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The Night Swelled With Magic; Not The Beneficent Kind Of Love-magic That Sweeps Couples Away, But The Kind Of Magic That Rips And Tears, The Enchantment That Creeps Out Of The Woods And Pounces.

I Don't Like Having Feelings," Eric Said Coldly, And He Left. That Was A Tough Exit Line To Top.

But In My Book, It Was Basically Bad Taste To Stare At Someone's Assets, No Matter How Much On Display They Were.

Sookie, What Have We Done? And To Whom?" "i Killed A Chicken. And I Cooked It." "sookie, Sookie. My Bullshit Meter Is Reading That As A False." -eric Northman, Sookie Stackhouse

Everyone Thinks I'm Crazy, You Know, Because I Can't Tell Them The Truth; Which Is, That I'm Driven Crazy By All These Thoughts, All These Heads.