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24 November 2007 @ 11:14 am
[ chetyre ]  
is what we need
to sharpen the minds dull indeed.
- - Over - Oblivion - -: [grin] Easy Mimico_bliterate on November 24th, 2007 06:33 pm (UTC)
You're always very interesting, Q. I half-expected this to be another riddle and had been disappointed to see that it wasn't... but your response to V made it a perfect riddle.

Do come out of your room more often. There is a scent which I think may be yours in the halls on occasion, usually in the early morning when only the smells of the night would be lingering.
[Q] uiet.: I am over hereqiew on November 24th, 2007 07:13 pm (UTC)
I am the black child of a white father;
A wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven.
I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me,
and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
- - Over - Oblivion - -: [listening] Understoodo_bliterate on November 24th, 2007 07:33 pm (UTC)
Hm... smoke? That vaporous sting of something that something that carries such a distinctive scent... very clever. It makes me feel like it is very personally for me, thank you Q.

If you want to avoid being seen in the halls I understand. But I would like the opportunity to say hello when you next emerge.
[Q] uiet.: Outward Inverse Obscurityqiew on November 24th, 2007 07:44 pm (UTC)
Yes smoke. ...

( Give me a ring on AIM if you want to plot something. Nice character choice by the way. )