I write there more than here...not that anyone cares


LostI took the bus home Looking hard for something worth seeing, Anything to bring me back Where have I been for so long? Where am I going? What sort of stops have I missed?Lost
And did anyone notice that I rode around twice?


DisintegrationThe last shadow leaves late From the room that begs my slumberDisintegration
I'll beckon unwanted company close; Tonight's sleep will be tough trying
Even as lids drip, and drop, and drain me, I shall not succumb to the vast, lazy sea
Stagnant in wait of its chance When shreds of shining safety falter
And no longer will shadows shift; Only disintegrate
Only disintegrate Only disintegrate
October 31

Russian Roulette .DeadOrAlive.By - Marla F. Author's notes: This is a rather short, very dark piece of Christie/Helena fiction, because I feel they have the most interesting connection, and that some deliciously angst, dark things are possible between those two. There is not much Dead or Alive fiction that goes deeper, so here is my attempt at being 'deeper', getting into the soul of Helena and portraying a character that was never explained well in the actual games. Helena's POV.Russian Roulette .DeadOrAlive.
Rating: R, for darkness, seriousness, and some f/f sex (nothing too graphic though)
Feedback: Pretty please? Drop a line and make me one happy camper.  
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"There will always be hope, wherever you are, until you yourself abandon it. Never forget that!" - Lost Odyssey
She closed her eyes, not to sleep and not to think, but to do just the opposite: to stop thinking and simply exist.
My arm seems to be healing well so far. I just hope I'm not over-cleaning it and such. *shrug*
Thanks for asking, love. -hugs-
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"Except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars, well, I'm fine. Thank you for asking"
-Maria Mena, A few small bruises
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"There will always be hope, wherever you are, until you yourself abandon it. Never forget that!" - Lost Odyssey
She closed her eyes, not to sleep and not to think, but to do just the opposite: to stop thinking and simply exist.
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"There will always be hope, wherever you are, until you yourself abandon it. Never forget that!" - Lost Odyssey
She closed her eyes, not to sleep and not to think, but to do just the opposite: to stop thinking and simply exist.
I've missed u as well!
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"Except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars, well, I'm fine. Thank you for asking"
-Maria Mena, A few small bruises
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The great thing about human language is that it prevents us from sticking to the matter at hand.
-- Lewis Thomas
PromptOlympics! Be a hero and join us! [link]
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"Except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars, well, I'm fine. Thank you for asking"
-Maria Mena, A few small bruises
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"There will always be hope, wherever you are, until you yourself abandon it. Never forget that!" - Lost Odyssey
She closed her eyes, not to sleep and not to think, but to do just the opposite: to stop thinking and simply exist.
--
"Except for a few small bruises, cuts and scars, well, I'm fine. Thank you for asking"
-Maria Mena, A few small bruises
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"There will always be hope, wherever you are, until you yourself abandon it. Never forget that!" - Lost Odyssey
She closed her eyes, not to sleep and not to think, but to do just the opposite: to stop thinking and simply exist.
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