 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 2005-10-19 I understand it. I do what I can, but he's no help to me. I hadn't phantam this. And then there is Axel. I can't tell if he's even in my dreams these days. Everything is in a muck. I don't believe Duncan will ever get out of this funk. If only I knew what to do or where to go. All seems lost in the world. Even our rivals have given up hope. Dear brother must be laughing somewhere. Tis a dry spell all round. Dust has caught our throats. Folks cough til they're almost blue. I keep insisting with Duncan we could be far worse. Its not that I don't understand the difficulty of his plyt. He's angry and troubled and not at all his self. Can't even keep himself warm at night. He could be such a lovely creature otherwise, but I fear any day now I will awake, and the man I know will be gone. I swear if there were ale, he'd fill himself up til he could be in a deep sleep. I keep will'n my self to keep the faith, but is that? Its nothing I can grasp in my hands to wave around and linger in the hazey smoke. Where has the magic gone?
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