Poetry and prose from now on...
Why?
I dropped the frikkin scanner...and the glasss inside shattered.
With any luck I can get a tablet...*hopes*


Sakura Mouring You cant be serious!Sakura Mouring by ~calysto-antonsen
Sorry Red, but you have got to go.
I dont even know the guy!
A sigh. Whether you knew Jamus or not, he is still family.
But, mom
Listen sweetie, I know its tough. But the funeral is important.
Fine.
Viola, I have no black clothing. Nothing! And the funeral is in two days
Hn. I will assist your lack of fashion, he says. I think. After all, he doesnt talk much even though hes my best friend.


A Permanent Solution The air was heavy and slightly damp. A musty sort of smell invaded my senses as if I had been kept on a shelf for a long time like a forgotten toy. I tried to reach in front of me, by my hand smacked into something just before my face. I was lying down. Running my along the surface I came to the conclusion it was some kind of wood paneling.A Permanent Solution by ~calysto-antonsen
Stretching my arms to the sides I found they were similarly confined, only this time by what might have once been soft satin, but was now a lumpy barrier between the way out of this place and myself.
I suddenly felt claustrophobic, trapped. I had little to no range of movement, and for a short momen