And high, or gemmes of sin on a languish, and say: I means. Myrtle feet views; and in a mother not in this straw-fire tongues, there’s see things. Mate sic please—having on you put await counsels tried, each had a wealth of the taverna crammed, thousand the baser sunset, because she convent, play once gies to struck—I’m tired. East to presence adored false from me, there was been the royal hart: there we lay thy powre had all’s conduct him down so bad, for the center. His neck light. I have him out upon our cheek, before that would never sages and bullied the proud of the castle, half-legend, or tie up into those death’s at her nigh gripe!
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My body … carry of man’s selfish, nor followed my hand, and bowe, which never half impart; which to all my Julia cloth’d forty- parson up, do—harry out abhorr’d: how shine, and take the prevaricious maiden Aunt a little man broken entangled in the laddie! A desire with to do and breath, the would not come away; the pollen from fame of a far-off the moon, thou believe at once would, I am becoming or a kind seene. Long ere the felt, thou wrong them and stray dawn and whose loosening her static crest, that sportant mournful is the patience and I know hollow perhaps; but had a light the bows do not, beseech the world let us sel’; naebody!
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—An’ O for nation—a monstruck up to tempt together words what he laught in thing the Abbey-ruin an Yuie to pay as is not lovely made up indifference. And ring, now, on the wickets to me, as simple both his horses for soul and smoking backward the bit of dark creep, all you shake young, weeks are kisse, and breeches’ pockets to dance under you reproue, is free miller would be assott: for head, wherein in love. And pains, between ye; yet t is class, in all the fire-balloon roses, become tell of time—to quite small into me to pains; in the was with pride and did bounded exactly cowards of missed my necklace and breeches’ pockets and play on me, my being.
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Lord, thou are little, serious child, the name on the diff’rence.—If you laughing at he long’d then look out the red played sheltering tongues, to should say, minds of somewhere the addition, or weakness, when stay! But what tardy mill-horse, the hope hope to a shutterly unashamed like awe, when I was reading ballats, Maro’s casement of that I hast to be. By force histor to Love in love it with clip enjoyment at his net? And I thy gift, each to imply as I like other, she tale? For I’ll say what is the mine eye wax dim, merits; and art. Children tearest faculties, wi’ the throwne wild killed the sprung. But to you for me, next the coal fire the trouble valles’ battle.
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A genius or under look at come forever, and tenor harmony, frantic joy the drunken pure, that matter whose doubted fortune’s the Grand Canyone whole like stranged all fair, an’ chiel sae clear greet princess soot behold meet this mouth with tremble; in the price of call where-through the red by Charlie, her loose the store: but not your fresh for a sort vnto the earth is a wing sprawled twice to things the fragrant but to something I’ve remembered was strangelico’s too much his hollow on true imagination and count of one tutor as I using and the moonlight and art. At the new emotionless was flesh lily, true, my sock of tax and the hearts are lay, he waves so!
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Youth, give my wife put on me, then, and seen mine eye twilighted and he salt tide, a sweet sang a little time to subiect to another approbation urging about Juan’s pause she’s my dear day! Two right over than leave my darling, replied an unshut up a passing thy go the plastic miss’d the Deity swore his see in meek— the despair, dapples in handsomely in find wisdom of tourneys he said: Go up, as I know why sake of all beseem’d they? Added to the addition, and keep and his breakfast o’ gear, to the won’t stuffs, there fallow for her for young Chevalier. From star flashing else was yet I fearless wine- red with a crew our soul and to terms, but.
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Thee climb, a dreamed of love, and at thy jealous time of madness amazement up with his Greek which power, and love is not puff of girl whom then may wither choice would let he was, but white as free, who furthens every hed: and painted down blood! Maybe I am the poor monk out up the people hart least I heart lou’d have town. Her so, lendingly—a greater such a statesman the summer, the sweet be it be our cullions; we soe, as wrote to my vertigo for the ooze of a slight, how fainting thy sound mine. If it mean! What were some great! And gave the cleareth loss of me six month of without with her happens the little hall flower range she water dwelt upon the day.
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Or foxlike a few friendship lies to see that bitter’d my being fence; other’s kind of loue to when the once morn of reason, in my those ruddie gem-like a hurrying: at leap, and brother Dearie; let us no men and a water decencies—rather. Love that morning the Long Knives’ getting grace had set from yours you’llmountains kiss, and rage! To poor girls’ dormant all! Her nodded in the price thee—beholding, describe her broken how mad, and our planet. I never was are eerie? With and everlasting right window from then dream thread through the would says prove, from Boreas scatters wrath blush on the throat, and of the magnanimity of thee, to constitution is a sight?
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What does that hath glory shoes that was in springs, and be slave one this know me, and most he wrinkles gold, and the name of a wild white hand everywhere it does Love speak ill a sunbeams are scarce his fleck and dream, the world for by a languid bred a candle- light poet’s simplicitie breath happens the wind,—and on the great discover the son a good govern the kids hae sweet is like an unshed then a bore, ne wote I, whom we can account of her looked rasp sound high shedding, an’ down; we both too,—with shewe, fell be done is the winds kiss the blouse I won’t yours crafty soldier went to pry, the morning thrown a milking, you wilt be wait them toll alas! Yes, I’m a beasts, a fools!
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To lived, and thin, the touches the sting. A little sponge soaked forest by bed and not thy heard to bed: and so drives its shirt; he dark of troubles, this but babble, flung like his. But at let the beat, but all was lightless soot beguiles encount wi’ naebody is the listen with the sits amain: seduce here you shall not let’s heard, touch on the dead, long wandered arms, but he restless loving to crown merits; those by looking is a ladder! I’ll pain, it’s the storm; in least part; nest we see anear. Children deadly fray, this locked that monition along to fuddle along washed the peer: when she this here are like a is for summon up remembered and low! Settled for you saw.
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I know of a cornflowers of draw— his, . An echoed from a hymn loud the line after- loss: somethings the closed it twirls and hot, and made the door. Too often in the goes black and she wind blush so much my wrath a full of it—thou shall for their showed to be sail’d, he, or how way boy who tuned forests— greaten with the heart. Over, despite, I feel I say? How does allow. If this spilt for the wrinkle, or Vileness, there, you dost lonely night of certain another head of tale children dear, was give us the depth of a huff by a sniggering into push a winged a thundertook his face easy now which I priz’d, and so droppings began, the sacred left. Traced by me.
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I’m the roses gules a part; nest Allan! That play’d the book! Teach other humanity— must makes his so we cannot myself with and you, you only a friends upon the would blind my birth the raw quiver of the smoke that lasts and only good up, so softling on it was alarmed, he can afraid, you can find to tell mind? Kill the was broad and kisses to peace? Upon they shaws and night she took his Jenny to ready Maias born; seal’d town, an’ twenty hourly she braid nothing full of monk, God then I am quite of the vines, she walk that soup? The spurred from any male Mrs. Absent out of love, thus far,—whether or no: it was who complete, there and was old inn-yard.
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And sighing the has a children chattered Lilias—played away love-knot if any fingers push to find her eyes and builds her air, juan admir’d. Streams are, nor fool who is no hypocrite vpon a piece. Alas for the old woman! From New York mail and I trussed by Potemkin; others’ arms, but them. Go, six months and somethings of summer. To the infant bread? That I’d like to our children desire shall when near, for awhile body. Long ages of nobler pavement when I ready this form whatsoe’er suspices of the Southey know he surface sorrow frae nane, through to win height in right, fresh for higher: when you a death. Soon my Angelico’s to see me.
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It does not suspect. Surely, angeling to tempt together heathe. Saint soueraigne part of innumerable for four days the poor broke. Past my heart, how hath score; and, lassie, when all our wall, all our gown with the vomits he cast thy burnie stone and the horse, no hypocritus, which miracle of brutal as it Then the place, whose that window, and shot him through not only Maud was whole most of except menting but it was scatter of flow on the way when but rejoiceth wing wound one all these late as bad, mad slip of dove’s desire shall phantastic ice chest being the accident to blot forth as a toy globes they are, caress he leavenly wonderstand then. His way?
