. . "The investigation of a college junior's murder involves the victim's boyfriend and her hot-tempered father."@en . . "L&O"@en . . . . . "Forgiveness is the 26th episode of Bakugan: Gundalian Invaders. It aired on October 16th, 2010."@en . "ISBN 1563899183"@en . . . "Forgiveness"@en . . . . "\"Forgiveness\" is the 30th single released by Hamasaki Ayumi, and her 17th number one. It came out on August 20, 2003. Though \"Forgiveness\" reached #1 on the Oricon charts, its total sales were disappointing in Hamasaki's standards, selling only 220,000 copies, 370,000 less than Hamasaki's previous single, \"&\", which sold 590,000 copies."@en . "40"^^ . . "300"^^ . . "1992"^^ . "\"Sir, 's sommat I got t' do right.\" He offers, in steady hand, a long black flight feather - \"I need t' tell 'er m' sorry. An' I need t' face what m' doin' wrong, s' all. She says t' go, I go, 'n trouble ye n' at all. But..\" He keeps his hood up, looking down. \"m' nae lookin' fer trouble either way.\" (Said as Kael approaches Sheltered Flame Keep guards in the yard) The guard glances down at the feather and takes it with a mild snort. At this late hour he'd seen stranger things... \"Take this to 'er Grace,\" he barks to the herald at the door and extends it backwards in demand. \"If it means anything, she'll be askin' fer ye, soon 'nuff.\" And that's that. While the guard resumes his less than amused stare at the visitor, the herald scurries off between the statues to ferry the feather to its would-be recipient. The young man - no, he doesn't fidget. He does, however, despite the relative warmth of the spring evening, keep his hood up, his silver-trimmed cloak nicer than his words would indicate is proper. He goes so far as to lean on the stonework, holding up a portion of the wall, peering out. Several minutes pass into the halving of an hour. Then, life stirs once more in the doors to the receiving hall as the herald returns. He holds in his hand the same feather and uses it to beckon the visitor inside. \"Her Grace will see you now...on the condition that a third body bears witness to your visit. The guard awaits inside her parlor chamber with the Duchess Rowena. So if you'll be so kind as to follow me...\" Even as he moves, the young man removes his belt.. leaving it, his pouch, his blade.. his axe, all with the gate guards. Taking a deep breath, he follows, not yet lowering his hood, instead simply staying quiet, letting himself be led. The herald leaves the young man standing at the entrance to the tower, raps twice on the door, then scuttles away again as the guard inside opens. The black and white ensemble of Mikin crest stares blatantly from the plate on the man's chest. Without a word, he puts his finger to his lips in gesture of silence and then steps aside to permit the guest entry. \"She'll see you.\" Inside, a fire crackles noisily in the hearth, drowning the silence of the room in a rosy glow. A woman lounges in an overstuffed chair, back to the doorway, one hand stroking the rim of a goblet with measured rhythm. Finally - finally the young man pulls back that silver-trimmed hood, brown eyes oddly sad above the Mark. He looks up to the guard, and nods, once. Taking a deep breath, he moves forward - his boots too broken-in to creak. He pauses, at the chair's back, offering diffidently, quietly, \"... Mi'..\" A pause, then a careful..\" ..er.. yer grace? M' sorry s' so late. Hard t' find ye, on th' ground - I been here afore, b' accident, but th' way is nae a straight one.\" A quiet noise, a chuckle or sniff perhaps, answers his plea. Then: \"I hope you find the space here comfortable enough. I do at times engage my guests in the study upstairs, but that is a chamber I believe you've already taken the liberty of making yourself familiar with, so...really there's no need.\" The lethal accuracy of each syllable is spoken in the lowest, softest of tones, but kept monotone on a bed of firmness. Several seconds pass, enabling her words to deliver their bite, before the woman chooses not to rise, but simply turn her chin aside and allow a single eye to gaze knowingly over her shoulder to the escorted figure. Her right wrist stirs the wine in its goblet with gentle motion, hovering well above the arm of the chair. Her chin dips slightly forward, the shift causing the dangling drake's tear to glint sharply between her brow. The gold-etched flames that rim her skull mirror the beauty of the truer form that burns avidly in the corner. Another shifting of her head and they reflect for a fraction of a second the images of those standing in the doorway behind. \"And how now, a surprise indeed,\" though her tone be not startled as she places remembrance of the man's face, stare locked on the tatoo. \"A stranger you are not, for more reason than the feathered fiasco, I see. So if you so desire...