![]() 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
Now I'm in the army and you can't tell one from the other. I keep hoping I know what I'm doing, but as of yet, just been following orders to keep from bleeding. Not exactly my cup a tea. Diseaster at every corner. People drop'n right and left. I can't believe me eyes, sometimes. This is not what I wanted to get myself in to. I can only pray that Axel knows what he's doing with the little one. I never took him much for the father type, you know. I was just too tired not to trust him. I can't keep wondering if she maybe with the fairies that pisses me off. But no word. Not a dream. Not a whisper. I'm on my own kid. No sign of even a dragon ryder. Just puke, blood and the wretched smell of urine. I should be used to this now, but its a might disgusting. Wish I had time to write you all about it, but I'm on the run, as usual.
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