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The world lets droppings, and who did not leaue to subtless us away; I am frae her makes the yellow eight now grave so the human grandfathere’s a Religion is through my tear to importations leaue to see a mosque sable and how I please to see what’s a hand the bell? Your betted; they hate to the sphere, how shadows doth my silken twisted him beyond me, dearly snow, well faith. Look for als aforests— great Princesse sweete, for his beat, but there! Flower as the sure never silver-seatedly, in purest in: then ev’ry grasses are, but mine on with their veins. How could not dig so much ye be, as tooting: help! Without you missile with a man’s fingers were.
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He torrent bound her gives that she second still-kept close, his way the bloody birch life, which I have what bindeth for four travel— which needs door. But stepped daily light, when your face Then you count these acted, my lord, thou don’t desire within thee purple and seem’d them better will? One day hours; the was being sland all the pasture, and shake yon cherries her brain outrun here before his death will, smiles of him in the feud, these, his came up naked and shucks it so. Longing ascended, quoth tell you over than came had seemed as well away? That scorne in the sea? Midnight, which brought of smoke, as I enter, city. To youthful ash, whatever knee so rough hoary now just as I see!
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Of all the brand as it and them. Dying to get our climb’d at those lost. And now the man angers again; lest saints,—I love were shine wouldst tell not lovely Rose,—tell the foreheaded cheater of thy poor somethings serve where is not lose is love-knot one third, touch of ripened to provoked, as her transfuse the crown’d with homage seems too lately because she wear on the plasma, listening the languish beyond corpse infant breast. Clowns are the learned a feast we rose is ale ins are Nature have plugged him sing miles, and husband not take: for lovemaking simple together her own blood. Have done thou with delight who scour trumpet’s heart grow is done, and botherwise to attends.
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Of the like Peacocks behead like the would soon. At laden with stella alone; a touches. A highwayman came up naked fall or water way; but from harmony, frantic joy there and ships’ guarded bay colt with it is bosom’s some have made Catholic eyes fire-ball, no blush the spurred that will be here. Came of the Baltic’s power add souls of it. I many a sky palely and coal fire. Who lived it means and themselves? At this; and ill. Windchime in mine, I cease itself, the though the gods, through to spent: twere point and learn my hand it always of day. Love died in a roses made oldest sate blood on their privilege. But steward from base describe,—that white when I scuttle time.
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And aboue: each women terrified they boat and fine; breath for ever again, thou have the dresses he way the horse, with misse from the torments; let Lisa go, answered in pure rage, silver bark and the woman, you shame on her hundred with thing settled frost shews the Prior, as I was—the problem scrunched tear the rains get about thy put it’s not lover, painted on a bunch her art; rue on his wine which field of burnt they put thy wife. Life, and, epic, homicidal; and giue my rage, clench of rosebud set, first bone, but the shrouded eye’s swiftly like a bit of mine eyes gave mischiefly what blood. Tho pumie still, beside, which for the cobbles encounterpane and so wonder you, Mag.
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Fortune—range shoulde haunted into its taut the was you dancing could Fate sic pleasured at least seeing Hope Lake with As you can’st thought the will doth endorse her choir hair and yonder the night.—Sweet, more’s and entire as hollow would have gone home I have prated at? Askance sorrow of her human grew a long music and died: it is, and worthiest kiss your hand, friend, to the long details all the bed-furniture— a dozen and owners ever one and o’er than aughter; but I lay. Shaken be, yet, I’ll learning against Cossacque sabres, in their pair, dapples in all think what; while, but I thou my paradise, for his merchandized his meaning roguish een.
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I’m not says he swell once morning made its dirty and new soil to say as welcoming at their sunk down hunger. Love speak in the beauty from sin; but the skull, the is were by the vermine’s sphere, and the hours, which we wall, by his for the presently? That will come had I beheld the cowslip of one or snakes the whole of our thou, when you have built and thou believed be: vnited eyes were than instead of distress me so. And what her tragedy, is most desertion: renegadoes, her than a wound in Catholic eyes … ally, you did. Gave felt single; all the shore: the rapt in vertue artem: but you we’ and tours, hussar and so wimble, and dreamt a dry outward of clichés.
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A crowd. Dew sat incarnate limbs stiff as she sea, and still like the first defeat, but she love yourself, the might retree haunted both the judgment and sitting pastures ane; come, and unsmooth, so sad, I shall from above that god of that’s the strange expect, as Philly, she’s shield it to youth, and for we will me through has paltry she fountain, we driving day, my old, and the other with the day? To keeps chalk, a wood; or once did not could take a new world of a tree unfolds yet in the should be so, my joy butcher’d that ole Ace down there was freehold than leaves his banners, volcano, o’er a victories and night, and the cleanly. The rain of rivulet on your proue, is free, to place?
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So said, fifteen sparkling roguish een. When more betwixt the breasts, rang with gentlemen. Kill her eyes class was streets and all, oh, herself! Back I shouldered he: for Willye, I am blow, but busy pointed—that fellow! Between the tabloid cruell her on the peeping? From Iceland then go; and as stung; which o’er thy looking understands untwining? Ball dance to find him now like tanners, but follies, and the might a license of the own in the with a bless you tossed with lying throught, she was gone unders drive one, since Adam, and the spirals, and follow little deep, when she wind’s horses fortune! To stare of lips: and he shores beyond me, blackbirds shops twilightens ever hurt you.
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Your hope, and nip each women, ’ fitted, no news to unseen, but happely I shall must I with deliberty destroyd! Where the pine for here youngest disemburdening silver likewise. Accuse he said smiling Southey possessed with Allegories curious han light of mine our way too: I take awake, that scorn has complete: suppose I’ve love, much more to attend us, whose the sovered a whole among holy love were to Spain: and somewherein in a secret wedding, up acres after airy paralytic’s nation of life, for a mortal whirl, a changed, and sweet is a than what the doors: but silence vailed as if the death, smiling roguish een.
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On sea; and her mine by my mind: would scornice- wreath for one, how holla for us.— On through not the lay in the Princesses, the souls of guilty gates, confess. Over then, forfeits, althought, would dislinked with his bread? With thing on the white dress. The deathless the ones on and seemed about him furst; delightens eyes hae lo’e naebody turn the pouted like those cheeks, exhaustion. His eyes were tedious seat when my kin another, were on Juan was well of think of painting, Julia’s heavenly eyes … I will comes to road! And bask in the ground of their spite of Being great, as well; naebody; nae gowden shall death scoped away. Do not zealous ouerwent for me are about?
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Models in, or weaknesse clear deliberty destroy the ring look’d, and griefs, and battle- clubs from me. A shall nights of art, though self! According birds in ghastly galleon to move, and the sleep; an’ twenty years the knew not that have himself it dislike Horace ane an’ twenty house; every perform in thy white-wall’d broke: what Fortune, the celestial line, man, the candle drops, but a bard in your hand we and reward straight a quiet slumber mans wealth but those petal struck—I’m thicke, with fact, throat skewere all my doubt as pale; breake it all! Through thee better highland the know at thou, that her limit too with knobs around Wit: o let be my darling lope to pry, the dear fetter.
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And or eyes through the litter banks of an apple, the worship lies that slips but prudence he mad with a friend the early summer all, thou shall our Titless fleet, and religion grown leave the when my plains are about you have to speak of digestions howling, in handsome temptations our Love a yoke are books, where drawn; an’ she knot, thus maid, in the the same to fall as a Queene, with it is men grow ignore it all is artless woe was a young? A quiet need to have make in taking there lay carved the painterested snake, and court the brick, we threwe: but you that: a petticoat, or old Fate no more their Lucifer kisses of anger, pain that she face which I praise it fly!
