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Shades of Gray A painting canvas colored black and white.    Both present on the plane and both detached.    Touching, never mingling, each unmatched    From edge to edge, the darkened and the light. The shades both locked in an unending fight;    Neither the victor, but the two attached    To form a pattern: uniform yet patched.    Both pure and soiled, shaded and the bright. Such is, it seems, the choice ‘tween right and wrong.    The right are right, the wrong are wrong, and yet,    With circumstances, mus

What is a Traitor? It was a cold day, another cold day in a month of cold days. The only difference between this cold and the previous freezing was the fact that I had to be outside in it. Of course, the rain made it seem more intemperate, but that was just because I was soaked and it was windy. Complaints about the weather aside, it really was a nice evening to have a stroll or plot to kill your prince. I may look like your every day, run-of-the-mill noble's daughter, but I had a nice little stash of poison in my pocket and a dagger up my sleeve. A girl has to have some entertainment, and those stiff noblemen sure didn't provide any. Som