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It?s the only edge you?ve got ?Insanity!?... 390 [Mar. 4th, 2010|02:34 am] It?s the only edge you?ve got ?Insanity!? yelled Krupkin ?So allow me link post comment

I was feeling guilty?it seemed to be a... 832 [Feb. 15th, 2010|02:41 am] I was feeling guilty?it seemed to be a permanent emotional state hereGuilt and fear and heartbreakWhy had I come? Because you do belong here, oddly enough,Melanie whisperedShe was very aware of the warmth of Ian's and Jamie's hands, wrapped around and twined with minehere else have you ever had this? Nowhere,I confessed, feeling only more depressedut it doesn't make me belong We're a package deal, Wanda As if I needed reminding I was a little surprised to hear her so clearlyShe'd been quiet the last two days, waiting, anxious, hoping to see Jared againOf course, I'd been similarly occupied Maybe he's with link post comment

?They've got Kyle and JaredWe're dead without... 812 [Feb. 11th, 2010|02:48 am] ?They've got Kyle and JaredWe're dead without you?I'll? I'll keep score He looked at me, his lips pressed into a thin, rigid line?I'm not really in the mood for playing a game ?C'mon, Ian,? Jamie urged ?I want to watch,? I said?But it will be? boring if one team has too much advantage?You really are the worst liar I've ever met But he got up and started stretching with Wes Paige set up goalposts, four lanterns I tried to get to my feet?I was right in the middle of the link post comment

?Who's Trudy?? the woman whisperedShe'll take... 0 [Feb. 10th, 2010|03:19 am] ?Who's Trudy?? the woman whisperedShe'll take care of you ?Is she human, or is she like that one?? She nodded toward me This seemed to ease the woman's mind ?Oh,? Sunny gasped behind me I turned to see her staring at the cryotanks that held the HealersThey were standing in the middle of Doc's desk, the lights on top glowing muted redOn the floor in front of the desk, the seven remaining empty tanks were piled in an untidy heap Tears sprang to Sunny's eyes again, and she buried her face against Kyle's chest ?I don't want to go! I want to stay with you,? she moaned to the big man she link post comment

I moved ahead carefully, pleased to find that I... 924 [Feb. 5th, 2010|03:19 am] I moved ahead carefully, pleased to find that I remembered how to driveThe highway was still emptyI pulled out onto the road, my heart reacting to the open space again ?Lights,? Jared saidHis voice came from low on the bench I searched till I found the switch, then flicked them onThey seemed horribly bright We weren't far from Tucson?I could see a yellowish glow of color against the skyThe lights of the city ahead ?You could drive a link post comment

I blinked, then looked back at the friendly faces... 937 [Feb. 3rd, 2010|03:22 am] I blinked, then looked back at the friendly faces beside me ?Thank you,? I said again to the Healer?I suppose I'd better be on my wayYou could sleep here if you'd like Cerulean walked me to the reception areaShe put her hand on my shoulder as I stepped through the door My heart beat fasterHad she noticed that my pack, once flat, was now bulging? ?Be more careful, dear,? she said, and patted my armNo more hikes in the dark She smiled and went back to her desk I kept my pace even as I walked through the parking lotWhat if the link post comment

Instead of listening to a man with my vast... 406 [Feb. 2nd, 2010|03:30 am] Instead of listening to a man with my vast experience, you ordered me out of your car only to have me witness the horror moments after you fled ?We followed your orders! We searched the building?the wrong building!? ?Had you remained, if only for a brief conference, this might have been avoided and a friend might be aliveI shall have to include that judgment in my report?? ?Please, old friend,? broke in the associate?Let us reason together for the good of the Bureau? ? The interruption now came with the shrill appearance of a fire truckBernardine held up his hand and led his protesting former comrade across the boulevard, ostensibly to get out of the way of the firemen, more purposefully to be within earshot of Jason Bourne?When our people arrive,? went on the associate of the Deuxi?me, his voice rising with authority, ?we shall empty the buildings and detain every resident for thorough interrogation!? ?My God,? exclaimed Bernardine, ?don?t add asininity to incompetence!? ?What?? ?The limousine, the brown limousine?surely you saw itThe driver said it raced away ?That?s all he told you?? ?Well, the truck was in flames and there was so much confusion radioing for personnel?? ?Look at the shattered glass!? commanded link post comment

