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"IN THE BEGINNING Earth was still very much in beta, and as such The Lord gathered His Host one morning and encouraged them to put their own spin on things. He invited His Children to propose new fruits, new insects, things to fill the extensions of the skies and the bottoms of the depthless oceans. His Creations were Beautiful and Splendid in their way, but One could always use fresh ideas and perhaps a bit of feedback. In the meanwhile, He was going to take a nap."
Even in Heaven, one cannot always get what one wants.
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St. Joseph of Cupertino, Home Life and Social Habits of British Muggles, and the Legacy of James Bond by Interrobam
Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
27 Jan 2013
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Every winter Anthony's parents would send him an owl inviting him to join them for their Christmas Holiday in Goa. He would respond “No thank you, much prefer it here,” and he would use the stationary he bought with his House crest, the red and gold ink lion that silently roared atop the header, just to be that much more of a jerk about it.
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"Las Vegas, Crowley had always maintained, was technically Aziraphale's fault." Crowley and Aziraphale go to Las Vegas, contemplate the history of civilization and the meaning of existence.
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The Sultan of Agrabah's eldest son came to court her late in the day, on the third new moon since her father had announced her eligibility. He was a plump man, and stout as well, with a kind face. She watched him come through the doorway, bracing for another recital of resources and fashions. He glanced down at her seega board, his face lit up.
“You play?” Ahlam was shocked for a second, she felt her snake tighten sympathetically around her shoulders.
“I... I do. I play against myself mostly, it passes the time between suitors.”
“Ah, then you must have been practicing quite a bit.” He winked at her: playfully, not seductively, and his mustache ruffled. “I'll have to be at my best form.”
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If it were any other girl: Isabella or Gretchen, he would have known to walk away. But it was Vanessa, maddening Vanessa with that smirk on her face and those leather boots, in that OWCA cell. It was her that drove him out of his mind with guilt and anger, that had ruined everything.
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