Cirque de Céleste

CobaltBookwormCobaltBookworm Home of Venus FlytrapsPosts: 4,711 ✭✭✭✭
edited September 2015 in Roleplaying
You don't know exactly when and you don't even know exactly how, but you have been given a letter with a job offer. Whether you've had the niggling sense that you should move on in the back of your mind, or if it's just the usual wanderlust calling ever more seductively, the proposal written on too-thin paper seems like the opportunity you were waiting for. It reads:

To whom it may concern,
The greatly esteemed Cirque de Céleste has need of new acts and atrocities. Your own talents have caught our interest and as such we cordially invite you to our audition of performances on this second Sunday of September. Bring your essentials and implements, your desires and disturbances to the vacant complex of the Newtcreek Mall south-southeast of Herondale at dusk on the Saturday before the event.
May your light shine ever insatiably,
The Ringmistress

Under this title was an illegible scrawl of a signature, the only distinguishable part the simple drawing of an eyeball at the center of the loops of ink that curled beneath the insignia. 
After a few days, the vermillion-colored writing faded from sight and only the insignia of the Cirque de Céleste remained at the top left corner of the paper.
It is now that fated Saturday and the sun is sinking ever lower. May fortune favor the bold.

~*~

Character Sheet:

Name: 
Stage Name (if they have one):
Age (including how long they've been in the circuit):
Gender:
Appearance (both casual and performance clothes): 
Act (please PM me with your ideas for this part before you post):
Short Bio:
Other:

So I was thinking of this circus as also kind of a carnival, so there can be fortune tellers and bearded women along with the usual clowns and acrobats. If you have any questions, let me know!
by CobaltBookworm
"The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books."
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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  • TeajTeaj The Kingdom of CanadaPosts: 19,071 ✭✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    Name: Patricia Ingram
    Stage Name:
    Age: 27, been practicing since she was 4, and been making money with it since 12
    Gender: F
    Appearance: Her hair is down to her knees, wavy, and has a mixture of multiple shades of blue, purple and pink throughout. She has brown eyes, dark tan skin, and smooth features. 
    Casual: Usually she keeps it in a braid, and draped over her shoulder. She wears jeans and graphic Ts. Her makeup is light and subtle.
    Stage clothes: She wears it down like a cape, a void like black dress with no sleeves that goes down to her mid thigh, a red jacket with long sleeves (which she makes vanish in a burst of sparkles and flower petals), a pair of thigh high boots with a 5 inch stiletto heel with gems on it and laces up the front. Her makeup changes from show to show, but it is always extremely showy and extravagant.
    Act: Pat does mostly stage magic. Making things vanish and appear, making it so things seem to teleport. Preforming 'impossible' feats. Transforming things. The usual. She also does close quarts magic with coins, cards, and similar slight of hand tactics.
    Short Bio: Patty was, like most kids, awed by magic, but unlike most kids she wanted to figure it out herself. She started with small, simple tricks, and slowly worked her way up to making a living off of it. At 12 she realized that if she impressed people enough, they'd give her some money for candy, being a cute kid certainly helped, too. Now she does stage magic when she can book a show, but other than that she will get a table at trade shows and such, doing close quarters magic.
    Other: She doesn't have an assistant at the moment, when it's needed she will just take someone from the audience.
    by Teaj
  • KiarKiar Elsewhere Posts: 14,370 ✭✭✭✭✭
    Name: Victor Gorokov
    Stage Name: The Iron Dragon
    Age: 35, been in various acts for almost 20 years
    Gender: Male
    Appearance: Victor is very tall, and very muscular. When performing, he wears only baggy pants and boots; his casual attire is the same, with a tight tank-top thrown on. His face, head, and upper body are kept well shaved to avoid being set on fire. He has dozens of intricately detailed tattoos that cover his chest, back, and forearms, all in the appearance of life-like dragons. 
    Act: Victor is a strongman and a fire breather. His acts involves eating and breathing fire, setting items alight, and lifting incredibly heavy (usually on-fire) objects. 
    Short Bio: Victor's family immigrated from the Soviet Union when he was a young boy. His accent has persisted to this day, though he adjusted to the move better than his parents. Always keen to be in shape - and partly due to his natural physique - stepping into weightlifting competitions was easy. From there he would seek out small shows and circuses where he could demonstrate his strength. He gained the tattoos over a number of years, and picked up fire eating at the suggestion of a friend, who had been inspired by his ink. 
    "A ship is always safer at the shore, but that is not what it is built for."
    My writing project
  • zonzonnzonzonn MarylandPosts: 5,879 ✭✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    Name: Clove Thomas
    Stage Name: Jade Serpent
    Age: 30, She's been training since the age of 14, has been in various shows for 10 years
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: Clove is wiry, her tall frame filled with lean muscle. Her skin is tanned, and a few deep scars wrap over her left shoulder. Her hair is dyed deep green and kept short. Her casual appearance consists of clunky boots, simple jeans, and loose shirts (usually men's flannel). On stage, she wears tight suits that match her skin tone aside from jade colored sequins and stones placed strategically on the outfit to give the impression of modesty. Other outfits are simply green shorts and top.
    Act: Clove is an aerialist. She prefers silks, but has trained for hoops and trapeze work as well. Her act consists of using two long strands of silk to shock audiences with drops (by wrapping the silk just so to prevent falling) and dazzle them with her flexibility.
    Short Bio: Clove was always an entertainer, even as a child. Her parents enrolled her in gymnastics when she was young, and she loved it from the first lesson. After a few years, she realized her favorite part was showing off her flexibility and learning new tricks. When she was fourteen, she stopped taking gymnastics and enrolled in an after school program that focused on aerial training, and it was here that she found her love for the silks. Once Clove was fairly proficient in her acts, she started doing performances at carnivals. She teamed up once with a few others and did a showcase, she volunteered to help with a knife throwing act and wears the scars of a misdirected throw.
    by zonzonn
    "You have a faint glimmer shining somewhere in the caves of your heart. Maybe you just need a swift breeze to run through you to help spread the fire."
  • CobaltBookwormCobaltBookworm Home of Venus FlytrapsPosts: 4,711 ✭✭✭✭
    edited September 2015

