My arrival in her proximity shook her out of the momentary stupor she had fallen under, but that youthful glee kept its composure within her. She outs...retched a hand introducing herself, "I am Raven. The ruler of this fair city and the reason why everyone here is so ecstatic about living. Have you ever been influenced by some outer source to feel horrible about a mistake you have made, or maybe during your childhood you were unfairly treated and had that knot at the pit of your stomach?" I. .....HeatseekerxxxAddendum: My diagnosis of “Lou Gerigs disease/ALS” was something I carried for over two years. I compare it to being on death row, only watching the sentence of “slow lingering death” being carried out day after day, week after week. Instead of just an end date, and no reprieve possible. I had symptoms that were text book descriptions for the illness. Muscle fasciculation’s (It felt like worms under my skin) and progressive muscle weakness. I had gone to three different. ”“Which is why I don’t want you talking to her in French.”“D’accord, ma femme.”“See?”“But,” Charles said, “you still have time on task. If she can learn a thousand words of French, a thousand words of English, and a thousand words of Spanish in a given time, why can’t she learn three thousand words of English in the same time?”“A guess?” Bob got nods from the others. “She isn’t learning words so much as she is learning concepts. The world is a blooming buzzing confusion when you’re dumped into. Harry had been given quite a present from an anonymous benefactor, when his very own Spellbook of Desires was mysteriously returned to him along with a couple of very valuable gifts. Harry hadn’t quite decided how to use the coins; of course he could just command Hermione and Ginny to fuck him silly, but the note had given him explicit instructions to use it in another manner. So far, Harry had gotten through the first two tasks by sheer luck and chance. If he truly was to find himself on.