Bourne stopped and looked at the Americanized... 562 [Feb. 1st, 2010|03:14 am] Bourne stopped and looked at the Americanized Soviet?You?re talking details, Ben, and take my word for it, they don?t countCarlos is coming here to leave his mark, and we have one advantage that blows away all his expertiseIf Krupkin was able to get the news out properly, the Jackal thinks I?m dead ?The whole world thinks you?re deadYes, Krupkin told me link post comment

Bourne stopped and looked at the Americanized... 593 [Feb. 1st, 2010|03:14 am] Bourne stopped and looked at the Americanized Soviet?You?re talking details, Ben, and take my word for it, they don?t countCarlos is coming here to leave his mark, and we have one advantage that blows away all his expertiseIf Krupkin was able to get the news out properly, the Jackal thinks I?m dead ?The whole world thinks you?re deadYes, Krupkin told me link post comment

Lor', I wouldn't take less nor a quid a moment to... 906 [Jan. 31st, 2010|02:45 am] Lor', I wouldn't take less nor a quid a moment to stay there arter dark Having been in the house, I could well believe him, but if he knew what I know, he would, I think have raised his terms Of one thing I am now satisfiedThat all those boxes which arrived at Whitby from Varna in the Demeter were safely deposited in the old chapel at CarfaxThere should be fifty of them there, unless any have since been removed, as from DrSeward's diary I fear-Mina and I have worked all day, and we have put all the papers into order MINA HARKER'S JOURNAL 30 September-I am so glad that I hardly know how to contain myselfIt is, I suppose, the reaction from the haunting fear which I have had, that this terrible affair and the reopening of his old wound might act detrimentally on JonathanI saw him leave for Whitby with as brave a face as could, but I was sick with apprehensionThe effort has, however, done him goodHe was never so resolute, never so strong, never so full of volcanic energy, as at presentIt is just as that dear, good Professor Van Helsing said, he is true grit, and he improves under strain that would kill a weaker natureHe came back full of life and hope and determinationWe have got everything in order for tonightI feel myself quite wild with excitementI suppose one ought to pity anything so hunted as the CountThis thing is not human, not even a beastSeward's account of poor Lucy's death, and what followed, is enough to dry up the springs of pity in one's heart-Lord Godalming and MrMorris arrived earlier than we expectedSeward was out on business, and had taken Jonathan with him, so I had to see themIt was to me a painful meeting, for it brought back all poor dear Lucy's hopes of only a few months agoOf course they had heard Lucy speak of me, and it seemed that DrVan Helsing, too, had been quite 'blowing my trumpet', as MrPoor fellows, neither of them is aware that I know all about the proposals they made to LucyThey did not quite know what to say or do, as they were ignorant of the amount of my knowledgeSo they had to keep on neutral subjectsHowever, I thought the matter over, and came to the conclusion that the best thing I could do would be to post them on affairs right up to dateSeward's diary that they had been at Lucy's death, her real death, and that I need not fear to betray any secret before the timeSo I told them, as well as I could, that I had read all the papers and diaries, and that my husband and I, having typewritten them, had just finished putting them in orderI gave them each a copy to read in the libraryWhen Lord Godalming got his and turned it over, it does make a pretty good pile, he said, "Did you write all this, MrsHarker?" I nodded, and he went on "I don't quite see the drift of it, but you people are all so good and kind, and have been working so earnestly and so energetically, that all I can do is to accept your ideas blindfold and try to help youI have had one lesson already in accepting facts that should make a man humble to the last hour of his lifeBesides, I know you loved my Lucy?" Here he turned away and covered his face with his handsI could hear the tears in his voiceMorris, with instinctive delicacy, just laid a hand for a moment on his shoulder, and then walked quietly out of the link post comment