    Name: Nyree Roimata

    Stage Name (if they have one): Argenta the Nimble

    Age: 29, she's been performing since she was 7, as an assistant to her mother, and done it ever since.

    Gender: Female

    Appearance: She's thin and fairly short, her brown hair is usually braided in intricate knots around her head and filled with beads and feathers. Her casual clothes are soft, flowing pants and a loose blouse while when performing she wears a fitted waistcoat and dress pants and shoes. She wears a top hat with a long peacock feather tucked in the band.

    Act: She's a knife-thrower and juggler. She juggles close to anything, as long as she can lift it with one hand, and her knives range from machetes to morning stars. 

    Short Bio: She grew up in a circus family, albeit a small one. She helped out in performances from the time she could walk, selling tickets and food. Her father had been the knife-thrower in the show and she'd been determined to learn to handle the sharp implements and take over in his footsteps. Despite learning everything she could from him, her ambition wasn't fulfilled by staying in the circuit of her home country of New Zealand and she left her parents and several siblings when she was 15 to join another circus and further perfect her act. 

    Other: She has silver eyes.

    by CobaltBookworm
    "The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books."
    -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • KGB_the_Russian_SpyKGB_the_Russian_Spy The Actually Rather Divided States of AmericaPosts: 3,668 ✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    Name: Athena Marks

    Stage Name: Mystique

    Age: 28.  She's been performing since she was nine

    Appearance: She has olive-colored skin and long, dark brown hair, some of which was curled and some not.  Her eyes are a striking shade of green, but she hides them behind thick glasses

    Casual: Her favorite charcoal gray hoodie usually, and faded jeans.  No need to get overly complicated.

    Stage clothes: She wears a flowing mess of robes sewn in an intricate pattern of purple, red, and gold.  On her head she has a violet bandanna, and also discards her glasses to add to the mystical feeling.

    Act: She's a fortuneteller.  Does palm readings, crystal ball, tarot cards, that weird tea thing, the whole kit and caboodle.

