oh the rising of the sun [ private, taylor the forgetful ]

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    [align=center][font=courier]i'm a poor, wayfaring stranger travelling through this world alone.

    [align=center][hr][hr][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=16pt][shadow=red,left]J A N U A R Y R O M A N C E[/shadow][/size]

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    - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:230px; height: 196px; overflow: auto][justify][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=7pt]it was just over a month until christmas, and the one thing that jan was really looking forward to was the putting up of the christmas tree that he, his mother, genevieve and....crimescene used to do as a bit of tradition. the fun times they had all had together....jan could remember vividly when toast had got them both tangled in tinsel and fairy lights. ah, good times.




    the alabaster tiger was sat by the gravestone of his fiancé that very day, just talking to the stone about recent events like he always did. it was sad that they and their children weren't able to experience the festival together. pandora's children had never seen christmas before and now they'd never be able to.




    january wasn't too upset now about panda's death but he still felt the cold space at his side every time he went to bed. this year would also be the first time that his twin sister wouldn't be able to join in with the festivities too, since she had died and all last winter. so yeah, christmas wasn't going to be the happiest of occasions for once....




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    [COLOR=white][FONT=COURIER]there's no sickness, toil or danger in that bright land to which i go.
    [color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
    [color=transparent] #captemplate #januaryromance

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 220px; background: url(http://static.tumblr.com/04873…hdksgoja1rxnsyqo1_500.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: georgia; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: red; letter-spacing: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 1px 2px #000000; width: 470px; height; 10px]BREAKDANCE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#090909; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;]GODDESS OF VOLCANOES & WEAPONS | CARRIES COMBAT KNIVES | UPYR | CROPCIRCLES X AUBURNLIGHTS[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt](*sniff* what did I forget now ;-;)


    "OOOOOHHHH...DASHING THROUGH THE BLOOD, IN A ONE MAN OPEN BOAT, O'ER THE CORPSES WE GO, SLITTING NOX'AN THROATS! BELLS ON EYEBALLS RING, MAKING DEATH SEEM BRIGHT, OH WHAT FUN IT IS TO LAUGH, ON THIS BLOODY NIGHT! OH JINGLE HEADS, JINGLE HEADS, JINGLE ALL THE WAY, OH WHAT FUN IT IS TO FIGHT, ON THIS FRIGHTFUL NIGHT!" Breakdance yelled as she skipped through the graveyard, waving to the tombstones and greeting the dead bodies that were buried underneath. Then, with volcanic luminaries, she spotted her son and slowly padded over, nudging him lightly on the shoulder. "Hey"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; width: 468px; height; 10px][sub][align=center][size=7pt][font=georgia]"I CAN SMELL YOUR SCENT FOR MILES"

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