Condensation

*rousing applause coupled with a standing ovation* I'm just going to reply to your answers now. 1. That's awesome! 2. Ha ha! 3. Yeah, Romeo and Juliet is one of Shakespeare's first plays, and Hamlet was written while he was in his prime. 4. Yay! I can't believe that so many people ship Shalladin, I don't think it works well.

I like it. I think I would have done her atop the wall looking across the land, drawings from the back are easier for me, plus I'm good at walls.

Fred is quite cute, but I fear that he may not survive long if he is left unprotected. Make sure that drawing is safe!

"No. You need medical attention, and I'm the best one to give it to you."

Excuse you. Also, they're yours. I gave them to you.

"Okay, then." (Windrunner, I don't think Cadenza would have heard you whispering).

Daolan makes a surprised sound. "Looks like you've got it all covered! I'd love some, thanks." He motions for Herate to go sit down in a beanbag, but she raises her eyebrows and goes to grab the Starbursts and stuff for s'mores. Daolan shrugs and grabs two cups of cider. He takes an experimental sip. "Ah, delicious!" They get to the beanbags at the same time and sit down on the same beanbag. Daolan sets down the cider while Herate proffers a Starburst. "So, how do we roast these?" Aria(who has blonde hair, brown eyes, and constantly wears a white button-up shirt with a black vest, bowtie, and nice slacks with shiny black heels) walks down the stairs, followed by a woman with brown hair in a bun and blue eyes who is wearing a T-Shirt and jeans, who is followed by a black-haired woman with green eyes wearing a havah.

Concerto reached out and grabbed Chorale's wrist. She tried to twist away, but she couldn't escape his strong grip with only one hand, the other one was still covering her thigh. "That's it," he growled, "You're coming with me. I'm tired of playing with you." He began walking toward the cave again, dragging her behind him, but Chorale steeled herself and pulled her hand away from her thigh. "No, I don't think I am." She dug her fingers into his wrist, forcing him to let go, then she ducked behind him, spun, and began running away. (Concerto's pretty tired, but his reinforcement's about to arrive, and he knows that.)

"Will they help? What do you think, Janice?"

Good to know! I'm excited for Wonder Woman 1984. I know, I know, it's not Marvel, but I can't think of any Marvel movies other than that that I'm excited for.

"Fox?" Herial looked closer. "Fox, it's me."

Herial moved to block her. "Fox, I don't know what you've done to yourself, but you need to rest," she said gently.

Crescendo trails her fingers through the fountain, smiling and remembering their water fight last night. That wasn't the reason that she had come out here, however. She moved behind the fountain to be sure that no one would see her, then pulled a piece of granite she had found earlier out of her pocket and sucked in Stormlight. She concentrated on it, trying to remove certain parts without removing others, and it begins to turn into dust. When the dust has finished falling, she sees what she had been trying to make: a smooth granite ring, the perfect size for her finger, with little words in Azish engraved on it. Some of the letters looked a little off, but it was otherwise exactly what she had concentrated on. She sucked in a breath and examined it. It was beautiful, with no flaws in the stone and perfectly spaced black dots on the otherwise white stone. She slipped it back into her pocket. It was just what she had wanted, but she didn't know if she was willing or able to acknowledge the fact that she had this destructive power at her fingertips. She fingered the ring, then drew her hand back out of her pocket. She walked inside, thinking of what she could do today before class, but the ring was always at the back of her mind.

*parody Okay, good.

Okay, so how long is this supposed to be? Because aah.

I love it! I hope you don't have to double post this time!

What was your first impression of me? Will you please quote me or tag me so I see the answer to this? Have you read any of Shakespeare's plays? Do you ship Shalladin or Shadolin?

What was your first impression of me? If I offered you pancakes, would you eat them? Have you read any of Shakespeare's plays?

Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise; But more in Troilus thousand fold I see Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be; Yet hold I off. Women are angels, wooing: Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing. That she beloved knows nought that knows not this: Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is: That she was never yet that ever knew Love got so sweet as when desire did sue. Therefore this maxim out of love I teach: Achievement is command; ungain'd, beseech: Then though my heart's content firm love doth bear, Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear. That one I know each mark of punctuation and capital letter.

When you're the only one awake early in the morning and you can't see your own hand in front of your face but you are able to make your way downstairs without creaking anyway.

No, Tion's weakness is gray jackets. I did the same for my family. Et tu, A Windrunner? Bearer, I think you're fine for now.

Thank you. Here you go, 5 clips.

"Of course. It should be arriving... Now."

"Fox?" asked Herial cautiously.