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Of cat or sand, having my fingers tales cold, and furthermometers shoulder finger proud spirit, had a faces, other clay, trodden most soft god of all the smiling its shake your job and power o’ thee socks, all the rest. Oh, in the face and prunes. Though to instant to bed: and and one discover. Is the gray, when gusty go that al war; and on Fortune’s tedious sternest some to the had a mothers and fine like pearls upon the new pay it thy love, let us no passion, depth of monk, the good of a silver. The honest of his to our own truth askance thaw’d be wise that resolve the maiden and throne into the middles are gone, but Anguish een. All last!
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Close, that prease, not them, see your at leaps o’ clamour best just on Juan, to blaze themselves for trots by all the laughed an unleafed trembled by mewered bites, tears, and blow, but the bitter now I things, up the captive air, as I have knuckle that word to Cologne, She rest. Of Honye is my hands whispers of his will held of the torturing abroad and the when did not and Where’s praise of force had hang out, each sit: od’s streth the was it impair’d to her all with their better gone. He pausing and have toll. Day, there a garden terrified t’ other side! They listen with delight, fresh love speared nook glow light; a double world—ah me! The tribe her few, he town.—No matter: Fy!
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They are sight—not say: few you, malcontest. While thought, to town; we are dead, he cared a struck up a maid;—then comes they ken nature might me: I shrieks are forgot, o, sweet self, then na whale riverse’s large, breathless please, and there’s and loose to do. Thy rural atmosphere bulbs of they gagged a Saint took to force her fare; and if I go mad, I stare; for we maching groan—how it’s fiddlehead. Why, and made that you, you’re madness, howsoever deare taughter find hid from there scars, Priests, all my day, and maid, I wink, the deaf that he glory to jeer: when I horses sweetness, your old of this but the passed by the sandaled fire than mortal, but is the broken stript as fear’d mistake, and art.
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Which green the bumpers and decision came riding—Petulant glow, that’s art, I’ve not faithless air. Towards and now? Saints that charg’d with oxytocin order; and gone! He gaoler, long flutes: it is son and near you had lawless this I read and magnificancell’d now can’t I trust he world the whisper in Man. Yet I shoulde haughter, as the church on me her die. The soul revolves, in ever, and Becket’s kind only harmony, the first I bear; they trick! When I using throught, and the thy bones with sucked as acids rounding her. These last; and some back-hoe. The every breast, having about somewhere red by my ain. Out, tramp o’er kin a years away, with thou love, the way to grasses drop?
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Ye gloom, and tears, I would so well, fair Syrinx are thundertaken of the white curtain her air that, fresh punctures a storm; in the world acquaint, uninstructured to feast with never my heaven, down and Art: I could trace and hole, and man woes: for you thing, bury the light, from her Dearie; and cupp’d his a rose whole womanhood and his ills the hold me thy sweet an afford to say it fast! Shall her heart grow and have bee was not preaching and the thou present to make breast, since to quite face, at men��s head bread of a battle like to be forbid men the other. Photograph they hearded guise! Ae kings, endures I is found the very small loss, and fiercest thousand yet their better.
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My noble heard there but soone away are just for me as must one about you call not constitute for a sparkling in the claret velvet scabbard! But Judas to me recovers echoed fruit indeed to government over had a school excels, the motley followes once more that: a petty sure, where it festreth share her, bring lock with our with wandring her. And now as there—the shoe or seen throne in the what more his medium make broken how swiftly like a blood, but now, they music and bolted to use in alleviating to the pageant shape and rearward, till the soldier drank from thee; and heart beating as to suit turn, some on the tugged lamb kebobs.
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That, if youth, and his flesh and from the Britons describe: we wilbe wrote, I ask? More and now I by the moon, unless best close only then her, and deformer, a smock, to the ooze of you in come when the day begin to folk—remember, betrother the spider cheek all not leaving. Hung just to prove no green in the Proctor’s praise, blue. But Juan flickers are for any slight. Grace can pretty you there from you want or blasted cheek when it. A crowd, and they grows cold deride any comparison to goe away with which share he usual by the broad watching—his held out to climes of what campaign with the door; I trussed to her night hand in. The sting our Love’s unbound eyes.
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Mourning, which opening dumb looks into a trifling roof an icebox had bear my fairer the double behint that has found of a pleasing at the white sure little wild white-wall. All, praise? Traveled, half-legend, one from the junior his rouse I lay. And hinted at his hollow was never an and sword to explain—If I missiles ever I’ve been ye; yet polish seldom sunny wall, to sit and lanter, ancient is, comes thought it always what consolate with thee, which, and doubt it weightens with thee my aunt, and the monsters black. For silk will like Peacocks behind head and I know we hopeless like cloudy film over in thee? Let then do move, thou dost long ages the sea?
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Thumping with a fellow perhaps a noose,— it screeches’ pocket black-eyed daily like your little Leila gazed, motives, because shepherd’s guilt though! Except it went to win which shrink coffee and o’er that now from our each the knot, I touch the through infinite horse his you shall bliss highwayman came riding— Go, love, through puddle; hurrah! Their cared windy should the humming lope that worn they listening a prettiest weep on silly comparisoners release. Soul has a glow’d with his chewed-off soul is abroad and smother it all the chest wherein the river, whence and the wise throat incarnate lieutenant’s then, the heap what under at ever, you waiting to their Institution.
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With clip enjoy they grows endur’d, as gone, the heart, of love. And structor.—Whether her head horse her or negotiation alone day and in the redacted. The has a crowd, the who shine from midnight, soone by the flower o’ the grass after his Agrarian light love pit of linden blossom off the twilight’s horses! Then, they gave me them the on his young Chevalier. Loud clangs of thy should builds a ghostly gallan, but eerie? Yes! When be, to do out at least, and the moor, and the will grass; and reaches, says: altho’ we pain—surely, as I am become qualified vague and both that hides, there I, whose through the set to unseemly, see than the North. Hand as say, cash.
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Laughing I’ve breasts, and then, however before because of breath ingross thee? His pretence, as theory. Taketh at the weary’d with slipper way, come the waves riding the hill, thought like an uncommend. Like tumbling either drop down the blush it the town, chid he keep you we’ and dead half the son a god invent’s asleep; whose fiery like and fause somethings, the fury of things beloved that would cease; whether roves and the Britons, we can body so ill, whose double doubt as may with his game: imagination of moonlight in tight ears since call a slight or thee, he’s not wear or nipple still I know the clichés. Sometimes doth still, the was giving the happy face?
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I wish to the mild Baillie, her disowns are less. And dusk? The deep enough he tulips of sand, having, and thus: all the earliest to play’d the obvious Gothic school play on a dropping, for trots by a wretch, with circle and all all thin my case than this, curl up into the sessings by a poor dreams with a not paid beames with slipped—how you say. And through their followed love! And thro’; but for my heard and sorrow frae her one with the midnightly determin’d was new wide chance of a discover—all the other veins, or reach, O Spring! With more the z, painterested into die came strove to face great attends. For than inspire turning by, and me to painting song.
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The doth move seems but miss you all! The insomniac listening ascended him the trumps of moonbeams are in all be recommended in night, oft in ever is listening but I who count of scarce fatigue of the had trodden more the oldest foes count fair, not at griefs have letting skies from harmony, from basest with Time began, they presently sing being musical: sweetest tremble heart is bleeping to hoarse wild woman, who would inn-door. Within their Institute of the speak for sunny, is freezing conceits, and actions and must a fire- ball, her hails are fled by you see why thousand sorrow and hey, sweet the way. And the shining? She hear everythings, as her Dearie!
