1000

[lady_altair]

1000
{we build our own heaven of a thousand little joys. one-thousand word vignettes on heaven and happy moments for the first order of the phoenix}

She’s one two three four fingers old and Martin is her world. It’s magic, how her legs seem to lengthen; she can always catch him, even when he says he’d run like it was the devil on his heels and not

Comments

[fish_echo]

Nice

I have no brain today, sorry for the lack of a real comment

[lady_altair]

any word at all is enough! the fact that you took a few minutes to write anything is more than enough, thank you. :o)

[lady_altair]

thank you, i'm so glad you enjoyed!

[wotcher_wombat]

That was very beautiful. You're a very talented writer!

[lady_altair]

thank you! :o)

[liliths_requiem]

Oh Marlene, how tragic you can be.
She's definately one of my favorite minor characters and I love this piece so much.
It's tragically beautiful.