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Shifting Realities
Portsmouth, New Hampshire ( Read more... ) -
(Topics for the Pillow Book)
Hey there,
I was going through and looking at the requests for PB entries because I'm hankering to do another one and I wanted to address the previous comments made. (And also, because I'm not exactly sure of what to write next and I'm hoping that any sort of conversation may ping something more solid.)
I'd like to see glimpses of Seiko when she ( Read more... ) -
.........Pillow...( AfterLight )...Book...........
August 13, 1885, Higashi-Osaka, Honshu, Japan
Winter is:
a bare tree.
a visible breath.
a deep chill.
a silence.
a buried hope.
Michiru-san is leaving the pleasure house ( Read more... ) -
Another Telegram
An hour later..
IGNORE PREVIOUS TELEGRAPH STOP WATCH YOUR BACK STOP UNEXPECTED
DEVELOPMENTS STOP MUST CONSULT HUSBAND AND ARCHBISHOP STOP LOVE YOU
STOP KAATJE STOP
Seiko's frustration reached it's pinnacle.
What the fuck is going on?She reached out to knock over a nearby vase and caught herself before she made impact, she could not spend the ( Read more... ) -
Letting Go
May 30, 2005 Portsmouth, New Hampshire ( Read more... ) -
A Moment's Pause
Portsmouth, New Hampshire, May 22, 2005 ( Read more... ) -
(Seiko and quizzes!)
Thanks to Katrina for having this on her lj, I shamelessly stole the link and did the quiz from Seiko's perspective.
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Coincidental Intersections
The Docks, Portsmouth, NH May 17, 2005 ( Read more... ) -
(FYI)
Hey folks,
I don't know how long it will be but I'm only going to be available online (on AIM) during the day for the next week or so. I'm hoping that by the end of the week we'll have figured something out where my toasted DSL box is concerned.
If you need anything, feel free to msg here or my email at janeka at g mail dot com. -
.....Pillow...( AurorA )...Book.....
January 1st, 1884. Higashi-Osaka, Honshu, Japan.
The Nature of Love is:
Death,
Joy,
Fiction,
Power,
Subordination,
Fact,
Pain,
Life.
It is the first day of my new life. My training with Michiru and Haruka has come to an end. My mother is ready for me to be of more use to her. Tonight I will go to a man for the first time, though there are ( Read more... )