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What? That's it? All I get is a smiley? Bad Birdy! And at Christmas, too... 
That's a big, wide smiley. What, you want me to criticize your sentence structure and point out the mistake in the song lyrics? It is Christmas!
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mmmmm, nice bit of build up
Well, since I had to get the song lyrics listening to the song over and over, I'm sure I got something wrong.
Not that kind of wrong...[ QUOTE ]
can you to hold me fast
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Fixed
*Snif* That was beautiful. *pinks away a tear* so romantic and tragic at the same time *snif*
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And if tomorrow never comes, I want you to know right now,
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Typo, I asume.
@ShadowGhost & @Ghostie
The Grav Mistress, Mistress of Gravity
If you have nothing useful to say, you have two choices: Say something useless or stay quiet.
A nice piece Wordy... But does Beverly know she's being two timed with someone called Bevery? 
@FloatingFatMan
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
I'm beginning to see a pattern here, guys... *Looks at Z, Wordy and Birdy.* When one of us starts writing, -all- of us start writing... *Glances at Z* Tag, you're it!
Gah! Stupid typos!!!!
"It's the last night on Earth, before the great divide,
My hands are shaking, time was, never on our side,
There's no such thing as a beautiful goodbye,
As an ordinary day, I've prayed for you a thousand times,
It's never enough, no matter how many times
I try to tell you this is love,
And if tomorrow never comes, I wat you to know right now,
That I'm gonna love you until the day I die,
And if tomorrow falls asleep, can you hold me fast,
I'm gonna love you like it's the last night on Earth."
-Delta Goodrem, Last Night on Earth
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The thick smell of straw and horses woke Richard. For a moment, he saw the sun stroking wooden beams over his head, and her golden curls lying across his chest, rising and falling with his breath.
Of course, it was not real. No more real than a fleeting memory. But one he had seen many times before, as tangible and vibrant as it had been, a hundred years ago. Another lifetime. He rose from the bed, finding his clothes in the dark with ease. As he buttoned his shirt, he glanced back to where Bevery lay, still sleeping, the fallen blanket exposing the pale skin of her back. Her hair, a vibrant red in this lifetime, tumbled over her shoulders. Richard leaned over to draw the blanket over her, tenderly drawing some loose strands away from her face before leaning in to kiss her cheek. The smell of her hair and perfume invaded his senses, and again he was back in the loft of her father's stable, locked in her embrace. She barely seventeen, he a young man of twenty five. Their inhibitions and doubts cast aside by whiskey and desire.
Only a few hours before, he'd told her he was going up against Riegan. An old enemy he had faced over and over again, in a myriad of incarnations. It sometimes seemed to be a karmic joke on the part of Destiny that Richard would meet so many enemies time and again, always on opposing sides. He'd warned her, that he might not come back after the Solstice. If he didn't, she was to get her mother and her sister, and get out of the city. Richard had lost to Riegan before, lost loved ones to him, watched them suffer...
Putting on his hat, Richard took one look back at the woman he loved, a woman he'd searched for in the lifetimes since they'd been husband and wife. "I'll be back, Bevery. If not, I'll find you again, next time around...I promise."