by jabberwock » Sun Oct 05, 2014 5:47 am
K a r i B l y t o n
Werewolf (Omega) | Female | 18 | Tagged: Jasmine
"People need space. Derek needs space," Kari pointed out. "Smothering while he was stressing out like that was a bad idea so obviously he was going to flip. But now that you've stabbed someone in the pack, do you really think he'll still believe he can save you? If I were you, I would just leave him alone. You can't force someone into a relationship with you. By the way you two talked earlier, you must've left or something. Maybe he moved on, maybe you aren't as close you think anymore. He's had time to evolve as a person and you need to do the same."
`Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis CarrollFanfiction Account
Jubjub bird