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by Ammy2-56 » Sun Jun 12, 2016 2:28 am
Ryker; tagged: Kanen, Luna
He stayed silent as they talked, still somewhat uneasy about this "trance" thing.
(Sorry I was gone for so long, guys... Totally wasn't out playing with the neighbor's dog. (I don't have a dog of my own... *sniffu*))
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Ammy2-56 on Sun Jun 12, 2016 2:36 am, edited 1 time in total.
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.
xxAmmy, 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
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Doing the best I can in a strange time
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by Ammy2-56 » Sun Jun 12, 2016 2:39 am
Ryker; tagged: Kanen, Luna
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Kanen." he muttered back, glancing nervously at Luna.
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.
xxAmmy, 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
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by freehugs » Sun Jun 12, 2016 2:42 am
Form: Wolf
Name: Ester (eh-stuh-r)
Gender:Female
Age: 3 (in human years)
Is he/she old enough to have a mate/have cubs? (yes)
Personality: Aggressive and defensive towards other wolves, she can also be very mature yet humerous.
History: Born in December, she was known to her playmates as “the cold hearted wolf” They would taunt her and call her evil, which is how she became quite isolated and unopened to her feelings towards others. Her mother and father are possibly still alive but she hasn't seen them since she was 2
Mate: none (currently)
Crush: none currently
Other: none

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