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Jul. 20th, 2003 08:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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For no apparent reason, I feel slightly embarrased. ^^;
You are a iNFj, an Idealist - the personality of Gryffindor house, and your Harry Potter charcter matches are Arthur Weasley and Albus Dumbledore.
(from the Personality Page) Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perserverence in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.
(from Type Logic) "Beneath the quiet exterior, INFJs hold deep convictions about the weightier matters of life. Those who are activists -- INFJs gravitate toward such a role -- are there for the cause, not for personal glory or political power.
INFJs are champions of the oppressed and downtrodden. They often are found in the wake of an emergency, rescuing those who are in acute distress. INFJs may fantasize about getting revenge on those who victimize the defenseless. The concept of 'poetic justice' is appealing to the INFJ.
"There's something rotten in Denmark." Accurately suspicious about others' motives, INFJs are not easily led. These are the people that you can rarely fool any of the time. Though affable and sympathetic to most, INFJs are selective about their friends. Such a friendship is a symbiotic bond that transcends mere words.
INFJs have a knack for fluency in language and facility in communication. In addition, nonverbal sensitivity enables the INFJ to know and be known by others intimately."
Analysis from Type Logic and from The Personality Page
Wandering through stuff, typing and editing, found this... Don't know if it's any good or not, but it doesn't seem as bad as I could have sworn it was when I first wrote it, so. It's Serge's pov, when he gets changed back.
I walked in, and the doors closed. All the fear I’d felt at seeing this place again, all my concerns seemed to melt, as soon as I set down the Dragon Tear.
"child of the sea"
The softest voice. Everyone tells me I have the softest voice they've heard, but surely this is softer.
It’s the Dragon Tear. I feel it before the light rises and moves to the wall, and only stand listening as it tells me what it knows of the world.
Something is unspoken here. Something dangerous and dark, moving in whispers between the words of the light. It is going to come. There is nothing I can do to alter that.
As soon as I think that, something settles between me and the light. A shift in the air like the moods of the sea; a swift darkness as the light returned to its housing... then...
I always wondered, when I was little, what it would feel like to swim underwater. It’s probably how I drowned in the other world. I used to see how long I could hold my breath all the time.
I was surrounded by it; water filled with light. It hurt for a moment... then I felt sleepy, and safe. When I started to open my eyes again, at first I couldn't see... then, seeing myself again.... I never thought I’d feel so glad to see my own face.
Turning to look at the Dragon Tear, it felt right that it had shattered.
I couldn't help smiling when I noticed it had shattered to the shape of a hatched egg.
I picked it up as I walked out, and paused before the doors to whisper.
"Thank you."
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For no apparent reason, I feel slightly embarrased. ^^;
You are a iNFj, an Idealist - the personality of Gryffindor house, and your Harry Potter charcter matches are Arthur Weasley and Albus Dumbledore.
(from the Personality Page) Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perserverence in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.
(from Type Logic) "Beneath the quiet exterior, INFJs hold deep convictions about the weightier matters of life. Those who are activists -- INFJs gravitate toward such a role -- are there for the cause, not for personal glory or political power.
INFJs are champions of the oppressed and downtrodden. They often are found in the wake of an emergency, rescuing those who are in acute distress. INFJs may fantasize about getting revenge on those who victimize the defenseless. The concept of 'poetic justice' is appealing to the INFJ.
"There's something rotten in Denmark." Accurately suspicious about others' motives, INFJs are not easily led. These are the people that you can rarely fool any of the time. Though affable and sympathetic to most, INFJs are selective about their friends. Such a friendship is a symbiotic bond that transcends mere words.
INFJs have a knack for fluency in language and facility in communication. In addition, nonverbal sensitivity enables the INFJ to know and be known by others intimately."
Analysis from Type Logic and from The Personality Page
Wandering through stuff, typing and editing, found this... Don't know if it's any good or not, but it doesn't seem as bad as I could have sworn it was when I first wrote it, so. It's Serge's pov, when he gets changed back.
I walked in, and the doors closed. All the fear I’d felt at seeing this place again, all my concerns seemed to melt, as soon as I set down the Dragon Tear.
"child of the sea"
The softest voice. Everyone tells me I have the softest voice they've heard, but surely this is softer.
It’s the Dragon Tear. I feel it before the light rises and moves to the wall, and only stand listening as it tells me what it knows of the world.
Something is unspoken here. Something dangerous and dark, moving in whispers between the words of the light. It is going to come. There is nothing I can do to alter that.
As soon as I think that, something settles between me and the light. A shift in the air like the moods of the sea; a swift darkness as the light returned to its housing... then...
I always wondered, when I was little, what it would feel like to swim underwater. It’s probably how I drowned in the other world. I used to see how long I could hold my breath all the time.
I was surrounded by it; water filled with light. It hurt for a moment... then I felt sleepy, and safe. When I started to open my eyes again, at first I couldn't see... then, seeing myself again.... I never thought I’d feel so glad to see my own face.
Turning to look at the Dragon Tear, it felt right that it had shattered.
I couldn't help smiling when I noticed it had shattered to the shape of a hatched egg.
I picked it up as I walked out, and paused before the doors to whisper.
"Thank you."