    Short bio: Grew up in a foster home outside Chicago, but she didn't stay very long.  She ran away when she was seven, spent the next two years hiding in a library, but then decided that she wanted to join the circus and follow her dreams

    Other: She loves books and will fiercely protect them to death if anyone gets close to harming them.
    by KGB_the_Russian_Spy
    "Fairy tales are more than true, not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten"  ~Neil Gaiman
  • RiosinRiosin IndianaPosts: 1,634 ✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    Name: Rose Evans

    Stage Name: The Fox

    Age: Rose and her twin brother Ash ran away to a freak faire when they were eight. Now she's nineteen

    Gender: female

    Appearance: Rose has a condition that causes her face and the backs of her hands to be covered with soft, furlike hair. Her brother has the same thing, although it's been seven years since she last saw him, so who knows what puberty did to his fur. She has red hair and fur, amber eyes, and fair skin. She usually has on jeans and big sweaters, but her costume is a pair of tight black jeans and a tight long-sleeved shirt the same color as her fur with white foxlike markings, plus prosthetic ears, teeth and stage makeup making her look like a fox.

    Act: She's a Wild Beast. The act usually involves snarling at volunteers, trying to claw her way out of cages, or preparing to rip out a cowering actor's throat, only to be dragged back by the ringmaster.

    Short Bio: Ash and Rose had been in foster care since birth. At eight, they ran away to a freak faire, but discovered it was run by a horrible, abusive, greedy man who did not care for their safety and held them captive to make him money. At twelve, they both made a break for it, and they managed to get far enough to let their guard down when a huge man brutally captured Ash right before Rose's eyes. She would have been caught too, if he hadn't screamed at her to run, and run she did, as he was being thrown bodily into a cage. She wandered with a smaller circus until last Fall, when the circus ran out of money.

    Other: despite the fake blood often dripping from her mouth, she is vegetarian.

    ((So if anyone wants to see what she looks like, Google Grimm Fuchsbau and she looks a bit like that))
    by Riosin
    "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
    ~Winnie The Pooh
    NCHS Descants, 2013-2016, four time state champions
  • rydude17rydude17 ScotlandPosts: 8,636 ✭✭✭✭
    Name: Neil Hatley, no aliases
    Age: 23, been performing for 3 years
    Gender: male
    Appearance: Neil rocks up at a staggering 3 foot 8 inches, with bow-legs that cause him to waddle when he walks and short arms and fingers. He's bald as an egg and is rarely seen without some little creature on his heels. When performing he wears a red top hat, red leather vest and black tights, usually with a treat bag at his belt and a falconry glove when he deals with birds and in his day to day life wears t-shirts and jeans.
    Act: He's an animal trainer, mostly working with smaller animals like dogs, various birds, he's got a few ferrets. They do tricks, he gets some audience members involved, the animals get treats, it's just a great time for everyone.
    Short Bio: Neil comes from a long line of circus dwarfs. Ever since his great grandmother was adopted into the freak show. His mother was an animal trainer and his father was a dwarf and a clown. He got his dad's looks and his mom's way with animals, but the circus he grew up in sadly disbanded after an incident where an audience member caught fire. Since then, he's been unemployed and struggling to get by. This job offer was just what he needed.
    Other: He has achondroplasia, which is the reason for his dwarfism. Also he sewed his costume himself.
  • TeajTeaj The Kingdom of CanadaPosts: 19,071 ✭✭✭✭
    that weird tea thing, 
    really? it's called reading tea leaves. :p
  • RiosinRiosin IndianaPosts: 1,634 ✭✭✭
    Edited because character limit and I am stupid
    "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
    ~Winnie The Pooh
    NCHS Descants, 2013-2016, four time state champions
  • KiarKiar Elsewhere Posts: 14,370 ✭✭✭✭✭
    Teaj said:
    that weird tea thing, 
    really? it's called reading tea leaves. :p
    Somebody failed Divination class. 
    "A ship is always safer at the shore, but that is not what it is built for."
    My writing project
  • KGB_the_Russian_SpyKGB_the_Russian_Spy The Actually Rather Divided States of AmericaPosts: 3,668 ✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    Kiar said:
    Teaj said:
    that weird tea thing, 
    really? it's called reading tea leaves. :p
    Somebody failed Divination class. 
    Yeah, I decided to drop it Fourth Year.
    by KGB_the_Russian_Spy
    "Fairy tales are more than true, not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten"  ~Neil Gaiman
  • CobaltBookwormCobaltBookworm Home of Venus FlytrapsPosts: 4,711 ✭✭✭✭
    Gwalchgwyn has run an idea by me and expressed interest, so I'm going to wait until they've put their character up and then we can start. 
    "The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books."
    -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • RiosinRiosin IndianaPosts: 1,634 ✭✭✭
    is the beginning gonna be a sort of tryouts for the circus or something?
    "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
    ~Winnie The Pooh
    NCHS Descants, 2013-2016, four time state champions
  • GwalchgwynGwalchgwyn Posts: 99
    edited September 2015
    Name: Jorge Rodriguez

