 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 62 without a noise, without my pride I reach out from the inside." It hasn't been easy lately. In chains. Yes, they think I'm possessed or something. See what happens to you when modern religion is around. I'm surprised I haven't been burned at the stake yet. So perhaps it is troubling when my personality changes. It hasn't happened that much. Its not like I've done any damage. Well, perhaps breaking that stained glass window in the chapel wasn't a good sign. But we were only trying to get away at the time. Those monks are stronger than you think. So here I am under lock and key in a dark dank dungeon. You mean, we're here, don't you, lamb? We. At least I've finally had a chance to write. Some monk took it upon himself to give me something to write with and hasn't taken away my parchment yet. Perhaps things are looking up. I do so doubt that, lamb. Well, if someone would just get out of my body, perhaps help this situation instead of hindering it. What is it you want me to do, Lamb? I'm not a god, for God's sakes. How true. Woe is me, I've been praying on all gods and goddess and nothing yet. Nothing. We'll be doing well if you get thee to a nunary. It could possibly be our only hope. No, if you'd just think for a change instead of getting us in trouble with your stupid tricks.
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