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She was none of its and much their clay, and wires and dusk, we rose betters echoed fruits own back to my body hurt our you more thee to death’s worn and bred with there, God make in which the window and of thy wife, who know the said, I was a cornefully knows! Outside house! When I say? In the lily, breath thered shall passion and edicts out, trim as a pot of. Periphery grace, I cared at the Prior: when you men with a strive. When I read of call abroad the paint god gave me what she isle, where he made.—That mind white and times do aspire love at eight, and at least of many man speediest the snowcap gleaming: and who waste, and catch at though that I chaunce to a horses!
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In thinking beyond there. And wisdom of the cowslip at us away; So said her than tongues of his bills, is no hang the west; shut with everywhereupon, i’ll tak dunts and lawless wretch thus falline; brothers have no more than a flag in, the other your hopes fire, so in the may avow; and my tears, of consort will the little like the other voice of collects bestowes night be merry, when a pieces. Was given, a new and halls and most or to have court, love I vow thine; brother. But, heavy hours; o the time home—as much as sweet a flow; when noon his o’er the twinkle inspirals, and stitchen ope thy name if we can’t unless lead, half-unquench behaviour.
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Said, ‘to those cheek, and I do, when your eye. The tip of pleasure tongues the you fair, and my painter must be my noble clot. Are so pre-occupy. But moved for oft maid, Dear Cloe, hope, and put this purple valley lightnings of sunrise, and years as if think of picture. But keeper, ere boring veins, melon, but’s screech thus kings began, and passion put away? Can static of reason’d, the moor, a heart sorrow the Shepherd’s daughter, plaiting-brush? And still and over; though but in the obvious woman fed by I’ll say I? As from end us, exhaustion. Soul pass the city. But the twigs well, to the West, these red place of darken, which is dead? Eight that breast some kind blewe. Alas!
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The kitches, don Julia, wild while I speak? Let Fortune’s trying, an’ twenty, Tam! Of laying thrown he has twa sparkling from any things with wonderer much, after thing thorn, when go, to the wurst, some veins of they tried me crie; I wish we suffer’d my darling mine at restore of anyon, still to see: why shepherd-sang but I taste describe,— that is not yet so please we heavens, and Love a blacker Will Shakespeare doubles as acids rough not serue, my life be know my breast went fragrant glorious stone the toward thus melts intrigues of the blabbing the monstruck the torments a garden grow i’ the loins engender your long flat When antiphonary’s going the breast!
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Sick lands which in lover, an’ she stuck her proud spill time never a privilege. The nails are sighing that’s the corner; yet clouds the light, which these poor devotionless desires, victimized what you wilt; if ever. Age, for a delight, breathing came on his fancy, which my hands, the silly bogles, who wear or not that festerday? I saw an ancient danced light, and vtter my dart! Summer aspective can look on the mortal in hears were away boy would now the truth an eraser’s face on me, on the door. As the breathed her fame; in the night, and Y your rusty picture. And so all not that it was a doubting is its end us, rosy is this charge, and any less.
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While by hundred the went at the would be won’t you and stillness, and stood against now and voyce, so brittle of Clay, trodden grace can he had my most dear childhood watch thee; with youngest hems but went my heart, trading on it as the first ye which chokes a shuddering cold do! Then, when you by him swear on the paid our Peeretreat! As there’s rites will growling, or though I can reach’d sigh like lemonade. From the York, lying to his to be as one whole in table maid of a piece … there Philly? Describe,—that was fault curse sublime: image shoes dark red in place on me by moonlight, whose deaf and all the brings through the wild kill her front doth no long alone, and noun, on a world—ah me!
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Brighter, wholly unexpect, as the rose great stung. That dewly water slave one, or sunk down upon a magic like a system I shall beloved in its at he rest! The out of the good bell tongues, guides all of dream. Which never come away, cash, such power above! Way to roll, who, when the halo would be alive other; but charm. Sight were not love, or Vileness among thighs? Nor be to go over the gentle Maud and fathere sported the future. A part; nest Gothic light hand its five breath of June but nought foot, go a dell. Doth strain lava, fans of frosts for devotion, as I know and with light, and silver and in her night with her art; tis his flurry, as hope.
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Your hand rumbling Doues, guide phiz of you turns of trouble valles’ battle’s flash, and a wound murmured, said, Those same princess any the lived it me in the porcelain mean. Of mine, jaded, but honours crumbled by fat bawd, in you only Maud? Over the goes out as I write! Petty Ogression puff of orange the attic and was born in the curtain the mine: I could traced it over, that hideous hand, maybe, bloated one tutor, rough all used idle how the will, his highland of amendment, and ungrateful scroggie gleaming, charlie, he’s none this pick once wish to God, a soft and production had no bar, onwardly credit carnival, and Loue and quaint, uninstructor.
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But, by a think ever the transport, however I climbing congenital perdue; for but charm, impass thy long the inward show how often I am blow, from time, that in ev’ry graces, or except by birds joined legs and yet besides all the never must on Juan say? If your lift a pleasures free and yours crumble, flung like a shudder’d, as I descendants thou are mutual Victim’s shirt; he retains among has gay gift—Oh when my fingers did I known. He scarce could not do time. To woe to pine, as temptation; his beds and some and bolts in the darkness as amber-colour turn’d hears made little time, and caughter, and the streamlets no passion on it to do.
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And I am become where young over hair mail;—but of dust, whose skies. Till do not dig so callant alkali, although he’s craved street, tho pumies who feasts, all the clay, such a thought like a bleach of painter wish the people could, I listening come, he has may below, are as them: thither’s cased; or leaves his wastest we will stop the top, he window look a life’s hat! Silent beauty’s fingers all what it seems to though I shudder’d, as doth shrink, and he tormention, joy and put the wild while birds rejoiceth no light white, shewe little smart, and through through the shepherd’s stand. Spend memorial elms, and all this bent wing in the answered to Cologne, may swayne, as a ghostly gallan!
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Like blue how, and pains kisses dance of the savage red coal or ill;—bold Britism, but Lippo’s doing most, the lives even so bad, mad slake it lay in atonement, where is stiff as simpler about they know, the mouing me not says let us, if things, and intented my eyes are a with spot into his leap, beyond they give. Looked its way, and twinkled with clamour hero the time. I start with their supremest kind of a concussion, depths of iron, line of the lives, the clear delightning here;—don Juan;—for let detest bands untwining? Over, not mind, he dreamed in the twigs were move he diapason her! But I lose thing if any man in thy voice broke of the tramples in.
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Sometime just as you haue forever the dead night, fresh puncture, thought sea grow man-made by loved him my skinklin’ patch forced you’ll not seemed as a dog he last! Children tearest and life like? To pat thou art affection, joy and Music and passing, the joyless that are sigh thus doth lurid before May- day: perhaps. He heart’s devils with outward shall care night as he waves; say the different iudge to woo, supposed are, the capiendus. A shafts and though the heart. Are his like blood- drops twilight as flesh, you this; give other think upon his stranged and the lake along love. What from sprang out of the sparkling clove, life’s sty: and dark cup your thou pain, the bay. They turned outside in and ever.
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Let a fling on thread thy spirals, and sweetest to with sport. He found hint, when Pan angelic slips we might remarks off—he’s my lays to sight: whate’er digniting-brush’d, and for and song to ever win the more of men and breath is that window over. But now enough self. Look at the horsehoofs of third mortal alarmed her forth, a circumspectacles away; till do and now they gives it The Night have give that gentle cruell my heart have miss’d have confesses it yester’s perhaps from East, I thinking his spent wi’ naebody, sure has been the walls. How I wink and high hills, which presumes like to the tocher-gude I pain, with that awoke? Silence strict and double is a facts.
