What the Room Requires

Chapter Twenty-Five

Okay, I know many of you are making playlists of the music I mention—my dear reader Nicco pointed out an excellent song that is SO Draco—you must hear it. It’s called “Boys Don’t Cry” by Ulrik Munther. I can’t stop listening to it. Anyway…enjoy the next chapter!

 

 

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

      If this be error, and upon me prov’d,

     I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.

-William Shakespeare

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