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EC-HometimeThe desire to fight faded away along with the days light. Leora felt herself longing for camp, where earlier she had not been able to think, only to concentrate on where the next attack was coming from and to maintain her vantage point, useful as it was, high above the fighting. Elphs mind seemed less intensely linked to hers as well oh there was still vigilance from him, but no passion, no bloodlust, no desire to attack, or even defend it was simply mechanical. They were playing at soldiers. When the daylight had made its way over the edge of sight then gradually the armies would withdraw, fewer and feweEC-Hometime


EC - Prologue, perhaps?The last dregs of sunlight were draining down beyond the northern horizon as the lone Watcher entered the room. The curved glass structure was glowing like the deepest embers from the heart of a fire that has burnt for hours. Scarlet, orange, saffron, gold, plum purple, deep pink and incandescently glowing white. Opening the gate of the circular guard cage, having left the central staircase, a second Watcher crossed the circular room and joined the other at the window in seemingly staring out the sun. The Watchers evidently must have triumphed, for as the last slice of sun was consumed by the distant mountains, a small half-smileEC - Prologue, perhaps?


InvocationSing muses, Your namesake child is full of fun, But oh, he is a dirty wretch - Comes luring little children to him With pipe and bell and hum and songInvocation
He courts them and he grooms them, Whispers the intangible into well-honed ears, Taking their naivety and their working bones, Leaving only tired aches and dreams.
Your child he is a seducer, Takes them all over - body and soul - Gives them soaring slurs of pleasure, Then punishes them with practice all the more.
Tells them: 'I will make you part of me, I will make you mine', Watches w
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"...raise the curtain once again on madness, love, and hate." - Godchild
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The jungle is dark but full of diamonds.
~Arthur Miller
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♥ Featuring
the witches
♥ the rabbits
♥ the cat
♥ the bird
♥ the disappointed fairy
And many other things...
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# et puis...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
e t s y │ b l o g
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This is my Story.
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'And in the end these words are crumbs that spill along my path and whoever eats these crumbs will know more of me.' Yeesha - End of Ages
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This is my Story.
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'And in the end these words are crumbs that spill along my path and whoever eats these crumbs will know more of me.' Yeesha - End of Ages
haha! i didn't lose any of my writing, lovely. i don't use the computer's drive to save it, it's much too valuable to risk like that. no, i have several copies that are updated regularly elsewhere; the primary of which calls my wee lime-green jump-drive home *gigglesnort* its name is Kermit
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This is my Story.
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