SpiritedWolfe

15, to be honest, I don't have a real job for Morn >.< At this moment, the party is readying to set out in search of the diamon again, so ...

Oh, it's alive xD (I was ready to proclaim this dead.) I think a we could go on a short hiatus, though. As now is the season for finals, and ...

Day Twenty-Six - 28. how does one judge without heart? sit down. we've needed to talk for a while. take a drink. it's been a tough day for you, i ...

Phillip - Of the Upstairs So this is Hell? A place so notorious for its everlasting torture of flames licking your skin, but only ending up like a crappy mansion, ...

Day Twenty-Five - 27. If I took six steps backwards, time would still move on without me. Inside my head, I can be frozen, stuck within the endless white expanse, ...

Day Twenty-Four - 26. Fingers flying, breezing over keys too light, too brisk in their tapping and cutting the clack off too short. Injustice to the thought instead of drawn ...

Day Twenty-Three - 25. Stupid Things Perhaps you can dance the night away, among flowers fenced off, with a prompt sign: "Keep out". No wonders why it was placed. The ...

I wrote this a short 20-minute-word-war with a friend to see who could write a better poem. It may not be the best, but there is no editing ^^ Day ...

Day Twenty-One - 23. Crumbling What makes you so whole, so perfect, without cracks splitting through your shell? What makes you so calm, while a blank blizzard strangles me inside? ...

After reading through all the posts, this is what I've come up with on who is where: Reina: Her own room (Second Floor) Gus(tevin): His own room (Second Floor) Phillip ...

Day Twenty - 22. Two Faced {No, dont. - Please do.] [You might be scared but - I don't think it makes sense you seem desperate - ly in control ...

I agree with Iggy that they aren't too similar and that they're fine as is. However, what may be causing this confusion is how the two characters are introduced and/or ...

Day Nineteen - 21. Straight to Voicemail I've counted four months but it's really been eight years since we've seen eye to eye. Or spoken as ourelves, not yet shrouded ...

Day Eighteen - 20. Music If I could put words to the music that flies through my head with fingers sliding, mashing, passing notes from sharp, flat, natural accidentals that ...

It seems there have been some misconceptions on who is where and what's going on xD Oh, and at this point, everyone has been mentioned once at least somewhere, correct?