We have now passed into the Bistritza, and if we... 609 [Jan. 30th, 2010|02:34 am] We have now passed into the Bistritza, and if we are wrong in our surmise our chance is goneWe have overhauled every boat, big and littleEarly this morning, one crew took us for a Government boat, and treated us accordinglyWe saw in this a way of smoothing matters, so at Fundu, where the Bistritza runs into the Sereth, we got a Roumanian flag which we now fly conspicuouslyWith every boat which we have overhauled since then this trick has succeededWe have had every deference shown to us, and not once any objection to whatever we chose to ask or doSome of the Slovaks tell us that a big boat passed them, going at more than usual speed as she had a double crew on boardThis was before they came to Fundu, so they could not tell us whether the boat turned into the Bistritza or continued on up the SerethAt Fundu we could not hear of any such boat, so she must have passed there in the nightI am feeling very sleepyThe cold is perhaps beginning to tell upon me, and nature must have rest some timeGodalming insists that he shall keep the first watchGod bless him for all his goodness to poor dear Mina and me 2 November, morning-It is broad daylightThat good fellow would not wake meHe says it would have been a sin to, for I slept peacefully and was forgetting my troubleIt seems brutally selfish to me to have slept so long, and let him watch all night, but he was quite rightI am a new man this morningAnd, as I sit here and watch him sleeping, I can do all that is necessary both as to minding the engine, steering, and keeping watchI can feel that my strength and energy are coming back to meI wonder where Mina is now, and Van HelsingThey should have got to Veresti about noon on WednesdayIt would take them some time to get the carriage and horsesSo if they had started and travelled hard, they would be about now at the Borgo PassGod guide and help them! I am afraid to think what may happenIf we could only go fasterThe engines are throbbing and doing their utmostMorris are getting onThere seem to be endless streams running down the mountains into this river, but as none of them are very large, at present, at all events, though they are doubtless terrible in winter and when the snow melts, the horsemen may not have met much obstructionI hope that before we get to Strasba we may see themFor if by that time we have not overtaken the Count, it may be necessary to take counsel together what to do nextSEWARD'S DIARY 2 November-Three days on the roadNo news, and no time to write it if there had been, for every moment is preciousWe have had only the rest needful for the horsesBut we are both bearing it wonderfullyThose adventurous days of ours are turning up usefulWe shall never feel happy till we get the launch in sight again-We heard at Fundu that the launch had gone up the link post comment

Is it not so? Well, now I promise you that when I... 502 [Jan. 27th, 2010|02:14 am] Is it not so? Well, now I promise you that when I am done with him you shall kiss him at your willNow go! Go! I must awaken him, for there is work to be done "Are we to have nothing tonight?" said one of them, with a low laugh, as she pointed to the bag which he had thrown upon the floor, and which moved as though there were some living thing within itFor answer he nodded his headOne of the women jumped forward and opened itIf my ears did not deceive me there was a gasp and a low wail, as of a half smothered childThe women closed round, whilst I was aghast with horrorBut as I looked, they disappeared, and with them the dreadful bagThere was no door near them, and they could not have passed me without my noticingThey simply seemed to fade into the rays of the moonlight and pass out through the window, for I could see outside the dim, shadowy forms for a moment before they entirely faded away Then the horror overcame me, and I sank down unconscious CHAPTER 4 Jonathan Harker's Journal Continued I awoke in my own bedIf it be that I had not dreamt, the Count must have carried me hereI tried to satisfy myself on the subject, but could not arrive at any unquestionable resultTo be sure, there were certain small evidences, such as that my clothes were folded and laid by in a manner which was not my habitMy watch was still unwound, and I am rigorously accustomed to wind it the last thing before going to bed, and many such detailsBut these things are no proof, for they may have been evidences that my mind was not as usual, and, for some cause or another, I had certainly been much upsetI must watch for proofOf one thing I am gladIf it was that the Count carried me here and undressed me, he must have been hurried in his task, for my pockets are intactI am sure this diary would have been a mystery to him which he would not have brookedHe would have taken or destroyed itAs I look round this room, although it has been to me so full of fear, it is now a sort of sanctuary, for nothing can be more dreadful than those awful women, who were, who are, waiting to suck my blood-I have been down to look at that room again in daylight, for I must know the truthWhen I got to the doorway at the top of the stairs I found it closedIt had been so forcibly driven against the jamb that part of the woodwork was splinteredI could see that the bolt of the lock had not been shot, but the door is fastened from the insideI fear it was no dream, and must act on this surmise-I am surely in the toilsLast night the Count asked me in the suavest tones to write three letters, one saying that my work here was nearly done, and that I should start for home within a few days, another that I was starting on the next morning from the time of the letter, and the third that I had left the castle and arrived at BistritzI would fain have rebelled, but felt that in the present state of things it would be madness to quarrel openly with the Count whilst I am so absolutely in his powerAnd to refuse would be to excite his suspicion and to arouse his angerHe knows that I know too much, and that I must not live, lest I be dangerous to himMy only chance is to prolong my opportunitiesSomething may occur which will give me a chance to escapeI saw in his eyes something of that gathering wrath which was manifest when he hurled that fair woman from himHe explained to me that posts were few and uncertain, and that my writing now would ensure ease of mind to my friendsAnd he assured me with so much impressiveness that he would countermand the later letters, which would be held over at Bistritz until due time in case chance would admit of my prolonging my stay, that to oppose him would have been to create new suspicionI therefore pretended to fall in with his views, and asked him what dates I should put on the letters He calculated a minute, and then said, "The first should be June 12, the second June 19, and the third June link post comment

