Oh my former charry what a brush

did you see a ledge in there with her dress sword and her dress arrows

throwing punches at those bulls.

She was unstoppable.

It was just like if Kiran Knightley were Johnny Deppen Pirates of the Caribbean,

or Robin Wright became Manne Patinkin and the Princess Bride.

Or, I mean, I guess just like Uma Thurman, just being herself and killed Bill.

I suppose I don't have the same constitution as you both.

All that fighting in Fershed seems so unreasonable and unnecessary to me.

And Second Kingdom can't seem to understand the wonders of releasing the Heart

Chakra, no matter how many guided meditations I host.

I wish there were more of you in the world. My world,

Charmy. If only everyone felt the way you did. What do you mean? I fear my

betrove doesn't think I'm up to scratch to lead and based on tonight's

performance I certainly won't be by the time our big day comes.

What was that? It must be the big bad wolves retreating from Blanch in the

braw at the fairy ballroom.

We better get off the road.

I've imagined my own death several times and it has never included being swallowed

whole by a fairy tale wolf so I could cut myself out from the inside.

I must say, my lady, you might have one of the darkest imaginations I have ever encountered.

Well, when it's fed with stories about witches eating children and houses made of gingerbread

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