First snippet—I know not where: Why did they laugh when they wanted to cry? Why not tell each other the horrible things that had happened in the winters, springs and summers since they parted?
A short poem I wrote for my first web site, now abandoned for the newer version http://www.lindanightingale.com/:
Do not trust what your ears hear
Or what your eyes may see
The taste on your lips may lie.
Here things are not what they seem.
So you may speak your mind clearly
But must be warned that
We may not understand or
Yet choose to reply….The Others
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This I know is from Sinners’ Opera, my vampire paranormal and is from the hero’s (Morgan) POV: I am beautiful. This is not vanity, but a statement of fact merely. And beauty is power. I am also wealthy. Another statement of power. And yet with all this, I cannot have the thing I want most. I can’t buy it. I can’t seduce it with my charm, aristocratic breeding or command it to me with the power of beauty. There are other dark powers I could use to bind love to me. But I refuse to use them on her. I want her to love me, the real me, and so I ask you, Ladies, would you shun a proposal of marriage from a man who can offer fortune, fame (I am a world-renowned pianist), a title (I am a British lord), power and beauty.
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