 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 80 Without a noise, without my pride ...I reach out from the inside I think something is wrong with me. Only I've never felt this way before. Perhaps I've dreamed so much of Xander that I can't remember Axel's face at all. And it hurts that I've forgotten him. I know memories of Xander will fade soon too. It just isn't fair. But when I dream of him in the night he's actually there at my side with me, holding me, warming me, breathing in me. I hate to have such false hope. But its all I really need. I tell my self this daily as if its a true blessing. As if this is how it has to be. I feel no anger or woe. Just walking on air. Maybe its love. But its so endearing and fasinating sometimes I find myself staring into the sky for hours thinking I should not care where I go, how I should be, who I am. It scares me. I've forgotten so much already. I'm sure I won't know how to act once I do see my mother. That is if she is my true mother. I even how doubt abou that these days. Suppose my brother is only an imposter. There is something not right. The way he looks at me. His unfamilar laugh. I feel shy around him. I can hardly speak. But it can't be out of love or pride. Something else. Something is wrong with me.
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