I'm working the rest of the story. I'll post it tomorrow.
The cabin smells of cedar, flowers, dust and a hint of decay. An old woman stands near a table with her back to a Heather. The woman has long grey hair and is bent over with old age.
"Where am I?" asks Heather.
"Ahh, the prize wakes." says the old woman.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" asks Heather at that moment...
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"Where am I?" asks Heather.
"Ahh, the prize wakes." says the old woman.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" asks Heather at that moment...
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morgan:
aaah...sooo familiar!!! your name isn't Adam, is it?
damn, everytime i see this profile my brain goes PING!
I think i'm still trying to find a cause i'd be willing to die for...I want to find something I can invest that much of my soul in. I just need to be more informed, before I know what that thing is.
damn, everytime i see this profile my brain goes PING!
I think i'm still trying to find a cause i'd be willing to die for...I want to find something I can invest that much of my soul in. I just need to be more informed, before I know what that thing is.
theoriginalsin:
No, not adam I'm afraid sorry.
Well, my personal cause is the freedom of Choice. No matter what the subject is as long as it's not affecting anyone in an adverse way, then people should have a right to choose the path of happiness. We are slowly losing that in this country.
Well, my personal cause is the freedom of Choice. No matter what the subject is as long as it's not affecting anyone in an adverse way, then people should have a right to choose the path of happiness. We are slowly losing that in this country.
Ok, I can't get the photo corrected so I give up, That's how I see the world half of the time anyway.
theoriginalsin:
Ahh, much much better.
morgan:
You look like someone i know!!!!
But...ah...my brain is exploding RIGHT.NOW.
But...ah...my brain is exploding RIGHT.NOW.
I'll keep you updated.