I would like a dance partner (or partners to be extra cluster-fucky?) to do a co-post if anyone is willing.
Please read "cluster-fucky" as "efficient".
EDIT:
Alternatively, I could post a rather under-sized post to smooth things along.
Ialia's Estate
The girl's breathless speech had halted by the beratement of the faerie. Her face had frozen into a stupid, emotionless mask that conveyed neither cognizance nor recognition. Isora's attempts at addressing the situation, along with Lady Ialia's entrance to the scene apparently...
Saturday. :(
This past week has been, "I'm back for work! Gee, that's a warm, comfortable bed there... I'll knock one out before I have to leave tomorrow... Of course I will!"
Four days later: "Well, crap."
Incoherent ramblings between stifled sobs and "I'm sorry"s were the girl's replies. Her head was pressed tightly into her knees, and her fingers were locked together in front of her ankles. Her cloak was rumpled around her on the disheveled bed--slept on, but with the covers still drawn to the...
Got swallowed up by the holidays.
Still slogging through it, to be honest... Boxing Day is probably going to be a special kind of struggle.
This week's schedule is kind of bleak, but I'll be back on the horse come Saturday, I think. After I get some brunch in me, anyway.
Seasons greetings...
Reply pending Wednesday at the latest.
EDIT:
Make that tomorrow. I somehow managed to burn myself out on my day off.
EDIT2:
Argh. Make that Saturday
EDIT3:
Sometime before the weekend. I am terrible.