[The video pops on, a little shaky at first. As Angeal’s sitting down there’s a nice view of the forest, only… a large, unusual gap between a set of trees.

Angeal sighs, resting his elbow on his knee and his head on his hand, looking into the camera rather peevish.]

On the plus side, my muscle tone is starting to come back rather quickly without the ( Read more... )

Karma is a peculiar thing. It determines the future of your next life. But what of us? Do our actions from our previous homes dictate the kind of life we have here? We are still ourselves.  No new life. Only moved elsewhere.

-- The snow isn’t so bad when the wind isn’t howling. Even on an open field, it’s enjoyable.

( [**Private to Lucrecia, 99% Unhackable;] )