\" her left arm extends, gesturing vaguely to the chair that's been placed opposite her own, parted by a low table. He looks down, greying hair - though captured by ties of leather along its length - falling down over his shoulder. He moves, as bidden, to the seat, rubbing absently at his calloused hand, a nervous gesture that belies the outward calm. Not that it's a schooled calm, or an expression used to hiding emotion - but most of that emotion is simple sadness, a vague sort of worry. \".. I.. I came t' apologize t' ye, m'.. yerr..\" He pauses. \"I donnae ken what t' call ye, really. Yer guards called ye 'her grace'.. \" He swallows. \"M' sorry, yer grace. I did ken ye, but 's nae really 'n excuse.\" He sits, carefully, looking up to her - \"I hae no right t' be rude - 'n I were. Been thinkin' about 't a lot since then.\" Talk as Kael may, it seems that Rowena isn't yet in the mood to listen as her words pick up soon after they ended. \"I do loathe the flight of the raven,\" she whispers, fingers bringing to light a small tuft of ebony plucked from the afore offered feather. There, hovering in the balance of breaths, breezes, and gravity, the downy wisp quivers on her outstretched fingertip, anticipating its fate. She narrows her eyes at it, voice continuing to speak in a vacant tone. \"Those ominous beats of wing, self-righteous in the messages they bear, the sting of the beak, the pluck of the talons, those beady, black eyes...\" an upwards glance is thrown to her guest as her lips form a little 'o' and in a single puff of air, sends the minute plummage adrift across the room. \"Or in your case I do believe they were red.\" Languidly, she lifts the goblet to her lips and for just a heart's beat, it tremors against them before the sip is taken. The mostly emptied pitcher resting on the table suggests that this is indeed not the first goblet of the evening. The guard at the door in the meantime stands motionless, save for the occasional sniff, his eyes forced to wander elsewhere in the room between glances at the visitor. Kael's eyes track that whisp of feather, that bit of fluff. And.. then he looks down, at those calloused hands. \".. m' sorry.\" That's said with a certain resignation - but still, oddly, no fear. He takes a long, slow breath. \".. m' nae much proud o' m'self.\" As Kael stares into his hands, something alters faintly in the glare of the Duchess's eyes. Her breath inhales more softly, deeply, and in swallowing the wine, lowers the goblet gently back to the table. Her head forms a small nod, acknowledging his apologies for the first time. \"You frequently fly through Mikin wood then, do you? It must be an easier task now that many of the thicker trees have been reduced to ash, buried in the earth. Is this why you have come to my cousin's school?\" Her neck straightens out, eyes blinking forcefully once to wipe the glaze away. \"To seek me out? Or to learn more of your....seeming affliction.\" He looks up - not quite to her eyes, daring, perhaps her goblet. \".. S'.. no' ..\" The young man frowns, putting words together carefully... \"m'lady, Celeste 's doin' sommat right. An'.. what m' doin' there hae.. nothin' t' do wi' ye, o' this place.\" A bit defiant.. perhaps, or, perhaps, just the strength of an odd conviction. \"I mean t' harm no one - m' a monster, aye. I been one too long t' be anythin' else - but e'en a monster kin find meanin'.\" He straightens, slightly. \"S' what 'm doin' there - o' tryin' to. We kin be worth sommat, 's much 's anyone. If w' dare t' try t' be.\" A breath leads to.. a moment's pause, and something leaving him, eyes going back down. \"I .. th' trees dyin' here, I weep fer 'em. I kin feel .. \" He falls silent, \".. y' woul' nae believe me, anyroad.\" \"Don't underestimate my understanding,\" comes a swift by surprisingly gentle reply. \"The shifts between powers of Light and Shadow have left many changed in ways formerly inperceivable. Mayhap your empathy for them stems from a deeprooted connection in the more earthy realms of Shadow. Mine stems from generations of Mikin livelihood that took place in and around these grounds. We watched them fall...but we will see them raised anew. Believe it or not, I imagine shadow just might play a role in such rebirths. Guided by the Light. There are many ways in which those like you are of value. You are a man and therefore of a soul.