    Stage Name (if they have one): Lasombra

    Age (including how long they've been in the circuit): 28 years of age, in different troupes for 12.

    Gender: Male

    Appearance (both casual and performance clothes): In his free time, he wears simple attire comprised of jeans, sneakerparticipatinght jacket. His slim build comes to about 5-foot-11 in height. He keeps his long brown hair in a bun and his hazel eyes sit behind a simple pair of glasses. In costume, he wears a black 3 piece suit with a black half mask, his hair down and combed back.

    Act: Lasombra is a master of escape artistry, proud in his ability to free himself from nearly any restraints in nearly any circumstance, frequently involving volunteers from the audience or other performers.

    Short Bio: Jorge was an awkward child, never really able to communicate with others. His talent sprung from his fascination with men like Houdini and Bigelow, and he spent most of his childhood practicing different gimmicks, neglecting relationships with his peers. His time was spent participating in talent shows and scaring his parents with more and more elaborate escapes, until he received an invitation to perform with a circus, where he's been ever since.

    Other: He remains socially awkward, constantly avoiding people. He changes when he is in costume, however, and switches to a man with bravado and confidence, and reverts when out of character.
    by Gwalchgwyn
    He who makes a beast of himself is spared the pain of being human.
  • CobaltBookwormCobaltBookworm Home of Venus FlytrapsPosts: 4,711 ✭✭✭✭
    @Riosin That's the general idea yeah, although it'll be a little different. I'm going to start it tomorrow, either afternoon or night.
    "The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books."
    -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • CobaltBookwormCobaltBookworm Home of Venus FlytrapsPosts: 4,711 ✭✭✭✭
    OOC: I'm sorry for the delay, I've been pretty tired and busy the last few days. 

    The sun dipped beneath the level of the trees and painted the sky the color of the autumn leaves. Oranges and deep yellows splashed across the scudding clouds and left a trail of scattered red streaks behind them, as though dragging a bleeding burgundy with them. All three floors of the Newtcreek Mall were bathed in patches of light and shadow, exaggerating the broken and boarded windows into squinting eyes and the large doors thrown open to the ghostly masses as a gaping mouth. 
    There was no one in sight and nothing seemed to have been disturbed for the last several years, the only thing that appeared to have been moved was a stand-up sign from in front of the ice-cream parlor's dilapidated store-front. The remains of the message that had caked onto the chalkboard surface over the years had been wiped off, the special on the flavor "Death by Chocolate" reduced to a faint outline behind the new announcement that read in sweeping cursive:
    Welcome, the Invited. 

