[ooc: To those still around, it was awesome and life changing, and this is rather painful so I'll keep it short. Time to officially let go of the muse so, in case anyone should want him at any time he'll be free for the taking.

Bye.]

Got a message from home today. I won't go into the details, but I'll have to travel there shortly.

I think someone has moved to the house next doors, but I haven't seen them yet. That house has been empty for a while now ( Read more... )

Realized today it's been a really long time since I posted here, even for me ( Read more... )

[There had been a letter in their post box that morning, along with a few ads for sales and an electricity bill. Berwald frowned down at the slightly scuffed and stamp encrusted envelope. It looked like it had had a long travel, and there was no return address. Shrugging at the mystery, he went to kitchen to get a knife and slice it open, eyes ( Read more... )

I haven't really been around for... a while now? You know how it goes, got busy before the holidays and atm I don't have that much to do but still a few things + slightly burned out. I *might* be able to do some threading if anyone wants to over the holidays... at least before 28th December to about a week further when I'll be travelling. >3 ( Read more... )

Again, I've neglected blogging... though I suppose it makes little difference ( Read more... )

Berwald leaned his elbow onto the table, making a short noise of agreement into the phone he was holding. For a moment, a smile hovered on his normally grave face, and then he said farewell to his father and ended the call ( Read more... )

As the the sun rose that sunday morning, it found the hall full of cardboard boxes of various size, as well as a few pieces of out of place furniture. Berwald had already driven over some boxes since Sindre and Valdi had made the decision to move in, and they'd already gotten rid of some furniture that had been decided was not worth keeping, but ( Read more... )

When the phone rang, Berwald had his hands embedded in dough. He frowned at the persistent ringing for a moment, before wiping the worst of the flour from his hands with a small sigh and digging the cellphone from the pocket of his jeans ( Read more... )

I realized today I haven't posted here in a while... again. A lot has happened, both good and bad. Me and Sindre, we're together now, and that's good. It's very good, actually, despite everything else. And I suppose that rest of it... well, there's always something, right?