My dreams don't even seem to be able to decide what they'll be. One night I'm watching my father sail away, the next Will is rejecting me all over again, the next I have to watch Cafall being shot ( Read more... )

In case anyone is wondering why they haven't seen me, I'm staying firmly out of the sun until I get my clothes back. Which means any sun.

Crispy albino is not on the menu.

What have I missed?

[OOC: Got caught up in doing other things which is why I wasn't around. It's good having an albino who hides away from the sun, really. xD]

I wish I was back at home making tea for Da and John, with Merryn barking over the stupidest things and people speaking Welsh and talking about sheep and fences and tourists. I wish I could go and see Rhys and listen to him talking about what Mrs Evans knows about Will's family and how the fields are doing and have him tease me about a certain ( Read more... )