I'm trying to locate a supply of a tea. I'm not sure what it's called, but the leaves are a deep purple, edged in blue. They're spikey, ans the tea... is for keepig things stable, prevenative. I'm not sure how else to explain, but I think it might be grown in the court lands ( Read more... )

The tea's running out. The tea's running out. He hasn't been back like he usually is. He's late, and it's running low. There's only 6 more packets. I have to have it or the dreams start coming, and then ( Read more... )

I don't know if there's anyone that can help me, advise or a nudge in the right direction or something, but I really need help. I'm 17, and I'm going to be graduating high school soon and this is a problem that I haven't been able to find any sort of solution to ( Read more... )

I feel... free and yet... empty at the same time.  I'm scared... that I won't be able to find something to fill the hole it made for itself...

I'm afraid there's something wrong with me, that makes me feel this way...

I'm afraid that I really am corrupted... because I'm afraid I might want that feeling back

Derlan: What in the name of the unholy Gods did you want? You've been shouting down the sky. Did you lose all your subtly when your big pet went squish ( Read more... )

Okay, so denied again.

This time because it wouldn't affect my ability to "do my job" and something about "quality of life". ~sigh~ Oh well, It's not like I need the C-leg, it just looked pretty cool and a little more natural than this one.

Appealing again!

Rise? I remembered the question that chased me to the city. It needs an answer...

Does it bother you that I don't think like other people, can't respond like other people, make you take care of me?

You want it... I have it, or can find it.

It's my job.

Feeling restless, and not in a way that I'm used to. Maybe I just need to get out and stretch my wings... but it feels too much like a portent of things to come.

Feeling differently now. Not so wounded and lost. *slow shake of the head* It's strange, looking back on that... I responded to things as if I was a child... lashing out with fear instead of reasoning, looking for my own way out. I'm not sure why I behaved that way, but it unsettles me slightly ( Read more... )