I think Basil was going to post next... I would post again, but I was sort of advised not to.
"I've got dreams like you--no really!--just much less, touchy-feeley. They mainly happen somewhere warm and sunny on an island that I own, tanned and rested and alone surrounded by enormous piles of money." -Flynn Rider, Tangled
I will have a post up soon!! I'm so sorry, I only have fifteen minutes on the computer a day ... but now I have a laptop, so expect something soon!!
Dorian, are you the one adding all the spices to our food? Of course I am. Why? Because frankly the food here tastes like poorly cooked sawdust. It genuinely tastes how Solas looks.
No, no, far from it. It's not to late at all. I have a spot reserved for you
Millions of miles from home In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of this storm When I'm rolling with the thunder But bleed from thorns Leave a light, a light on.
While we're waiting, may I do a short post with Mao training new soldiers? Just to get things moving again...
"I've got dreams like you--no really!--just much less, touchy-feeley. They mainly happen somewhere warm and sunny on an island that I own, tanned and rested and alone surrounded by enormous piles of money." -Flynn Rider, Tangled
I hope you feel better soon! Thanks for making an effort to get it in.
Millions of miles from home In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of this storm When I'm rolling with the thunder But bleed from thorns Leave a light, a light on.
I shouldn't have to ask, but why is no one posting? This is a really awesome SB, and i'm the only one who's posted. We can't just let it die right out of the gate, you guys >.>
"What is dead my never die, but rises again, larger and stronger..."
*Ride like Lightening, crash like Thunder*
"Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no lies..."
Hey, @AfterTheStorm, is that post ready yet? Please don't let this die...
Millions of miles from home In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of this storm When I'm rolling with the thunder But bleed from thorns Leave a light, a light on.
There was nothing he enjoyed more than a good book. He'd wander into the study, take down some leather-bound volume, and eat it. — Terence Brady (dog owner)
