Mises à jour des statuts de la communauté
Serelir
With thee conversing I forget all time; All seasons, and their change, all please alike.
sept. 04 2015 10:13
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Serelir
Seed production in American elm may begin as early as age 15 but is seldom abundant before age 40. Trees as old as 300 years have been reported to bear seeds.
sept. 03 2015 08:15
Serelir
But when the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose
sept. 01 2015 01:33
Serelir
So there is no fear, but you guard my heart; there is no illness, save you are the cure.
août 28 2015 12:16
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Serelir
With the Beloved's water of life, no illness remains In the Beloved's rose garden of union, no thorn remains. They say there is a window from one heart to another How can there be a window where no wall remains?
août 28 2015 06:46 -
Serelir
That is so beautiful! *swoons gracefully*
août 31 2015 05:44 -
Serelir
*recovers* You amuse me with your touch although I can’t see your hands. You have kissed me with tenderness although I haven’t seen your lips
août 31 2015 05:46
Serelir
sometimes he may come into contact with his beloved and then dies either of joy or of sorrow, sometimes he heaves a sigh and loses consciousness for twenty-four hours, so that he is believed dead and is buried alive
août 25 2015 10:14
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Serelir
Blow northerne wynd! Send thou me my suetyng! Blow northerne wynd! blow, blow, blow!
août 26 2015 01:21 -
Serelir
I have seaven Ships upon the Sea, and are all laden to the brim; I am so inflamd with love to thee, I care not whether they sinke or swim.
août 27 2015 04:50
Serelir
What am I going to do without Off-topic? *cries at being relegated to discussing actual games* Hmmm, have to find a way to use ONLY words from BN games to allude to other topics. *takes notes from Cold War films*
août 24 2015 06:36
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Serelir
BN=BioNugpoop. My hand wasn't shaking in distress or anything.
août 24 2015 06:46 -
N7M
*rides a griffon as a Pegasus* Reave, by the Goddess, the hylozoistic commune.
août 24 2015 06:53 -
Serelir
*mind-melds the Lobby in farewell*
août 24 2015 07:31
Serelir
It was no dream; or say a dream it was, Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass Their pleasures in a long immortal dream.
août 22 2015 09:01
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Red of Rivia
Too many gods, my' Lady
août 23 2015 09:00 -
Serelir
I dream of you, to wake: would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on; Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone, As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight. In happy dreams I hold you full in night.
août 24 2015 02:11
Serelir
Come, my endearingly damaged dear… let us be liberated and lacivious at once… lacivertines!
août 21 2015 01:53
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N7M
Rising in the paean! IO! Evoe!
août 21 2015 06:31 -
Serelir
Woman, Woman — where are you? Come back to us again. Forgive even if you cannot forget and serve once more in our Temples. Take us by the hand. Kiss us on the lips and tell us we are not alone.
août 21 2015 08:21
Serelir
"Remarkable was his staff, which bore the likeness of a great black snake, so curiously wrought that it might almost be seen to twist and wriggle itself like a living serpent."
août 20 2015 05:23
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Red of Rivia
Yeah, Salt wife
août 20 2015 10:43 -
Serelir
I've been called worse things by better people.
août 20 2015 11:05 -
Red of Rivia
Good answer
août 21 2015 01:51
Serelir
Ben volria mon cavalier tener un ser e mos bratz nut, q'el s'en tengra per ereubut sol q'a lui fezes cosseiller
août 19 2015 03:31
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Red of Rivia
0-0
août 20 2015 03:08 -
Serelir
;)
août 20 2015 03:55
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Red of Rivia
o_o
août 10 2015 08:06
Serelir
I see how it happens that people pack cats: suitcase - cat in suitcase - cat goes on trip!
août 08 2015 09:10
