Detailing how a hippie is lost in a storm, adopted by a tattoo artist, and joined by a crackhead guitarist who will become the first member of Blue Muse...
She's screaming. She's ALWAYS screaming. That's nothing new and nothing he can help. She's always screaming, forming nonsensical non-sentences with her slurred words and her threats and her paranoid imaginary horribles
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It's February winter in LA -- the air is thick and holds a person's spirit in anticipatiopn before giving way to a heavy, cold rain with no wind. It's the physical embodiment of grey
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Sometime... probably a number of days before the actual date on the actual journal entry, or not, who knows, Miniver can be found in the kitchen of the LA home, humming and mucking about with the bottles of herbs from the two boxes Ana sent him home with.
When Pickles arrives, he may notice a faint, very faint smell of vanilla permeating the air