Posty McPostalot
Tristan and Isolde just came on and it reminded me...
Two nights ago I had a dream where I was a princess in a land where magic was real but only a small part of the population could see/use it. It was inborn, but not necessarily hereditary. There were two royal families who co-ruled-- one was evil (um, my family, minus me. Paging Dr. Freud), and one was good. Anyhow, I spent most of the time sabotaging my family's evil plans with my magic, which won me the love of the good Prince's heart. Who was this brave, dashing man?
Rufus Sewell.
You're jealous.
ETA: Oh lord, Tristan is such a whiny little bitch. Marke pwns him.
Two nights ago I had a dream where I was a princess in a land where magic was real but only a small part of the population could see/use it. It was inborn, but not necessarily hereditary. There were two royal families who co-ruled-- one was evil (um, my family, minus me. Paging Dr. Freud), and one was good. Anyhow, I spent most of the time sabotaging my family's evil plans with my magic, which won me the love of the good Prince's heart. Who was this brave, dashing man?
Rufus Sewell.
You're jealous.
ETA: Oh lord, Tristan is such a whiny little bitch. Marke pwns him.