... but I don't want to have an anxiety attack...

It's been much too long since I've updated here...

it makes me think about integrating it more into my regular postings... but most people read the other. Most people don't know about the dreams...

Part of the reason I like this name more I suppose...
Dream... elusive... mmm... I like dreaming... I think I'm going to go do that now...

“No one picks up hitchhikers anymore.” I muttered as I entered what appeared to be a small, calm bar. With a small wave of my hand and muttered rhyme I caused Salem to half walk in mist. This caused the gaze of a human to simply slide off of him as though he weren’t there. Should he start to misbehave though, well, the dragon’s breath would vanish ( Read more... )

"You know, they say that the truth will set you free ( Read more... )

"Yours was the kiss that counted
The one that mattered
My life before me undone
This would be the kiss that counted
The one that shattered my defenses
Bringing me emotion
And devotion”
~ Catie Curtis

He was frustrated, and terribly confused. ( Continued... )

I was wearing fairly regal clothing, considering where I was going. Most people who I knew would say that I should have been wearing the strongest armor my people make. However, that would have only been a direct display of distrust, and that was not what I wanted to portray.

( I learned a new LJ feature! )

“I can’t stand this much longer.” Eriu complained as he paced the ground in front of where I sat. I tried to give him a sympathetic smile, “The day will be here soon ( Read more... )

Emanya and I sat on the wooden chairs outside of the principal’s office.
We sat there; knocking each other’s feet back and forth, as we waited for our father to come out of the office.
“Think we’re in trouble?” Emanya asked acting as though she didn’t care about the answer.
“Nah. We didn’t really do anything wrong this time.” I said to reassure

I leaned against the bar, my elbow resting on top and my heel propped up by the foot-bar along the bottom. The bar was made of a lovely dark oak-wood. I set my empty glass down on the top and watched Eriu and his new challenger briefly. The other young man had just landed a solid left-hook to Eriu’s jaw. Eriu came bouncing right back, the sweat ( Read more... )

"Aye, but what will the day bring?"
She paused a moment with a thoughtful look on her face before
looking up at me with a smirk and a twinkle in her eye and replying,
"Mostly, the day will bring light."