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I want to stay in bed but can't sleep I want to play with my dog but can't find the energy I want to go to school but have lost patience I take my meds the fog thickens I want to love but can't love myself I want to run but can barely walk I want to scream but I lost my voice I take my meds...

I'm sure we can wiggle you in haven't gotten too far in yet

Aoife let go of Tess and got her bag off the bike before coming in behind everyone. She heard Sincereoffer to cook for everyone. "I could eat." She looked at all the luggage and held her tongue on the comment brewing in her mind. Alex inquired about the group. " the farm is doing well. It's in...

Having finished her drink, and seeing noone was watching her, Aofie made her way out of the air port and continued to walk into town. She knew of a little place where she could essentially buy a motorcycle and then resell it to them when it was time to head home. It would be at a loss but it was...

Aruba! Aoife stretched as soon as there was room enough not to accidentally punch someone in the face. She was a little self conscious. Young (very young) looking white girl it wouldn't be the first time someone tried to take advantage of her naïve Anne of Green Gables first impression. Last...

Name: Aoife (eefa) E for short Ó Catháin (o'Kane) Age: Born some time in the summer 1673. When did they found out they are immortal: Age 16 was married off to a mentally ill man. Accused her of being a changeling and burned her alive in their cottage. Place of birth: Karne, County Cork Ire...

modern day Highlander with twice the plot holes I'm in

too much coding. i can only see half on my phone

Crone heard the winged boy's weeping and grew uncomfortable. She didn't know what she said or did to offended her guest so. Not knowing what to say and not wanting to worry herself into a fit, crone returned to the toy figure. Humming to herself trying to remember the broken tune it was supposed...

interested

I think I might have a character brewing

Crone was so engrossed by her work that she didn't know Elathin had woken up. Shadow tugged her sleeve trying to get her attention. "Not now." another tug. "What is.. ? Oh, I see someone is um." she forgot who he was or how he got into her home. Shadow nudged the half assembled angel toy towards...

very interested. Any plots in particular? I have a few ABC's from fantasy to future.

ixll join. (sorrty slight headache caus speth inpedrtent)

Crone worked through the night. Despite its appearance the wagon was a smooth ride, but none of that helped Crone. She moved from project to project frustrated that nothing was coming out right. Not that she knew what it was she was trying to make. However nothing felt right. She cursed and by...

Crone gnawed on a rock hard biscuit as she listened to her guests talk and introduce themselves. "Clocks! good good. I don't have any but I have parts lots of parts!" It was an understatement. The wagon was organized chaos of parts; leaning more towards chaos. While clockwork mechanisms were...

Finding the pot she filled it with water from a barrel. Shadow found the tea and the jar nudged it's way within the old woman's reach. Without looking up she grabbed a fist full of tea leaves and put them in the pot with the water and placed it over the coals that remained in the fire place...

Crone writhed were she lay on the drivers seat. Visions of history flooded her scenes. The first sun rise. Now a coronation. The life of the tree that made the wood of the wagon. The doe whose skin made the leather of the reins. A woman with a cat like face kneeling at her feet. So much between...