 Bookworm sat back, feeling a bit pleased for the first time in days. Mrs. Pritchard and Mrs. Sawyer had, late yesterday, finally removed her from the straightjacket. She was still, of course, locked in the cabin, but the freedom of movement was definitely welcome. Mrs. Sawyer had just been in to bring her lunch, and, today, seemed more disposed to answer questions. "We... |
 Hello everyone. I know it's been a while but I am back, unfortunately I picked one of the worst months for me to come back because after Thursday will be on vacation and away from the computer/SL for a bit. But don't worry I am back and will try and popin when I have a little free time. So glad to be back and hope to see everyone again :3 |
 Dearest Father... Things have gone from wonderful to me being as lost as ever once more. I awoke yesterday to find that all I could hear in my mind was screaming. It sounded like Arnold's screams and I fear something terrible has harmed him... It wasn't his scream of rage or annoyance as per normal. This was fright, Father. Fright that would fell a grown man... I am very worried.... |
 Star knelt on the floor surrounded by pillows peering carefully into a small mirror she'd propped against the bookshelf. She took a hold of a slender, silver handled instrument and carefully, carefully, slid it through the pupil of her mechanical eye. She probed gently, feeling for the soft-spot that Mr. Twig had shown her before he'd released her from his care. When... |
 Felisa hurried away from Gadget's building, still not sure she'd done the right thing. At times the boy sounded so much like Ambrose, it was frightening. But if the information really could help him in this current situation... With such thoughts filling her mind, she nearly missed spotting Arnold ahead. She ducked out of sight, into a large building, out of habit, and then... |
 Miss Book wasn't around to work her usual magic, so I started clicking away. To my horror I realized that some of the photos I *thought* I took of some of the guests, didn't actually take...my humble apologies to a couple... |
 Piper finally caught up with himself after the Geared-Up Jazz session in the Linguistics Studdies main room. Looking at himself he asked, "Is it all settled?" His other self replied, "Yes. Weekly events on Saturday afternoons. But she can't be found to help. I'm not sure if I/we have failed or not. And you?" Feeling like he was looking in a flickering mirror Piper said, "The... |
 King Frederick II of Prussia - Hohenfriedberger March (Barry Lyndon) John Williams - Suo Gan (feat. Ambrosian Junior Choir) (Empire of the Sun) Yutaka Minobe & Takayuki Maeda - Opening Theme (Skies of Arcadia) Randy Edelman - The World of the Heart - Main Title (Dragonheart) Toto - Main Title (Dune) Basil Poledouris - Riddle of Steel (... |
 Friday, November 11, 11:50 PM The sound of boats rocking against their moorings was a rhythmic percussive chant that the young couple had long since grown accustomed to. An unusually quiet night, she thought, though it was getting late. There was no other sound save for the click of their boots as they walked arm in arm along the water’s edge. He leaned in... |
I got up from my chair when the doors to the library swung open and a 27-foot long reptile, supported by 18 thick limbs, entered the room. It's large head was similar to that of an angler fish and it's bluish skin was almost translucent. It was covered by what looked like an emerald green tarpaulin that had been knitted using iridescent yarn. "It's about time," I said. "... |
 Transmogrifications ((for phaedra with thanks)) She found it... or perhaps it found her?... down on the piers. Clearly it had been birthed by the sea...or dropped from the sky?... A mechanical orb, encrusted with semiprecious stones and engraved with fascinating patterns... it may have been a crysalis, she fancied, or an egg... and, holding... |
 As I ascended out of the ocean I noticed that I needed to refuel. I forgot that traveling through the Vortex, even within the same temporal location, would still burn through power and it had been a long time since I had refueled. The timelock prevented me from accessing the normal refueling points, but I had found a way to convert Aetheric power into a makeshift fuel source. While I was... |
