"It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you are not."
Damon stood looking at corridor, willing himself to try and find some way to have an eye for interior design. He listened to Gilbert's suggestion about the sun, looking at the exact point he spotted and nodded slightly. He wasn't so sure about the precipitation aspect, given the fact that the hall already had a smell that would probably turn most off to coming down the corridor in the first place. We could put some Dianthus on the floor along the corridor to try and help with the aroma," Damon suggested, hoping that was worded a little more nicely than saying the corridor stunk. Of course, Damon didn't necessarily mind the smell...it was very earthy to him. "And perhaps we could put the fountain that Elias suggested under the sun?"
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