 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 15 Maybe I'm to tired to know better, but I'm so tired of twisted tunnels, dips that are more like slides, stones that appear like monsters. I don't know if I'll ever find my way home. He seems more orange now than blue. If it weren't for him there would be no way to go. No path lit. It just happens when he's around. "What can you tell me," I ask and he says he has no time for stories. Just to hang on and ride with it. "You'll have to hold tighter. You need to be quiet." "I want to know where we're going." "No place you've ever been, lately." "I don't believe you." I've never been to middle earth before. I guess thats where we are going. He won't say. "Believe me," he promises. But how can you believe someone with a name like Axel?
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