Ryker; tagged: Kanen "A bit, yeah." he said, licking her nose.
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time
Ryker; tagged: Kanen He snuggled into her fur and again and wagged the tip of his tail a bit.
(The RP's about 70% done....)
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time
Ryker; tagged: Kanen "Nappity-nappers..." he giggled, slowly beginning to fall asleep.
(Yep. Just have to post it now and then get forms and such up on its discussion thread....)
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time
Ryker; tagged: Kanen He slowly fell asleep, readjusting his position slightly every once in a while.
(Heh... Also, I do have two female characters right now, but I will add a male later. Don't have time tonight.)
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time
Ryker; tagged: Kanen He fell into a deep sleep and dreamed once again, this time of running through wildflower-dotted fields with Kanen.
(Still working on it. Have to get the forms for my two charries done and then that should be it... I'll post a link on the Bitter Snows discussion thread once it's up.)
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time