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[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine is crouching on stone pillar which he's brought with him. He was resting, just thinking, and decided to sit here in the hopes of running into someone. The snow, however, has taken him off guard and he tips his head up to look at the sky.]

...Is there art dreaming somewhere? [He reaches up a gloved hand to catch some snow.] How strange.

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[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

But do you think the devil could touch something as beautiful as this snow? or perhaps beauty itself is his work...

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

I wouldst not guess the devils playgrounds. [A pause as she settles her cloak around her and frowns] beauty doth hide darkness, the rose hides the thorn and the thorn hides the rose- fate demands.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

You are right, Maiden. Beauty often comes at a price, for the creator or for the beholder.

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

Aye... Little beauty has virtue; truth demands my speech.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

And your speech is beautiful itself as I have heard it.

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

Speech 'Twill bring many ruin; didst not the serpent tempt Eve?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

But did not God tempt first? Though words are responsible in both cases.

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

The lord works in mysterious ways; by heaven's holy night I know it. His words doth have purpose- even if they seem plain.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Have you experience in that matter?

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

No, but I know it. 'Tis truth from books and 'tis truth from mouths.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Could those things not lie?

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

[She considers that for a second and then her eyes dart away; up into the sky] ...nay.

...If't not the work of diablo then whom could it be? The purity of snow doth suggest dreaming.