    ~*~

    Nyree sped down the road, enjoying the breeze that whipped through her jacket as the sun flashed between the branches of the trees lining both sides of the road. Seeing the turning into the parking lot of the mall coming, she leaned into the curve and her motorcycle raced through the opening and down the hill. There had been nary a house to be seen back on the road leading to the buildings, but the mall looked like it was still waiting for the next person to enter, perhaps never to leave.
    She drew to a halt on the yellow "No Parking" stripes that lined the area next to the mall's sidewalk and took off her helmet to read the sign better and look around. 
    "Seems like I'm the first one here."
    "The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books."
    -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • TeajTeaj The Kingdom of CanadaPosts: 19,071 ✭✭✭✭
    Patricia squinted down the road she was driving down. "You sure?" She asked, apparently, her GPS.
    "Turn right in 100 meters."
    "I'm trusting you," Patricia answered, "if you lose this job for me I will be very unimpressed." She took the turn and saw a motorcycle parked.
    "Your destination is on the right."
    "I guess." Patricia pulled her car into a real parking space and stepped out. She was in her performance gear, so she had to smooth her hair out behind her. "Hi," she said to the other person there, then looked at the sign. Must be the place, she figured.
  • KiarKiar Elsewhere Posts: 14,370 ✭✭✭✭✭
    OOC: I could hear that GPS's voice

