Shame about the doorway... I almost started to like it here.  Curses turning the world topsy-turvy, blood and anger boiling the air, so many nice people to meet--mm.  Won't miss having my eyes half-covered, though.

Put the tea party on hold, Dawn.  We'll all meet again, and it will keep.  Connor--tell Daddy goodbye for me, sweet?  Someday, maybe, we ( Read more... )

There was a man once said

When I spread out my hand here today,
I catch no more than a ray
To feel of between thumb and fingers;
No lasting effect of it lingers.

I heard him today, outside.  He didn't have a thing to say to the daisies, no matter how loud they spoke.

We would have had a fine time, but lunch got away--purpled up my face and didn't ( Read more... )