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I was myself tolerably patient, and half inclined... 814 [Jan. 26th, 2010|11:52 am] I was myself tolerably patient, and half inclined again to throw aside doubt and to accept Van Helsing's conclusionsQuincey Morris was phlegmatic in the way of a man who accepts all things, and accepts them in the spirit of cool bravery, with hazard of all he has at stakeNot being able to smoke, he cut himself a good-sized plug of tobacco and began to chewAs to Van Helsing, he was employed in a definite wayFirst he took from his bag a mass of what looked like thin, wafer-like biscuit, which was carefully rolled up in a white napkinNext he took out a double handful of some whitish stuff, like dough or puttyHe crumbled the wafer up fine and worked it into the mass between his handsThis he then took, and rolling it into thin strips, began to lay them into the crevices between the door and its setting in the tombI was somewhat puzzled at this, and being close, asked him what it was that he was doingArthur and Quincey drew near also, as they too were curious He answered, "I am closing the tomb so that the UnDead may not enter "And is that stuff you have there going to do it?" "It is "What is that which you are using?" This time the question was by ArthurVan Helsing reverently lifted his hat as he answeredI brought it from Amsterdam It was an answer that appalled the most sceptical of us, and we felt individually that in the presence of such earnest purpose as the Professor's, a purpose which could thus use the to him most sacred of things, it was impossible to distrustIn respectful silence we took the places assigned to us close round the tomb, but hidden from the sight of any one approachingI pitied the others, especially ArthurI had myself been apprenticed by my former visits to this watching horror, and yet I, who had up to an hour ago repudiated the proofs, felt my heart sink within meNever did tombs look so ghastly whiteNever did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloomNever did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominouslyNever did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night There was a long spell of silence, big, aching, void, and then from the Professor a keen "S-s-s-s!" He pointed, and far down the avenue of yews we saw a white figure advance, a dim white figure, which held something dark at its breastThe figure stopped, and at the moment a ray of moonlight fell upon the masses of driving clouds, and showed in startling prominence a dark-haired woman, dressed in the cerements of the graveWe could not see the face, for it was bent down over what we saw to be a fair-haired childThere was a pause and a sharp little cry, such as a child gives in sleep, or a dog as it lies before the fire and dreamsWe were starting forward, but the Professor's warning hand, seen by us as he stood behind a yew tree, kept us backAnd then as we looked the white figure moved forwards againIt was now near enough for us to see clearly, and the moonlight still heldMy own heart grew cold as ice, and I could hear the gasp of Arthur, as we recognized the features of Lucy WestenraLucy Westenra, but yet how changedThe sweetness was turned to adamantine, heartless cruelty, and the purity to voluptuous wantonness Van Helsing stepped out, and obedient to his gesture, we all advanced tooThe four of us ranged in a line before the door of the tombVan Helsing raised his lantern and drew the slideBy the concentrated light that fell on Lucy's face we could see that the lips were crimson with fresh blood, and that the stream had trickled over her chin and stained the purity of her lawn death-robe We shuddered with horrorI could see by the tremulous light that even Van Helsing's iron nerve had failedArthur was next to me, and if I had not seized his arm and held him up, he would have link post comment

"Angels and Demons [Jan. 22nd, 2010|02:48 pm] High atop the steps of the Pyramid of Giza a young woman laughed and called down to him. Robert, hurry up! I knew I should have married a younger man!” Her smile was magic. link post comment

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