Alana & Hazel
This is not a vid. It might not be anything else either.
The muses are sort of like Jaye's family. They try and make her go out and, like, do stuff.
She wouldn't save herself, even if she could. She's happy in her watery grave, I guess she didn't want to be saved that day.
Vampires = True Love, except that Wendy's job only involves killing one of them.
She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
(MacBeth Act V, sc v)
Three love stories.
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