 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 66 I'm being interrogated. It seems the Monk is spreading rumors about me. First I was beaten up to see if anything might be on me to put a hex on anyone. But I've still got the book so I will tell it now in my own blood. It is there will to see the end of me. So I might not be around for long. I'll be in chains for good now. Although I was stripped of my leather leggins and now cloaked in bed sheets. They want to find the truth out about me. But I have nothing to tell but who I am. Or what I was. Absolutely nothing to them. So be it if my Mother helped rule this country at one side. Who brought her troops here to rebuild this civilization. Its beginning to sour now. And my eyes bleed more than grief. So be it. I may go to the gallow's morrow. But they are a slow witted bunch. Now if only Axel could save me. But he's no where to be a found. Not a whisper. Not a chill even of him. I will remember him well. But its a blur just now. I think I hate him more than I ever thought possible. I should have stayed with my people. But who were they really. Who are they?
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