by major tom » Fri Nov 27, 2009 5:24 am
''Yeah,'' Prim said, not paying attention. She was sketching in her journal. She had a realistic, vivid dream last night, so she decided to draw it to see if it would make more sense on paper. If not, maybe one of the other angels would understand what it meant.
Phenex touched down on the ground, slightly disgruntled that he lost. A chilly breeze chilled his neck, and he pulld his jacket up a bit. It's that time of year again? He thought but didn't say anything. ''C'mon, let's go inside.'' Phenex said, looking back at the grocery store, its lights like a beacon in the darkness. He was eager to get out of the cold.
My name is Tiger, and your name is not Tiger, and I'm here to make you think about death and get sad and stuff. A few of my interests include science fiction, video games, comic books, girl bands, wearing too much eye makeup, and dismantling the patriarchy. My preferred required pronouns are they/them/their.