    The brown, 70's Cadillac coughed its way down the road, clunking and creaking a tune of old age. The windows were rolled down and from inside came a very different tune. The radio was on, playing some obscure pop song from a decade or two previous, and Victor was singing along what he supposed the lyrics might be. 
    "No, baby, don't goooo," he belted, knocking his knuckles against the windowsill, where his arm rest. Warm, evening air was rushing in the open frame. "Don't leaaaave me... something... don't goooo to..." Spying the turn in for the mall, Victor whipped his car around the corner, which protested with a screech of tires, and pulled into the mostly empty lot. Sticking his head out the window to look up at the abandoned mall, Victor absently slowed to a stop. "...the circus," he said, throwing his car into park. The music abruptly cut out as he turned the car off, replaced by the all-too-quiet sighs and soft clunkings of the Cadillac as she cooled. 
    "A ship is always safer at the shore, but that is not what it is built for."
    My writing project
  • CobaltBookwormCobaltBookworm Home of Venus FlytrapsPosts: 4,711 ✭✭✭✭
    Nyree tucked her helmet into a compartment on her bike and waited with one hand on her hip for the first car's occupant to climb out. Once she saw Patricia, she smiled. "Hey yourself." She didn't get much more out as the loud entrance of another car that was hard to ignore entered the lot. "Looks like there'll be a few of us to go around."
    "The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books."
    -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • GwalchgwynGwalchgwyn Posts: 99
    Jorge looked past the trees at the dilapidated building and breathed deeply as the Jeep dslowed to a halt. He stared at his destination before checking the back seat for his costume and equipment. Content, he nodded to himself, and climbed out of the car ready to go. Only to see the assortment of people already present, and he immediately considered getting back in and shutting the door. Instead, he nervously smiled and waved. "H-hello."
    He who makes a beast of himself is spared the pain of being human.
  • rydude17rydude17 ScotlandPosts: 8,636 ✭✭✭✭
    Neil's van creaked and groaned as it crawled down the road. He knew it needed repaired, but there was no way he could afford it. He pushed down on the specially-adjusted pedals and willed it not to break down now. He could not miss this job. "Come on, girl, you can do this. Just get me there and I promise you will be cured." He mumbled, struggling to keep calm. The animals were all in the back, some less calm than others. It was Floofy, as usual, the poodle hated being in that cage almost as much as she hated when the van groaned. Finally he turned the corner and the place was in sight. He pulled up, eager to let the dogs out and praying to whatever gods he could think of that they'd behave and do their act. Once or twice before they'd been stubborn and not done what they were told, but Neil was stubboner, and he'd managed to 'save' the act by letting the audience laugh while he ran around after the dog. He doubted seeing that would net him a job tonight, though.
    Getting out of the car, he waddled over to the back door and swung it open, hurriedly climbing in and letting the dogs out of their cages, putting on their leashes and hopping out of the van. He left the birds and ferrets for now.
  • KGB_the_Russian_SpyKGB_the_Russian_Spy The Actually Rather Divided States of AmericaPosts: 3,668 ✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    Athena's hair waved behind her as her dusty green bicycle flew through the small road.  She grinned as she pulled up to the shopping mall.  This place was going to be good.  It was in all the signs- Her palm lines showed that her life would take a major turn, she had seen it in the tea leaves, being a Gemini, her horoscope had read "You will soon embark on an adventure, where great and terrible things await.  Be wary of others, but do not fear the new changes.  Also, avoid hedgehogs today, because those things are bad news."
    She wasn't sure about the hedgehogs, but the other stuff sounded right.  Athena grinned as she made her way over to the rest of her life.
    by KGB_the_Russian_Spy
    "Fairy tales are more than true, not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten"  ~Neil Gaiman
  • zonzonnzonzonn MarylandPosts: 5,879 ✭✭✭✭
    After a couple of wrong turns, Clove found herself chasing dust trails from the other cars, and assumed that meant she was on the right track. The car's motor thrummed happily as she sped down the road right past the turn for the mall. She slowed, turned around, and crept back towards the mall, taking the turn at a painfully slow speed. Clove slowed to a stop near the other vehicles, took a couple deep breaths, then climbed out. She took a moment to retrieve her bag before approaching the small group gathered. 
    The dogs caught her eye, and Clove was momentarily distracted by the urge to pet them, though she resisted. She scuffed her boots in the dirt near the sign welcoming them, and nodded to the others in greeting. "Quaint, isn't it?" she asked, unable to move her gaze from the cursive.
    "You have a faint glimmer shining somewhere in the caves of your heart. Maybe you just need a swift breeze to run through you to help spread the fire."
  • RiosinRiosin IndianaPosts: 1,634 ✭✭✭
    Rose puttered down the road in her POS car, squinting at the grainy map she'd printed off the internet with directions. She turned into the mall where the others were gathered and her brakes made a cringeworthy squeaking sound. She knew full well that this thing was going to fall apart any second. She clambered out and then dragged her bag from the trunk. The bag was a large duffel that contained one pair of shoes and two changes of clothes, but most of the space was filled with her costume and an extensive and rather pricey makeup kit that was essential to making her the Fox. The metal groaned as she shut the trunk, then she made her way over to the others. Hopefully they wouldn't make any sort of deal about her face. "Hi there. You guys here for the audition or whatever this is?"
    "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
    ~Winnie The Pooh
    NCHS Descants, 2013-2016, four time state champions
  • KGB_the_Russian_SpyKGB_the_Russian_Spy The Actually Rather Divided States of AmericaPosts: 3,668 ✭✭✭
    "Um, yeah." Said Athena.  "I'm guessing you are too, given that you know about it."
    "Fairy tales are more than true, not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten"  ~Neil Gaiman
  • TeajTeaj The Kingdom of CanadaPosts: 19,071 ✭✭✭✭
    "Seems we all are," Patricia said, "I'm Patricia. Nice to meet you all." She looked around, "so... are we just supposed to wait here?"
  • RiosinRiosin IndianaPosts: 1,634 ✭✭✭
    "Rose. And I guess so," she answered. She looked around. This place seemed, except for the circus people around her, totally empty.
    "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
    ~Winnie The Pooh
    NCHS Descants, 2013-2016, four time state champions
  • KGB_the_Russian_SpyKGB_the_Russian_Spy The Actually Rather Divided States of AmericaPosts: 3,668 ✭✭✭
    "Athena.  Like the Greek Goddess.  What are you all auditioning for?"
    "Fairy tales are more than true, not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten"  ~Neil Gaiman
  • TeajTeaj The Kingdom of CanadaPosts: 19,071 ✭✭✭✭
    "Magician," Patricia answered simply. 
  • zonzonnzonzonn MarylandPosts: 5,879 ✭✭✭✭
    edited September 2015
    "Clove," she introduced herself with a smile and a nod. "Pleasure to meet you all." She hesitated for a moment as Athena asked after their acts. She wondered if there would only be a few spots, and she worried they would all have a better chance based solely on their more traditional acts. "I'm an aerialist," Clove finally said with a small cringe
    by zonzonn
    "You have a faint glimmer shining somewhere in the caves of your heart. Maybe you just need a swift breeze to run through you to help spread the fire."
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