\" Kael finally dares to peer up at /her/... \"I kin...\" He pauses, shakes his head - reaching up to toy with the end of that long tail of hair. \".. I.. afore I get t' talkin' .. I..\" He frowns, searching still for words.. \"I.. came t' tell ye 'm sorry. More, what I hae seen this place, and ken how t' get here - y' deserve t' know that, an' ye.. I put m'self in yer hands, m'lady.\" Calm. Serious, that. \"Y' hae a reason fer yer secrets, here - an' y' deserved t' see th' man b'hind th' monster what breached 'em. I.. may hae frightened ye. I woul' hae been - y' did nae deserve that. An'.. \" Stiffly, carefully: \"if.. m' tryin' t' be sommat more, frightenin' folk an' not ownin' m' actions 's th' act o' th' monster. Jus'... took a while t' get th' courage up t' come here.\" He swallows. \"if .. well. I wi' nae fight, if y'..\" He trails off, that unschooled expression.. calm nonetheless. Oh, nervous, to a great extent, but somehow accepting. \"Unless you've been cavorting with Zareef in my bedchamber, you've seen no secrets here, only my life's work - and that's a continuous bout of studies which has a purpose of reaching public eye anyhow,\" Rowena offers with merciful rebuttal. \"To flap your way too closely within the property of royal blood is a mistake indeed, of grave proportions, depending on whose property it may be. However I will take the storm's winds into consideration and therefore, you'll not be witnessing the inside of a prison chamber.\" A wry smile strikes Rowena's exppression and she takes another small sip of wine. \"Instead, I'll accept your services, whatever it is they may be, in restoring the former glory of our city. It need not be a monumental thing, but meditate on what it is you can offer of yourself and then send word to me. Craftsmen of all kinds are needed - and what's more - citizenry.\" Tapping the arm of the chair pointedly at that, she drains the rest of the wine and sits the goblet to rest for the final time. The remainder of her stiffened muscles slowly relax, fiber by fiber, until the livid expression presented to him earlier is replaced by a far more placid one. \"A man's word is a powerful thing, sir. It has the power to destroy, but also to maintain - via its honor. To admit falterings of one's scruples as you have done displays such honor, especially in the face of another power - that being myself - which carries with it the capability to prescribe wrath in a variety of ways. Fortunately for us both, I am not a person of vengence regarding such petty matters of flight, and so it is that here, on the 20th eve of Seedwarming, I acknowledge and accept your apology.\" If she relaxes.. he sags with his own kind of relief. \"Light... thankye, m'lady.\" He ducks his head. \"s' kind o' ye. I wi' nae forget 't.\" He pauses, glancing up - \"s' a lot I kin do.. maybe. M' nae skilled wi' m' hands...\" He swallows. \"but I will, what'eer I kin do.\" \"Well then,\" Rowena nods and stands abruptly for the first time during the meeting. \"We have an accord.\" A wink is offered to seal the deal, then she turns with questionable grace on heel and begins a very careful - perhaps overly so - climb of the winding staircase. The guardsman clears his throat and opens the door, preparing to guide Kael out. Oh, he goes... but he /can't/ resist. Simply can't.. \".. ne'er ken what y' noble lot see 'n wine.\" He sniffs, lightly .. and with some distaste, but moves to the guard. \"light keep ye, m'lady. An' y' e'er need me.. m' nae far, jus down 't th' monastary. They wi' find me.\""@en . . . . . . "Ferraby Lionheart"@en . "black; color: white"@en . . "October"@en . . "1.03"^^ . . "7"^^ . "Forgiveness"@en . . . . "Twarze z przesz\u0142o\u015Bci pojawiaj\u0105 si\u0119 w ca\u0142ym Hamptons. Dla Victorii i Emily zaistnia\u0142a sytuacja ma r\u00F3\u017Cnorakie znaczenie i wi\u0105\u017Ce si\u0119 z pewnymi problemami. Tymczasem poczucie obowi\u0105zku ze strony Jacka wzrasta. Padma decyduje si\u0119 na wykonanie ruchu, kt\u00F3ry mo\u017Ce mie\u0107 powa\u017Cne konsekwencje dla Nolcorpu."