01-14-2012, 01:57 PM
yep. :3 sorry, I've been swamped trying to hammer out winter term.
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Blaise closed her eyes against the blinding white that had gently swallowed her, as tiny crystals were beginning to needle her eyes. At first, she liked the soft brightness holding her from all sides and did not wish to leave it. Then, the heat of her small body began to melt the snow, the small space became a suffocating dungeon and the impenetrable white started to frighten her. In sudden frustration, she wriggled violently, struggling against the freezing snow, until her head popped to the surface like a meerkat's, snow piled on top of her nose.
The pup pulled herself out of the snowdrift and rolled onto her side in a sporadic, awkward motion. Her chest heaved and the free air soothed her anger. Now that she was out of that tiny cold space, she felt much, much better. Blaise lifted her head and looked over her shoulder, back toward the manor, and her eyes blazed with surprise and happiness. Armiss! she squealed while leaping to her feet. Remembering her manners, the gray pup crawled on her belly toward the young woman who had played a big role in saving her life, ears against her head. She repeated what she had done the first time she met Artemis and swiped her tongue across pale paws, unable to reach her face gracefully. Play wiff me?
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blaise
sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you
Blaise closed her eyes against the blinding white that had gently swallowed her, as tiny crystals were beginning to needle her eyes. At first, she liked the soft brightness holding her from all sides and did not wish to leave it. Then, the heat of her small body began to melt the snow, the small space became a suffocating dungeon and the impenetrable white started to frighten her. In sudden frustration, she wriggled violently, struggling against the freezing snow, until her head popped to the surface like a meerkat's, snow piled on top of her nose.
The pup pulled herself out of the snowdrift and rolled onto her side in a sporadic, awkward motion. Her chest heaved and the free air soothed her anger. Now that she was out of that tiny cold space, she felt much, much better. Blaise lifted her head and looked over her shoulder, back toward the manor, and her eyes blazed with surprise and happiness. Armiss! she squealed while leaping to her feet. Remembering her manners, the gray pup crawled on her belly toward the young woman who had played a big role in saving her life, ears against her head. She repeated what she had done the first time she met Artemis and swiped her tongue across pale paws, unable to reach her face gracefully. Play wiff me?
ghosts are now waiting for you, are you dreaming?
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