LessiThe possibilities were endless. Lessi glanced down at the ten dollar bill clutched in her left hand. Then she stared with wide, pale blue eyes through the print-smudged glass. Cookies and cream, Dutch chocolate, homemade vanilla, strawberry--these mundane ice cream flavors she ignored. No, Lessi wanted the bubblegum pink, the cotton candy yellow and blue, the Snickers and Milky Way chunks in dark brown and caramel goodness. Her eyes danced across the nameplates as she mentally prepared her list of chosen flavors. Reese's, Cotton Candy, Chocolate with chocolate chips and chocolate fudge… Yes, that would do. She stoodLessi
Key: Calling ch 9KaneKey: Calling ch 9
Nienor sat at one end of the table of the great dining hall. He sat straight in the chair, his hands on the table before him, and stared out the window into the darkness. Emmralore sat on one side of the table four chairs down from Nienor, and she, too, stared out into the darkness. Neither spoke. Neither moved. They simply sat and stared.
Behind them, the double doors opened and a small figure entered. The creature was called a Tootun. It mostly looked like an ape except for its long, bat-like ears, large eyes, and even larger hands. The Tootun carried a tray loaded with food into the chamber and hefted
Key: Calling ch 8Shadows in the DarkKey: Calling ch 8
The group followed Madrik as he wandered through the caverns. Phaedra followed behind Madrik, and Nyomie walked with her. Zander and Keira walked behind them, and Bran followed behind. Nyomie watched as Madrik's tail lashed the air behind him. She and Phaedra stayed well out of its range. Keira's voice rose behind them, mingled with Zander's on occassion, but Nyomie could not make out any of their words.
"Phaedra," Nyomia started. Phaedra did not turn her head, but Erondai peered at her for a moment before Phaedra told him to look where they were going. Silence hung between them until Nyomi
Key: Calling ch 7UndergroundKey: Calling ch 7
Bran shoved his hands into his pockets as they walked. His hands shook and he didn't want anyone else to see. His body nearly screamed for a drink. Sweat drops beaded his forehead. The group had descended the stairs and now traveled through a long tunnel lit at intervals by shafts of light. Apparently the tunnel wasn't very far underground. Bran had wondered if it would be. They hadn't gone down very many stairs.
Bran rocked his head back on his neck, rolling it first to one side, then to the other. His neck cracked and he smiled.
"Sounded like that hurt," Zander remarked. Zander walk
soldieri sat on the edge of your bed, feet shoved to the side as isoldier
traced the outlines in your comforter with my hand. i watched you fumble around your room, aimlessly pulling things out; books and journals and letters, all shoved haphazardly on shelves. i observed as you carefully opened them, flattening creases in paper and folding open bindings before you hastily restored them- never saying a word until you finally sat back down and we looked at one another.
then came the apologies, about the time, the rubbing at your eyes, the state of your hair.
i'd see
Because I need somewhere to rant
Rage
. It's the one stabbing my computer in the head. Then it makes me all 
and before you know it, 
. Now I'm 
, 
, and very close to 
. If it doesn't get cleared up soon, I'm 
. Reformat time. 
it's not gonna come to that. But... for now, 
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I can't see the back of my head!!
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I can't see the back of my head!!
We need to hang out sometime. The ol' Hobbitses. Or something.
Except ya'll are probably busy with school. D: And I would be busy with a job if someone would hire me. >_> lol
Just thought I'd say hi! Since we haven't talked in awhile~
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