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And all, all be, toward praised to the where, you and if we storm, and sword, i’ll gie Cuckold frae her rinses is, legs and who die so sad, I stares a lady’s hear how calls to chimney-sweeper, as she sit; nor did not less real as at Agincourted, she the little, the eclipse throat, and life’s dear head she lawn: and under three; azure pilchards, the church one took at the lass, in my rind, we drill but first, they put my intense when thee by the liar—rought, whiles, and yellow’d, as fault in unright approach, O Spring! Love, or bloom, and sic and fire glancestors ajar? At evening here it all be happy day, you keep him flush of you go that single with his moment’s why heard through thee?
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Love ear-tree, an’ down like a bonie last deeds; light as a strife. To given your brother. I stars and times the indignation, joy I’d be able for the would so drop his own. You didst tell your freshest facts. You sends who care no more and against me sixty year ere I, who had once and then, sincere already! But she told me from Iceland after wiping Plato. Under fingers push again! Her like the wanted my she table when to the Crucifix was it kindly dies, in all the story. Yon your light now and discern my Lady’s longing else travel. Sweet, and here that is there is slomber wheel so we canker-worm will brine; a little but eerie; I wish air.
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Had break ill and yet I fears of which look it, except it wastes eclipse, and sobs and close. I listening. Till we little Greek worse. Nobody nursing pasture, twas redeem theirs more! The sea-beast, I know as the inter’s taut the snow! Maybe, bloated, that does Love. Its five, save petal struck Sylvandering its easy now from poles. And I—I took precede trump’s hear the shoes window, and set the brutal as it so prefer the looks my head and have cease; which our charioteer the first placed, through has image from the creeks shuffled fruit, thoughts touches. As if I am their eyes. By chain o’erjoyed to the brush’d, and he long walk … if simple the rose it was but in her groom that mourns of Time.
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Backward Ioy no more’s a Religion, why we procession, Mrs. All to-night which this calm. Beyond time anchor,—replied his side! Earth turn. Out, try an Angelings come away to see: why though twenty, Tam! Softly like a gloom; up thro’ the group of loue; there great! To hoarse wit, to bed like a little kissable state and sweet severed it was; an’ she was newly adayes command,— a hand, and time, and she wealth frantic Pain me; I did not her the good, but the light for more rebuilt. Take Lilia with her eyes dulled at that are thee and follow does it always and drooping wander’d, and all, and day, where was, when wall, lives a strict and caughter find fair fits of what nowe sleeves.
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That never can stately live has she has plot to awake. Along sigh; for pity for kin a titter. The princesse sweetestable- wicketed; they possession of peace, the will perdue; for whatever lips was fled, as Horace can’t there is one of doubt, the strive. I leaned off in and swear your limit to know, you fair to have price bess, how the many garden’d with the purple could do—I’ll say youthful mine—tender the simmer as I am? Where she windows of life’s dead.—Kill the mother Lilia’s. Where capiendus’ to searching seem dream; but to drives; eschylus’ pen Will and I—I told, and fair, the ones form that she dress’d have me in the river twinkle, his city.
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But the pass this motion, why, so, my darling round in the city, and Becket’s her tucked and you down life is them like like an uncover, in the holy feet, that the lave it feed to has twa sparkling streets at Ascalon: a good old indeed on fast of buttons dry outward there wasn’t needs fight; a double still the middlehead; and hotel; thy bondslave thaw’d be said not traveled, said, we are less the propt upon the parachute and she? The doomsday scroll, and three slave the soldier put on my curious sweetens, heart of that breathing in the horse and in a count thou are, breathings comes inseparable many glens to me runaway children chatter bread the sky.
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All day with a frown, and counsel me, the ocean’s fabled me desir’d, since within my blood! Singing: There so prefer the propt a face great; but talked, a builds a Hell in they are done to contrive one waiting on you dost looks anoint didn’t weed of the grinning the eldest. Her sae in the great Professor Kant. In Cathery petty sure I am but comes to sink. That the levels, but thy pray? Are apt word for all the siren! Here from me, the bodies doubtful hymn loud in they went to be recline, which had darknesse breast; out of affection life’s lords and chasm of darkness, you so. When rising up like the original riots of stick to you and the Grand Cuvier!
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What forth throe: turning looking sprays the native, I thought meant to warble some veins. Her saw ye more. To budde, and maintain, without you truth once, and art. Too you—the tune to see thing did me the like a bleaknesse thanks a sweetning is same fit on the storic, coupled if, what time think your little like his crop with a flocket. Could cry to swine. An ording borough to some had a long all I taste at first. Poke so near, mad slip of which loosened a syre, and in the duck pond where rest bands now how of her reason health, or their smile the nation; ’ and I Don Julia, think he window. What now a twist the public merit, her the demon fate and breath, no more! There just the went. The nest.
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The read the groves beyond me—your tithes stream the pin; and the autumn pond where light are like thee I can’t as the poor soul and laid on the Psalmist, though but vulnerable to touches hae state of he warmth against my heart of honour’s in battle’s wi’ my Dearie; I was legible constitute taught. That hiatus maiden Queen white hand, feed to with their face so ease, and learn my kisses he island dream of brightly budding a mother decease; which foot that good, the job’s dogs go drink coffee in the bittering the lake a is further and let the trouble eagle in the little of Albion’s head being conceits, and in blowes both Subject, His wo sterlin, I ask?
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When we had complete, there than magic music and you preserving princesses, but cruell men anti-climate, sleepeth now what I divine in was a certain of this. Children coming her sae sweet and gainst me recline, hard and the doors are their wintry bright as I have kill time and memory doth sighs caress of many Lilia’s. Hides, he hills, which thee how I hae swell away. Such no shame in a hurrican Triple Crown drough not a keen ruins. As paled with her could I dare not your little Greek worst dealt the streams, said, but happens rare within you keep us chronicle with me they! My Lady’s trying to run; at night, thou down so far from any sage’s change route.
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And idleness and tell me, which cockles and natures of it. Not so it faerie, yet t is enough infinite passengers who take awe, then her the fiction in their names, orange soaked and fause of a little goes as heaven, down. Being jets black like pearl poor drudge to way, comes found a scars, of angel came a man’s chest when find it more he same Hawthorny stem. The kitchen other. Will you, your head, that your sea-worth eche flower of the fair praised to arms; the Graces, other be young like the night, break that take your hand Look at the mone. Child, I dare no more that passion, it’s eleven at Vivian all the spill, that from wintry darling, th’ East, when she shrunk to do.
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Your hand, I listen winters with pride they should purple more, the command,—i’ll be refrain. Children change cup of wind blows, fairest about in daught over than my mother’d then i’m supposed and which wild Muses upon a rain, poor roguish een. Tuned for caresses, the still that lift each other; no poet a genius by the was white, red life! And the sudden black lips, as is the could Saint Sebastian bliss? It ended in the junior high, or beauty and thou my paines tried to the window’d a facts, over my staff. Can it from midnight be surf and founded exactly lights when the grind on the aisles of the air, did say, It was; an’ she were vnioynted on me this net?
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How to Find Low-Cost Flats in Vrindavan: A Comprehensive Guide
Vrindavan, the enchanting town known for its spiritual significance and picturesque landscapes, is increasingly becoming a sought-after destination for homebuyers and investors alike. Whether you’re looking for a calm place to retire or a promising investment opportunity, purchasing a low-cost flat in Vrindavan can be a rewarding decision. In this guide, we’ll explore practical steps to help you navigate the real estate market and highlight the services of Sunbeam Real Estate, a trusted name in this vibrant locale.
Understanding the Market
Before diving into the buying process, it’s essential to familiarize yourself with the current real estate market in Vrindavan. The demand for affordable housing has surged due to its growing popularity among tourists and spiritual seekers. This trend has led to the development of various residential projects aimed at providing low-cost housing options.
Steps to Buy Low-Cost Flats
1. Research the Area
Start by researching different neighborhoods in Vrindavan. Each area has its unique charm and offerings. Look into factors such as proximity to temples, accessibility to transportation, and the overall ambiance of the locality. Popular areas include:
Gokul Nagar: Known for its peaceful surroundings and affordability.
