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And still, I rise.
Set at 03:07 on November 20, 2024
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WHAT BEAUTYFORASHES IS DOING
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10:08 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was doing something Mysterious.
10:08 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in Journals.
10:08 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was writing in their Journal.
10:07 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:07 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:07 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:07 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:07 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:06 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:06 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:06 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:06 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:06 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:06 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:05 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:04 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:04 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
10:04 Dec 30 - BeautyForAshes was in the Vampire Database.
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Quote: "More evil gets done in the name of righteousness than any other way." - Glen Cook, Dreams of Steel
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The Phoenix Bird by
Hans Christian Andersen
(1850)
In the Garden of Paradise, beneath the Tree of Knowledge, bloomed a rose bush.
Here, in the first rose, a bird was born. His flight was like the flashing of light, his plumage was beauteous, and his song ravishing. But when Eve plucked the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, when she and Adam were driven from Paradise, there fell from the flaming sword of the cherub a spark into the nest of the bird, which blazed up forthwith. The bird perished in the flames; but from the red egg in the nest there fluttered aloft a new one— the one solitary Phoenix bird. The fable tells that he dwells in Arabia, and that every hundred years, he burns himself to death in his nest; but each time a new Phoenix, the only one in the world, rises up from the red egg.
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