 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 20 Its been so quiet ever since we got here to this shell of a place. He's gone off to get wood. Says I should try to find a spot where I want to bed down. You know, my room. Well, this will never be my room. Its just this hole in the side of a mountain. Probably just the bowels of an old dead monster. I swear there is a peculair ancient smell in the air. Although, Its quite beautiful actually. Outside. That is if a fog hasn't came in. But who knows, could just be the remains of left over dragon smoke these days. Sometimes, the mind plays tricks on me. So does Axel. Well, if he's not a Fairy what is he? "A freak of nature!" He snapped about it a little while ago. Like that was an answer. I think not. There has to be more to the story. And just where does my mother fit into all this? Better yet where do I fit in to the picture? I mean, is he some guardian of some kind? A watcher? Well, I haven't been much help around here yet. I think he was wanting a little sweeping done. But with what? Honest, who does he think he is? Who does he think I am? A chamber maid.
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