• Phee commented on the post, efficient 5 years, 12 months ago

    Load. Aim. Fire. Fast. Gotta keep the rhythm going. It’s not going to get any better, girl, if you stop and take your time. We’re under attack. Do you want to be taken down by the Valkyries? How about B311’s assassins? No?

    Then learn. Go go go never stop, never try to do anything else than best.
    Forget everything else and just MOVE.

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  • Phee commented on the post, still 7 years, 10 months ago

    Though winter’s chill was already biting its way through the stone walls of the Nosetti Tower, Phee stoked teh kitchen fire til she was sweating, hoping that the tea would be done soon enough. James and she were still working on plenty of notes, and there was much work to be done. She also still […]

  • Phee commented on the post, however 8 years, 5 months ago

    In the interest of self and family line, she sat down, wearily, onto the bed that she had spent entirely too much in as was. On one hand, they were her closest friends, and people she didn’t want to lose. On the other, she also needed to maintain her lineage, and manage at least one […]

  • Phee commented on the post, shape 8 years, 6 months ago

    Though everyone was nothing but shapes against the dark, dimly lit by the camp fire, she still could feel their eyes upon her as she twisted and turned, writhing to the rhythm of heavy drums and flutes. The night sky cast more light from stars and the moon than the fire proper, causing sequins to […]

  • Phee commented on the post, tangle 8 years, 7 months ago

    The captain had to bodily pull herself out from under the mass of blankets that cold winter’s morn. Spring was nearly a few weeks away, but still the nights’ child made her cold and irritable. It was worse in the sky, during the snowier days, and landing was just impossible then. Last snow storm, they […]

  • Phee commented on the post, wrench 8 years, 7 months ago

    Throwing the wrench to the side, Thia glared in disgust at the broken engine pieces before her. Salvatore rose an eyebrow, trying not to laugh at his captain’s obvious hate of this bit of machinery. The woman scrubbed a hand roughly across her nose, smearing grease and oil across her face.

    “Damnit all to hell.”

  • Phee commented on the post, relatives 8 years, 7 months ago

    When one thinks relatives, one thinks those related by blood. Not so for this poor girl. For her, that family was barely hanging together by a thin, taut thread. No, her true relatives, her true relations, were with friends who didn’t completely desert her after the biggest mistake of her life. It was funny how […]

  • Phee commented on the post, rejection 8 years, 9 months ago

    I’ve known the feeling of total rejection. Not just “I’m sorry” or “no”. I mean, watching them end their very existence, even if only temporarily, just because they hate, despise and fear you. Never before has something like that hurt so much. But, I think I may have grown up a bit because of it.

  • Phee commented on the post, cannon 8 years, 9 months ago

    He cursed, ducking as another thunderous crack resonated heavily in the night air. Flashes of fire and sparks flickered briefly as each sounding of cannon fire broke down another piece of what he loved, tore down his memories and allies with equal disdain.

  • Phee commented on the post, stick 8 years, 9 months ago

    I wish I could keep a single idea long enough. I wish I could do anything but bounce from idea to idea, inspiring others. I wish I wasn’t so scatterbrained. I just want to stick to something, be able to craft it myself rather than depend on others. It makes me feel useless, weak…when all […]

  • Phee commented on the post, wrong 8 years, 9 months ago

    After all that time (was it so long? It couldn’t have been, only a few months…) she had to do it. She had to step back, away from him. There he was, just outside her reach. She messed up, had wronged him. And her. Them both. It wasn’t right to try and break them apart, […]

  • Phee commented on the post, sheets 8 years, 9 months ago

    Slinking further and deeper beneath the covers on the bed, Phee sighed heavily. The blankets barely did anything to combat the cold air, or hide the sound of the rain falling in heavy sheets. Sooner or later she’d have to crawl out of the bed, light the fire, and write last night’s work. There was […]

  • Phee commented on the post, stamps 8 years, 9 months ago

    It’s so simple. simple write a letter, place a stamp on it, and mail it off. Someone does all the foot work, the delivery. Why should it feel so awkward? It’s nothing more than a piece of paper, a scrap of silliness. Yet, there’s something personal about seeing your words in physical form, looping to […]

  • Phee commented on the post, temper 8 years, 9 months ago

    Knowing the shorter woman’s temper, she wasn’t expecting it to be so hard to hear her speak softly, voice full of pain about how she messed up, how she hurt her, and that the woman that he loved was now as physically scarred as herself. Through the tears, the other Dreamers listened to the other […]

  • Phee commented on the post, immense 8 years, 9 months ago

    The feeling of all this…odd power. Silence wrapping itself around me, the whirl of things outside my own knowledge. This immense, overwhelming being, absorbing everything that I am. Something about being a Dreamer in this world is something else.

  • Phee commented on the post, amazed 8 years, 9 months ago

    Looking up into the night sky, I couldn’t help but breath out a heavy breath, watching it freeze in the night sky. The stars, the moon, the velvety deep midnight blue, and I couldn’t help but feel absolutely amazed. It was like my own personal safe place, and nothing could even make it feel anything […]

  • Phee commented on the post, willow 8 years, 9 months ago

    The wind was much harsher than I though it was going to be, regardless of how late in the year it was. The wind whipped through the bare branches of the large willow tree as I made my way through the wetlands of my sponsor’s home. Inside, I knew he’d be waiting with a hot […]

  • Phee commented on the post, teeth 8 years, 9 months ago

    Listening to the wind blow outside, I sigh heavily before regaining my thoughts. Pulling the quill out of my writing kit, I lean back into the chair, eyes closed. Breathing heavily through my teeth, I try to remember what the words I was looking for were. It’s hard not to be absorbed by the cold […]

  • Phee commented on the post, admit 8 years, 9 months ago

    I mist admit, getting that many adventurers into a single room with that little fuss, in Faerie, no less, is rather impressive. No one was killed, maimed, exploded, or worse. Hell, I even managed to get out in as many pieces as I went in with. Information was exchanged, on one butted heads too bad….I […]

  • Phee commented on the post, nail 8 years, 9 months ago

    Throat too dry to talk properly, she dragged a nail through the mud, trying to draw what she wanted to the illiterate group without straining her voice too badly. Ugh, why did she think it was a good idea to accept any drink by any sort of strange creature, much less someone she knew, the […]