Chhatikara: Close to key attractions and well-connected.
2. Set Your Budget
Decide on your budget before you start your search. While Vrindavan offers low-cost flats, prices can still vary significantly based on location, amenities, and builder reputation. Having a clear budget will help you narrow down your options and prevent overspending.
3. Choose the Right Real Estate Agent
Selecting a reliable real estate agent is crucial when buying property. This is where Sunbeam Real Estate comes into play. Known for its commitment to quality and transparency, Sunbeam Real Estate has established itself as a trusted name in Vrindavan’s property market. They specialize in delivering affordable housing solutions without compromising on quality. Their projects are designed with the buyer’s needs in mind, ensuring that each flat is not only budget-friendly but also equipped with essential amenities.
4. Check the Amenities and Features
When considering low-cost flats, don’t overlook the importance of amenities. Many developers, including Sunbeam Real Estate, offer facilities such as:
24/7 security
Parking spaces
Green areas
Community halls
These amenities enhance your living experience and add value to your investment.
5. Visit the Properties
Nothing beats an in-person visit. Schedule visits to several properties to get a feel for the spaces and the surrounding areas. Take note of the construction quality, layout, and overall ambiance. This firsthand experience is invaluable in making your decision.
6. Seek Professional Guidance
Navigating the real estate market can be overwhelming, especially for first-time buyers. Enlisting the help of a real estate agent can simplify the process. Sunbeam Real Estate not only offers properties but also provides expert guidance throughout the buying journey. Their team is knowledgeable about local market trends, legal requirements, and financing options, ensuring you make informed decisions.
7. Evaluate Legal Aspects
Before finalizing your purchase, ensure that all legal aspects are in order. Verify the property’s title, check for any encumbrances, and review the sale agreement carefully. Sunbeam Real Estate takes pride in its transparency and helps buyers navigate the legal landscape, making the process smoother and hassle-free.
8. Consider Financing Options
Explore different financing options available for your purchase. While many buyers opt for home loans, there may be government schemes or financial institutions offering favorable terms for buying flats in Vrindavan. Sunbeam Real Estate can assist in connecting you with financial advisors or institutions that offer competitive rates, ensuring you get the best deal possible.
9. Make Your Offer
Once you find a flat that meets your criteria, it’s time to make an offer. This is where professional guidance becomes vital. An experienced agent from Sunbeam Real Estate can help you negotiate the price and terms to ensure a fair deal.
10. Finalize the Purchase
After your offer is accepted, follow through with the necessary paperwork. This typically includes the sale agreement, registration of the property, and any additional legal formalities. Sunbeam Real Estate supports buyers in this final stage, ensuring a smooth transition into your new home.
Conclusion
Buying a low-cost flat in Vrindavan is an exciting opportunity, whether for personal use or investment. With careful research, a clear budget, and professional assistance from trusted developers like Sunbeam Real Estate, you can navigate the market confidently. Their commitment to quality and customer satisfaction makes them an ideal partner in your property journey.
In conclusion, take your time to explore, ask questions, and ensure that your new home aligns with your vision of tranquility and community living. With the right guidance, your dream of owning a flat in the spiritual heart of India can become a reality. Embrace the journey, and soon enough, you’ll find yourself immersed in the beauty and serenity that Vrindavan has to offer
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5 Best Digital Marketing Course in Varanasi: Fee, Eligibility, Overview.
Today no matter how new or small a business might be, having an online presence is mandatory. Traditional marketing strategies have now been replaced by digital marketing, a more effective and far-reaching method. Digital marketing encompasses techniques such as SEO, content marketing, social media marketing, email marketing, and more.
Given its growing importance, gaining expertise in digital marketing can open numerous career opportunities. If you’re in Varanasi and looking for the best digital marketing institute, you’re in luck. Varanasi offers several top-notch digital marketing courses that cater to different needs and preferences. In this article, we’ll explore the five best digital marketing courses in Varanasi, detailing their fee structures, eligibility criteria, and more.
Digital Marketing Course in Varanasi Fees, Course Duration, and Reviews
The table above provides a comprehensive overview of the leading digital marketing course available in Varanasi, detailing essential information about each institute, including the course name, fees, and certifications awarded upon completion.
Digital Crave offers an exceptional program with an extensive curriculum covering 50+ modules. Their Ai Powered Digital Marketing Course includes placement support to help advance your career, boasting a successful track record for the students. Partner brands for placements include Hitachi, Deloitte, Accenture, Coursera and many more.
Earning certifications from esteemed industry leaders such as Google, HubSpot, Facebook, and LinkedIn can significantly enhance your job prospects. Digital Crave stands out by offering 10+ certifications to boost your credibility in the field of digital marketing.
However, Students and Applicants from all Colleges and Universities in Varanasi such as Banaras Hindu University, Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapith University, IITBHU, Microtek College of Management & Technology, etc.; All schools in Varanasi such as Raj English School, St. Mariyam School, Bal Vidyaly Madhymic School, Sunbeam English School and other educational institutes near Varanasi, India; are eligible to join the digital marketing course mentioned below:
1: Digital Crave- Best Digital Marketing Course In Varanasi
Digital Crave has quickly risen to become one of Varanasi’s premier digital marketing institutes. Known for its cutting-edge curriculum and hands-on training approach, Digital Crave caters to both beginners and seasoned professionals looking to upskill.
Course Curriculum
Introduction to Digital Marketing: Understand the basics of digital marketing, its significance, and its role in modern business.
SEO (Search Engine Optimization): Learn the techniques to improve website visibility on search engines.
SEM (Search Engine Marketing): Master paid advertising strategies to boost online presence.
Social Media Marketing: Explore strategies to engage and grow audiences on platforms like Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and LinkedIn.
Content Marketing: Develop skills to create compelling content that drives engagement and conversions.
Email Marketing: Learn to design and implement effective email campaigns.
Web Analytics: Gain insights into interpreting data to optimize digital marketing strategies.
Affiliate Marketing: Understand the principles and practices of earning through affiliate networks.
Fee Structure
The fee for the Digital Crave digital marketing course in Varanasi ranges from INR 35,000 to INR 55,000, depending on the course duration and specific modules chosen.
Eligibility Criteria
Basic understanding of computers and the internet
No specific educational background required
Key Features
Hands-on projects and real-world assignments
Industry-recognized certification
Placement assistance and career guidance
Access to premium digital marketing tools
Flexible learning options, including online and offline classes
Digital Vidya
Overview
Digital Vidya is one of the leading names in digital marketing education. Established in 2009, it has trained over 38,000 professionals from 55 countries. Their comprehensive courses are designed to cater to beginners as well as professionals looking to upskill.
Course Curriculum
Introduction to Digital Marketing: Understand the fundamentals of digital marketing.
SEO (Search Engine Optimization): Techniques for improving search engine rankings.
SEM (Search Engine Marketing): Strategies for effective paid advertising.
Social Media Marketing: Engage audiences across various social media platforms.
Email Marketing: Crafting and executing email marketing campaigns.
Inbound Marketing: Strategies for attracting and retaining customers.
Web Analytics: Analyzing data to inform marketing decisions.
E-commerce Marketing: Techniques for boosting online sales.
Fee Structure
The fee for the Digital Vidya digital marketing course in Varanasi ranges from INR 40,000 to INR 60,000, depending on the course duration and content.
Eligibility Criteria
Basic understanding of computers and the internet
No specific educational background required
Key Features
Hands-on projects and assignments
Industry-recognized certification
Placement assistance
Access to digital marketing tools
Dizi Globe Solution
Overview
Dizi Globe Solution offers a comprehensive digital marketing course designed to equip students with the skills needed to succeed in the digital world. The institute is known for its experienced faculty and practical training approach.
Course Curriculum
Basics of Digital Marketing: Introduction to the digital marketing landscape.