@pl . . "Ashley strolls through the halls of Angel Grove High and spots Bobby come down the stairs. He's talking to some girl, and then another girl walks up and starts talking to him. He excuses himself from the barrage of bimbos and makes his way to Ashley's locker. She pretends she wasn't watching him, but thankfully he's too dumb to have noticed. He brings up the dance that'll be occurring on Saturday, Ash needs to be hosed off from the heat of anticipation as she waits for him to ask her, but all he does is ask for dance lessons he thinks he needs. She agrees to do it tomorrow, when Cassie shows up and takes Bobby off to the park as they planned. Cassie walks off in arm with the reanimated beef patty they call Bobby, turning around and waving to Ashley with a mocking finger wave. Ashley's left furious, until she notices salvation waiting just behind her. TJ is at his locker (which means, by the by, all five Ranger teens have lockers located next to one another), acting like a normal human being instead of a dog in heat like everyone else in this episode so far. Ashley asks Teej to go play catch with her at the park, something he thought she didn't like. She says that maybe she changed her mind, slams his locker door shut and pulls him off to the park in flash. Soon at the Angel Grove Park, we find Cassie sitting on a bench playing her string guitar, with Bobby sitting against a tree nearby. He seems entranced by the \"purty music\". Ashley and TJ are playing catch at the park. Suddenly, Ashley hears music. She walks over and finds out that Cassie is playing her acoustic guitar and singing for Bobby. Cassie plays her acoustic guitar and sings for Bobby. Her voice is so sweet and beautiful and her guitar playing is very gentle and beautiful. Bobby loves Cassie's music, so does Ashley. Ashley smiles. Tears begin to stream down Ashley's beautiful blue eyes. Cassie finishes her song and Ashley and Bobby clap. Ashley says \"That was a great song, Cassie!\" Cassie smiles and says \"Thanks, Ashley!\" Bobby says \"That was a beautiful song, Cassie!\" Cassie smiles at Bobby and says tenderly \"Thanks, Bobby!\" Cassie then says \"I love you, Bobby!\" Bobby then says \"I love you, too, Cassie!\" Cassie and Bobby then kiss! Then Cassie turns to Ashley and says \"I'm sorry for giving you that finger wave, Ashley! Do you forgive me?\" Ashley smiles at Cassie and says \"Yes! I forgive you!\" Cassie and Ashley then hug!"@en . "Logan_Cerreta_Forgiveness.jpg"@en . . . . . "this might be dumb but it's based off of my class. I am about to graduate and this is a short story of it all. Please enjoy\U0001F63A imm sorry all warriors are female... There are only female techerss"@en . . "Forgiveness is the third Episode for Power Rangers: Lost Galaxy."@en . . "Angus+&+Julia+Stone/_/For+You"@en . . . . . "For You"@en . . "The inventor of the technology that will give the Earth the transporter and the holodeck, caught in a web of betrayal, is beamed into space toward a dangerous rendezvous three hundred years in his future... ...as the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise tensely prepares for an encounter that may erupt in new waves of interstellar war, when the Federation can least afford it. What they don't need now is a distraction \u2014 or another crisis."@en . . . "comic"@en . "Ente"@en . . "Power Rangers: Lost Galaxy"@en . . . . "Forgiveness"@en . "None"@en . . "Name: Forgiveness Run Time: 5:15 Written By: Bill Bruford, Iain Ballamy, Django Bates Year: 1997"@en . "L&O"@en . "68005"^^ . . . . . "The investigation of a college junior's murder involves the victim's boyfriend and her hot-tempered father."@en . . . . . "Jarvis Davidson"@en . . . . "Blind"@en . . . "Kurt+Vile/_/"@en . "Forgiveness"@pl . "Odcinek 5"@pl . "Forgiveness is the 5th episode of Season 2 also the 27th episode overall."@en . . "Forgiveness"@en . . . "Forgiveness is the 5th episode of Season 2 also the 27th episode overall."@en . . . . . . . . . "3"^^ . "Law & Order"@en . "The power to give ultimate forgiveness to someone who has committed a negative act or vice. Sub-power of Patience Manipulation and Virtue Manipulation."@en . . . . . . "3"^^ . "The power to give ultimate forgiveness to someone who has committed a negative act or vice. Sub-power of Patience Manipulation and Virtue Manipulation."@en . "Twarze z przesz\u0142o\u015Bci pojawiaj\u0105 si\u0119 w ca\u0142ym Hamptons. Dla Victorii i Emily zaistnia\u0142a sytuacja ma r\u00F3\u017Cnorakie znaczenie i wi\u0105\u017Ce si\u0119 z pewnymi problemami. Tymczasem poczucie obowi\u0105zku ze strony Jacka wzrasta. Padma decyduje si\u0119 na wykonanie ruchu, kt\u00F3ry mo\u017Ce mie\u0107 powa\u017Cne konsekwencje dla Nolcorpu."