**I'll bring you in when I can come on the computer, TeddyBear. Just let me have a bit of time since I'm sorta grounded.. but I should be able to do something about it by tonight **
Suppose for a moment that the heart has two heads, that the heart has been chained and dunked in a glass booth filled with river water. The heart is monologuing about hesitation and fulfillment while behind the red brocade the heart is drowning. - R.S
Whimsy sat in her usual place at the castle, leaning back in her unrightful stone chair that was tangled with vines. She had her eyes closed, embracing the cool wind that swept through the overgrown garden like a hug. She took a deep breath, wondering how those new ones were getting on, but the loyal vampire was still in her head. How could he show so much trust in someone he knew nothing over.
Whimsy, eyes closed, whistled lightly through her lips, summoning someone to her side. Whoever showed up first would be in for a treat ...
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Sorry its short ...
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person.
I walked through the castle garden, bored. Nobody was around, and nothing interesting was happening at the moment.
I walked past Whimsy and smiled when I saw her in her usual chair. "Hey," I said. She opened her eyes and looked at me, a smile spreading across her lips.
*Sorry, that was short. I wasn't exactly sure what to do.*
"Whimsy" i said as a stood by her side. Ever since i had been accepted i had been staying close to Whimsy eager to learn the history of my new family and their legends. Especially sinceone of our own legends had allowed my grandfather also Mikael to take the LA throne using the Zaranastra.
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.
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