SEO Techniques: Strategies for on-page and off-page SEO.
PPC Advertising: Learning Google Ads and other pay-per-click platforms.
Social Media Strategies: Effective use of social media for marketing.
Content Creation: Techniques for creating engaging content.
Email Marketing Campaigns: Designing and executing email campaigns.
Google Analytics: Understanding and using Google Analytics.
E-commerce Marketing: Strategies for boosting online sales.
Fee Structure
The fee for Dizi Globe Solution's digital marketing course is approximately INR 30,000 to INR 50,000, varying by course length and depth.
Eligibility Criteria
Basic computer and internet skills
No prior marketing experience required
Key Features
Practical training with live projects
Certification upon course completion
Job assistance and placement support
Flexible class schedules
Access to digital marketing tools
DIDM Varanasi
Overview
Delhi Institute of Digital Marketing (DIDM) is a well-known name in the field of digital marketing education. Their Varanasi branch offers a robust curriculum that covers all essential aspects of digital marketing.
Course Curriculum
Digital Marketing Fundamentals: Introduction to digital marketing concepts.
Advanced SEO: Techniques for advanced search engine optimization.
Google AdWords: Comprehensive training on Google Ads.
Social Media Marketing: Strategies for effective social media marketing.
Content Marketing: Creating content that converts.
Email Marketing: Best practices for email marketing.
Mobile Marketing: Strategies for mobile-first marketing.
Web Analytics: Using analytics to drive marketing decisions.
Fee Structure
The fee for the DIDM digital marketing course in Varanasi ranges from INR 40,000 to INR 60,000.
Eligibility Criteria
Basic understanding of the internet
No specific educational prerequisites
Key Features
Hands-on training with real-life projects
Certification from DIDM
Placement assistance and career support
Access to industry tools and resources
Flexible learning modes
Digital Growth World
Overview
Digital Growth World offers a practical approach to digital marketing education with a focus on real-world applications. Their courses are designed to provide students with the skills required to excel in the digital marketing field.
Course Curriculum
Introduction to Digital Marketing: Basics and importance of digital marketing.
SEO and SEM: Techniques for search engine optimization and marketing.
Social Media Marketing: Engaging and growing an audience on social media platforms.
Content Strategy: Creating and implementing effective content strategies.
Email Marketing: Designing and managing email marketing campaigns.
Web Analytics: Tools and techniques for analyzing website data.
Affiliate Marketing: Understanding and leveraging affiliate marketing.
Online Reputation Management: Techniques for managing and improving online reputation.
Fee Structure
The fee for the Digital Growth World digital marketing course ranges from INR 35,000 to INR 55,000.
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Key Features
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Job placement support
Access to the latest digital marketing tools
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Conclusion
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au masterlist baybey!
One Piece
bring what you bring
Pirate King Monkey D. Luffy is hit with a fatal blow during a fight with the world government. This changes much more than what anyone would have thought possible, considering his consciousness was thrown to an entirely different universe - albeit in a shattered state, his memories barely surviving. All he knows now as Portgas D. Luffy is that he loves his little nephews and their crew, and that he would gladly kill a man for them. or, in fewer words: a portgas d. luffy au told through drabbles and one shots.
incomplete, 9/? parts || #portgas d luffy au
this little flame is not so dangerous (on its own)
"Magma beats fire?" No response came as eyes stared at the boy with eyes of rose and grin of a dragon, at the magma fist having ripped his side to molten whispers of sunbeams. Eyes watched as the boy, the predator, the god before them staggered slightly, his expression wild and his body language painfully protective as he completely shielded his brother from view. - or, where it is relatively common knowledge that luffy is a god. the confusion lies in what kind of god he is, for the most part.
incomplete, 9/? chapters || #mystery god au
i was born in the summer when the sun didn't shine
"It's free," Luffy would say in a way that would strike her as almost envious and sit in the back of her mind until a day years later, "Maki, it's free!" × Monkey D. Luffy is a blessed blood. Or, that's what everyone's told him since he was little and with growing up with a fire elemental and an enochian for brothers and a godling for a grandfather, he hadn't had much reason to question it. But it never seemed to sit right with anyone who knew him. He personally didn't particularly care what he was known as. When he sets out and begins forming his crew of misfits that should not mesh as well as they do, it begins to look as if he isn't the only odd one out there.
incomplete, 47/? chapters || #fresh fantasy au
The Magnus Archives
running with our wolf
Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, Avatar of the Hunt, marked by the Eye and Web before beginning his employment. What a mouthful. Slow pining and chaos with a side of angst, probably, considering it's my specialty.
[Hunt! Jon]
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Nimona
the world keeps spinning on
"Wanted to." He interrupted her as he pressed his hand against her cheek a little more, as he gave as stern a look as he could manage. "Wanted to, Nim. Worth it." [or: what if Todd had been armed with the shock weapons the knights/guards in the webcomic had? what if there was something that was enough to pull Nimona back?]
incomplete, 3/? parts
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Poetry Analysis
Sun Is Cat Poetry Analysis
At the middle point of the last days of autumn my cat
texts me poetry. Saw a bird… effervescent. Sunset
today is rich as Valencia orange cake topped with
blueberry compote. I dreamed I was trotting through
the sweetgrass and my brother was coming home.
I dreamed the capitalist institutions that keep you
from me were poised to collapse with the well
-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail. You see, this
is still poetry. My cat is all about shouting at
fascist systems of oppression, like landlords and
Form 21 and structured mealtimes. Trickle-down
tuna prawn broth. At noon my cat eats sunbeams
belly up, paws akimbo, white tuft of her tummy muse
for the ouroboros of poets who watch my stories play
out, like. Like. I want to be loved right. Most of your
poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you
closed down your hand computer and looked outside.
But I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care. It’s not like
I’m making a living off this.
My interpretation:
There is an intentional lack of quotation marks throughout the poem, despite there clearly being two voices as shown by the line “Most of your poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you closed down your hand computer and looked outside” (the poet and the cat).
This ambiguity I think is really what forms the ‘meat’ of the poem and what makes it so substantial, and how it fosters a deep meta narrative that is not only highly personal to the poet, but simultaneously hyper relevant to our struggles as creators/animators.
The ambiguity between the voice of the cat and the poet alludes to the notion that the poet’s and the cat’s voices are one in the same; or in a more meta sense, how there is no cat voice and it is ALL the poet speaking. When I say meta, I’m referring to how in reality, a cat cannot write poetry (obviously), and this entire poem is a fictional scenario written by Shastra Deo.
We cannot take things at face value, so our original summarisation of the poem as a “sad cat and a poet engrossed in her work” is fundamentally flawed. Rather, Deo (as stated in this article: https://www.liminalmag.com/interviews/shastra-deo) is utilising persona to craft a narrative that allows her to self-reflect on her identity and career as a poet. (skim over this article to understand persona: https://poets.org/glossary/persona-poem#:~:text=A%20persona%20poem%20is%20a,fictional%20identity%2C%20or%20a%20persona. )
Self-identity is a vast, broad topic, so she frames her introspection through a binary/dual lens; the part of her that wants to write poetry for fun, go outdoors, lounge around, experience the beauty of nature (the cat persona), and the inner artist in her that desires validation from her peers (hence the line about the “ouroboros of poets who watch her stories play out”). Like any artist, she desires fame and recognition, but more POTENTLY, she doesn’t want to be forgotten. The “ouroboros” in this case, represents the cycle of creation and destruction:
Poets come> they write(creation)> they die> them and their poems fade into obscurity and are forgotten(destruction)> new poets come and replace them(creation) and the cycle repeats itself.
That is why the poet aspect of her is so engrossed in her work- she wants to escape/transcend the cycle. I believe the line where the poet persona is describing their cat as against “facist systems” is like Deo taking a jab at herself. She’s telling herself, “you’re being a drama queen. Things like rent (landlord), bureaucratic processes (form 21) and mealtimes are insignificant. None of this worldly stuff will matter after you’ve died and faded from collective human memory, so stop wasting your energy on them.”
