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Suddenly there came a tapping

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door

Created on 2005-01-21 11:43:59 (#5842475), last updated 2008-02-21

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Name:	evionn
Birthdate:	1982-12-29
Location:	Brandenburg, Germany

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lady_evionn@yahoo.de

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hello,
So, here are some facts about me; I'm a 25 year old computer science student (the end comes closer...), who has a fable for fanfictions ^-^ and mangas, arts and Photoshop!

Most of my Wallpapers and stories are friends-only, sorry, but I want to know who likes and takes them... it's my time and effort, so I hope you understand...

I also spend plenty of time reading historical romances, novels (presently Anne Rice), Mangas, Scanlations and slash stories...

Okay, so if you have questions go and ask me.
~Evionn

PS: if you want to friend me feel free to do so, I'll friend back.
PPS: most of my entries are in English, but some may be in German too, depends on my mood lol

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
.
.
.
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

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Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;