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IT’S OKAY TO USE “SAID” A WHOLE DAMN BUNCH.

IT’S OKAY TO USE PRONOUNS REPEATEDLY SO LONG AS YOU STRUCTURE YOUR SENTENCES SO AS TO KEEP IT FROM BEING CONFUSING

FUCK, IT’S EVEN OKAY TO USE COMMON SAYINGS AND CLICHES SPARINGLY.

DON’T PURPLE UP YOU PROSE JUST BECAUSE YOU THINK IT’S NOT OKAY TO DO THESE THINGS BECAUSE IT IS

DON’T TAKE AWAY FROM YOUR PLOT TO MAKE ULTIMATELY UNIMPORTANT DETAILS OF YOUR NARRATION LOOK FLASHIER.  

Delia flashed her tiny white fangs, “Erro, I’s Delia.”

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Delia giggled, “It’s really pretty. Delia likes it, so does De’na.” Delia held up her pristine baby doll for Mag to see, “De’na likes pretty songs.”

“Aww, she’s cute. Just like Delia.” Mag said smiling, as she she gently tapped the tip of Delia’s nose with her finger. 

Delia giggled and scrunched her little nose, “Pretty pretty pretty, la la la la la la.” She twirled around as she sang her little nonsensical song.

Mag laughed a bit. Having been the first time she’s seen a little girl like Delia, she was starting to like her.

The little blonde girl looked up at Mag, “How’d Mag get so pretty?”

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“Aww, thanks sweetie. You’re name’s pretty, too.” Mag liked Delia’s humming. She started to softly hum Lucifer’s song, ‘In All My Dreams I Drown’. She didn’t know if Delia would recognize it or not. 

Delia paused to listen to Mag hum, “What’s that? It sounds like a lullaby.”

“It could be. I’m not sure what kind of song it is. I just remember hearing it in Heaven.” Mag didn’t know much about the song. But, she really liked it. 

Delia giggled, “It’s really pretty. Delia likes it, so does De’na.” Delia held up her pristine baby doll for Mag to see, “De’na likes pretty songs.”

“Aww, she’s cute. Just like Delia.” Mag said smiling, as she she gently tapped the tip of Delia’s nose with her finger. 

Delia giggled and scrunched her little nose, “Pretty pretty pretty, la la la la la la.” She twirled around as she sang her little nonsensical song.

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“Aww, thanks sweetie. You’re name’s pretty, too.” Mag liked Delia’s humming. She started to softly hum Lucifer’s song, ‘In All My Dreams I Drown’. She didn’t know if Delia would recognize it or not. 

Delia paused to listen to Mag hum, “What’s that? It sounds like a lullaby.”

“It could be. I’m not sure what kind of song it is. I just remember hearing it in Heaven.” Mag didn’t know much about the song. But, she really liked it. 

Delia giggled, “It’s really pretty. Delia likes it, so does De’na.” Delia held up her pristine baby doll for Mag to see, “De’na likes pretty songs.”

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“Aww, thanks sweetie. You’re name’s pretty, too.” Mag liked Delia’s humming. She started to softly hum Lucifer’s song, ‘In All My Dreams I Drown’. She didn’t know if Delia would recognize it or not. 

Delia paused to listen to Mag hum, “What’s that? It sounds like a lullaby.”

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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Mag was wandering around the Carnival, more curiously than usual. Scorpion was busy with a new tadpole, so she didn’t want to get involved. She came upon a secluded spot, and she found a little girl, playing in a pile of fresh blood. She went up to her. She was kinda adorable with her curly blond hair. “Hey, sweetie. What ya doing?” She asked her, with a motherly kind of voice. Whenever she saw a child, she grew very nurturing. I was in her nature. 

Delia looked up from the body she was playing with, “Playing with a sinner. Daddy Dex said I could have one for lunch. Delia wanted to play with it when she was done.” She giggled, “He screamed real loud.”

“I’m sure he did.” Mag said, smiling. “Delia, whose Daddy Dex?” She asked her, not sure who he was. Could she be talking about Lucifer’s son, Dexter? She heard stories about him in Heaven, of how he was similar to his father.    

Delia frowned, “Daddy Dex adopted Delia. He said she can live her with him at Grandpa Luci’s carnival. Delia gets to play with the sinners but she has to be nice or Grandpa Luci might get mad at Delia. Delia’s not allowed to steal or they’ll make her leave. Delia doesn’t want to leave.” She drew symbols on the body before her with blood, “Delia likes painting.”

“They’re very lovely paintings.” Yep, she was talking about Dexter. He must have a soft spot for children. That makes two of them. She got down on the ground with Delia. Some blood got on her dress, but her dress was dark red anyway, so it didn’t really show up. She, too, started to draw some symbols on the body. She took a good cup from the ground and got herself some blood to drink. 

Delia grinned, “Delia thinks so.” She watched the woman drink some of the blood. “You’re really pretty. Will Delia be pretty like you one day?”

“I hope Delia does. You can call me Mag.” Mag said smiling. She wasn’t like any other child she met. There was something about her that she really liked.   

“Mag” Delia appeared to be tasting the name on her tongue, “Delia likes that. It’s pretty like you are.” She nodded and started humming as she drew a pentacle on the chest of the dead sinner.