 profile notes guests older host Climbing up on Solsbury Hill I could see the city lights Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe Came in close; I heard a voice Standing, stretching every nerve I had to listen; had no choice I did not believe the information Just had to trust imagination My heart going boom boom boom - peter gabriel >>the players: Enid:not your ordinary princess. Axel: fairy/changling Duncan:new acquaintence Xander:not a forgotten lover. Brother: to Enid. >friends readers book 1 book 2 4 All right the birds sing. Finally, I sense them. It took a while. I know I should be more accute of my surroundings. I mean to. Its just I get tired. And when I awake usually, its my own breathing that startles me. I'm still here. I can barely write anymore. Later..... Leaves are so crunchy. I'm afraid I can't make a steady diet of them. I found a bit of clover in the woods. It just doesn't seem enough. Not that I didn't enjoy it. I thought of the barb pie that was the specialty at the summer festival. That with berries. I could really go for some berries. How come you can't find any when you really need them? Its just not fair. I've been walking circles around here and its starting to bother me. I'm just a greenfoot after all. That would bother mother terribly if she knew this. Well, I haven't exactly starved yet. Close, very close.
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