Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
||Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like a thorn,|| Heero found himself thinking. It was a strange habit he seemed to have picked up once he had started memorizing the script.
Quoting Romeo was not a way to solve his current problem.
Inwardly the pilot groaned, though it was against all his training.
Why didn't I reject the part when I had a chance to? he wondered. Why did I have to tell Duo I didn't mind the kissing parts of the play? Why did I sign up for the class anyway?
||My only love sprung from my only hate!||
Heero growled at himself. He had yet to master the art of thinking.....But it was far from controlling emotions. He could not squash any sudden thoughts without thinking about them first.
"Shakespeare o korosu," he mumbled.
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