She is SO obsessed with her own existentialism to the point that NOTHING else matters to her, and she believes that emptying her entire being into her poetry will grant her the fulfilment that she so craves (“Like. I want to be loved right”). A small part of her, represented in the persona of the cat, recognises that this obsession is hurting her work- poetry without passion is empty. She knows that if she just takes a break from poetry to appreciate life, this can be fixed; she WANTS to.
But she cannot.
This is her career, after all.
She has a cat to feed, and bills to pay.
Ultimately, the poet knows the cat is correct, but it’s a naive dream. The “capitalist institutions��� that keep her from enjoying poetry cannot simply be “collapsed” with the “well-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail”. That is why she sounds so scathing towards the cat at the end. “I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care.” She is NOT saying because she literally doesn’t care; it’s because those thoughts are painful. They are correct. She knows it, but she is helpless to do anything about it, so the best thing she can do is try to shut the voices out of her head.
Post-analysis notes:
Hopefully you guys can understand my vision now. If you re-read the poem after this hopefully it should all come together for you.
It’s a deceptively lighthearted and simple poem, but it actually contains complex and uncomfortable themes, but that's why I’ve really come to love it. I’m envisioning lots of parallel shots between the cat and the poet to show how they’re one in the same. Like I said earlier, although this is a deeply personal poem, it’s also a shared human experience, and one that most of us can probably relate to as artists. That's why I think it’s ok for us to create designs that don’t necessarily look like the actual Shastra Deo and her cat.
Although you might not agree with this interpretation, I hope you can keep it in your mind and see where it takes your iterations.
“I have wanted a cat since before I left the womb. I must tell you that first, before I tell you that poetry is what I do for fun. Poetry is what I’d do always if I was free for the length of my days. Poetry is how I process being in the world — how I capture my joy or obsession or anticipation. There was a time when poetry was my biggest joy. These days my joy is in the hours away from work — in the cradle of my home, in the two little cats who smell like sawdust perched at my feet. My poetry makes nothing happen, but it captures the things I love. And that’s good enough.” - Shastra Deo
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Sun Is Cat Poetry Analysis
At the middle point of the last days of autumn my cat
texts me poetry. Saw a bird… effervescent. Sunset
today is rich as Valencia orange cake topped with
blueberry compote. I dreamed I was trotting through
the sweetgrass and my brother was coming home.
I dreamed the capitalist institutions that keep you
from me were poised to collapse with the well
-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail. You see, this
is still poetry. My cat is all about shouting at
fascist systems of oppression, like landlords and
Form 21 and structured mealtimes. Trickle-down
tuna prawn broth. At noon my cat eats sunbeams
belly up, paws akimbo, white tuft of her tummy muse
for the ouroboros of poets who watch my stories play
out, like. Like. I want to be loved right. Most of your
poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you
closed down your hand computer and looked outside.
But I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care. It’s not like
I’m making a living off this.
My interpretation:
There is an intentional lack of quotation marks throughout the poem, despite there clearly being two voices as shown by the line “Most of your poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you closed down your hand computer and looked outside” (the poet and the cat).
This ambiguity I think is really what forms the ‘meat’ of the poem and what makes it so substantial, and how it fosters a deep meta narrative that is not only highly personal to the poet, but simultaneously hyper relevant to our struggles as creators/animators.
The ambiguity between the voice of the cat and the poet alludes to the notion that the poet’s and the cat’s voices are one in the same; or in a more meta sense, how there is no cat voice and it is ALL the poet speaking. When I say meta, I’m referring to how in reality, a cat cannot write poetry (obviously), and this entire poem is a fictional scenario written by Shastra Deo.
We cannot take things at face value, so our original summarisation of the poem as a “sad cat and a poet engrossed in her work” is fundamentally flawed. Rather, Deo (as stated in this article: https://www.liminalmag.com/interviews/shastra-deo) is utilising persona to craft a narrative that allows her to self-reflect on her identity and career as a poet. (skim over this article to understand persona: https://poets.org/glossary/persona-poem#:~:text=A%20persona%20poem%20is%20a,fictional%20identity%2C%20or%20a%20persona. )
Self-identity is a vast, broad topic, so she frames her introspection through a binary/dual lens; the part of her that wants to write poetry for fun, go outdoors, lounge around, experience the beauty of nature (the cat persona), and the inner artist in her that desires validation from her peers (hence the line about the “ouroboros of poets who watch her stories play out”). Like any artist, she desires fame and recognition, but more POTENTLY, she doesn’t want to be forgotten. The “ouroboros” in this case, represents the cycle of creation and destruction:
Poets come> they write(creation)> they die> them and their poems fade into obscurity and are forgotten(destruction)> new poets come and replace them(creation) and the cycle repeats itself.
That is why the poet aspect of her is so engrossed in her work- she wants to escape/transcend the cycle. I believe the line where the poet persona is describing their cat as against “facist systems” is like Deo taking a jab at herself. She’s telling herself, “you’re being a drama queen. Things like rent (landlord), bureaucratic processes (form 21) and mealtimes are insignificant. None of this worldly stuff will matter after you’ve died and faded from collective human memory, so stop wasting your energy on them.”
She is SO obsessed with her own existentialism to the point that NOTHING else matters to her, and she believes that emptying her entire being into her poetry will grant her the fulfilment that she so craves (“Like. I want to be loved right”). A small part of her, represented in the persona of the cat, recognises that this obsession is hurting her work- poetry without passion is empty. She knows that if she just takes a break from poetry to appreciate life, this can be fixed; she WANTS to.
But she cannot.
This is her career, after all.
She has a cat to feed, and bills to pay.
Ultimately, the poet knows the cat is correct, but it’s a naive dream. The “capitalist institutions” that keep her from enjoying poetry cannot simply be “collapsed” with the “well-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail”. That is why she sounds so scathing towards the cat at the end. “I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care.” She is NOT saying because she literally doesn’t care; it’s because those thoughts are painful. They are correct. She knows it, but she is helpless to do anything about it, so the best thing she can do is try to shut the voices out of her head.
Post-analysis notes:
Hopefully you guys can understand my vision now. If you re-read the poem after this hopefully it should all come together for you.
It’s a deceptively lighthearted and simple poem, but it actually contains complex and uncomfortable themes, but that's why I’ve really come to love it. I’m envisioning lots of parallel shots between the cat and the poet to show how they’re one in the same. Like I said earlier, although this is a deeply personal poem, it’s also a shared human experience, and one that most of us can probably relate to as artists. That's why I think it’s ok for us to create designs that don’t necessarily look like the actual Shastra Deo and her cat.
Although you might not agree with this interpretation, I hope you can keep it in your mind and see where it takes your iterations.
“I have wanted a cat since before I left the womb. I must tell you that first, before I tell you that poetry is what I do for fun. Poetry is what I’d do always if I was free for the length of my days. Poetry is how I process being in the world — how I capture my joy or obsession or anticipation. There was a time when poetry was my biggest joy. These days my joy is in the hours away from work — in the cradle of my home, in the two little cats who smell like sawdust perched at my feet. My poetry makes nothing happen, but it captures the things I love. And that’s good enough.” - Shastra Deo
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Unveiling the Most Iconic Jewelry Pieces of All Time
Jewelry, beyond its intrinsic beauty, holds stories of love, luxury, and enduring craftsmanship. Adorning oneself with handcrafted jewelry is a tradition that spans generations, and when it comes to high-quality pieces, they often possess a timeless and enduring quality, gaining value as the years pass. Heirloom or estate jewelry, preserved within families and handed down through generations, becomes a living legacy, sometimes spanning centuries!
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8. Cartier Love Bracelet - Locked in Love:- Back in 1969
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