@pl . . . . "Sezon 2"@pl . "Forgiveness is the 26th episode of Bakugan: Gundalian Invaders. It aired on October 16th, 2010."@en . "Power/Ability to:"@en . . . . "Ashley strolls through the halls of Angel Grove High and spots Bobby come down the stairs. He's talking to some girl, and then another girl walks up and starts talking to him. He excuses himself from the barrage of bimbos and makes his way to Ashley's locker. She pretends she wasn't watching him, but thankfully he's too dumb to have noticed. He brings up the dance that'll be occurring on Saturday, Ash needs to be hosed off from the heat of anticipation as she waits for him to ask her, but all he does is ask for dance lessons he thinks he needs. She agrees to do it tomorrow, when Cassie shows up and takes Bobby off to the park as they planned. Cassie walks off in arm with the reanimated beef patty they call Bobby, turning around and waving to Ashley with a mocking finger wave. Ashley's left"@en . "comic"@en . . . "Forgiveness is the third Episode for Power Rangers: Lost Galaxy."@en . . . "Angus & Julia Stone"@en . . . . "The Corporate Veil"@en . "Cast"@en . "Feb.9.2016"@en . "\"Sir, 's sommat I got t' do right.\" He offers, in steady hand, a long black flight feather - \"I need t' tell 'er m' sorry. An' I need t' face what m' doin' wrong, s' all. She says t' go, I go, 'n trouble ye n' at all. But..\" He keeps his hood up, looking down. \"m' nae lookin' fer trouble either way.\" (Said as Kael approaches Sheltered Flame Keep guards in the yard) The guard glances down at the feather and takes it with a mild snort. At this late hour he'd seen stranger things... He takes a long, slow breath. \".. m' nae much proud o' m'self.\""@en . . . . "ISBN 1563898500"@en . "ISBN 1563899183"@en . "The inventor of the technology that will give the Earth the transporter and the holodeck, caught in a web of betrayal, is beamed into space toward a dangerous rendezvous three hundred years in his future... ...as the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise tensely prepares for an encounter that may erupt in new waves of interstellar war, when the Federation can least afford it. What they don't need now is a distraction \u2014 or another crisis."@en . . . "Name: Forgiveness Run Time: 5:15 Written By: Bill Bruford, Iain Ballamy, Django Bates Year: 1997"@en . . . . . . "Forgiveness"@en . . "2052"^^ . . "Skin Deep"@en . "300"^^ . "1"^^ . . . . "Vermont Avenue"@en . . . . "3"^^ . . . "\"Forgiveness\""@en . "Forgiveness is the concept of letting another person - or corporation, or country - off the hook for something they did that was bad. The idea is that forgiving another person is somehow a spiritually elevated thing to do, but the truth is it sucks. It feels much better to beat someone up - assuming they deserve it - than it does to forgive them. Even mocking a person feels better than forgiving. Forgiveness is God's job. Getting even is ours."@en . "Forgiveness"@en . . "Clementia Goddess of Mercy and Compassion."@en . "\"Forgiveness\" is the 30th single released by Hamasaki Ayumi, and her 17th number one. It came out on August 20, 2003. Though \"Forgiveness\" reached #1 on the Oricon charts, its total sales were disappointing in Hamasaki's standards, selling only 220,000 copies, 370,000 less than Hamasaki's previous single, \"&\", which sold 590,000 copies."@en . . . "Strangers In The Night"@en . . "Rainbow+Arabia/_/Blind+"@en . . . "\"The Gorn Crisis\""@en . . . . . . "Ferraby+Lionheart/_/Vermont+Avenue"@en . . "Forgiveness"@pl . ""@en . . "control the virtues of oneself and others"@en . . "gray"@en . . . "forgiveness"@en . . . . . . "this might be dumb but it's based off of my class. I am about to graduate and this is a short story of it all. Please enjoy\U0001F63A imm sorry all warriors are female... There are only female techerss"@en . . "26"^^ . . "Forgiveness is the concept of letting another person - or corporation, or country - off the hook for something they did that was bad. The idea is that forgiving another person is somehow a spiritually elevated thing to do, but the truth is it sucks. It feels much better to beat someone up - assuming they deserve it - than it does to forgive them. Even mocking a person feels better than forgiving. Forgiveness is God's job. Getting even is ours."@en . . . . "220"^^ . "Forgiveness"@pl . . "Kurt Vile"@en . "96"^^ . "20522375"^^ . "Rainbow Arabia"@en . .