Last year I gave away scarves to my friends on Twitter. T’was most delightful mailing amateurishly crocheted scarves to all my loves…now I’m much better and I have a GAME PLAN!
I’m going to give the scarves away but make people pay $3 for the shipping because when I was unemployed the shipping kicked my ASS!!
Did you enjoy yesterday’s storylette? I hope you did. There’s more you know.
there’s always more.
I can feel the stories building up in my spine.
A shiver of whispers and unclean things, spoken behind the leaves of her hands. I fold my heart away… I fold my heart away.
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He stood on the road, staring out at the fallen night with something that could be called rage. Drifts of dusty snow piled against his legs as he slowly curled and uncurled his mittened fingers into wooly fists.
I could tell he was bargaining with that silent God of his. promising everything just to bring them back again. A second chance at a family…a life… something normal.
But we had him in our grasp again. He was ours and she… with her doe like eyes and silvery innocence was nothing against the pull of his desire to be among us… to be one of us.
To feel a rage so pure that it was like a blessing, to feel a fury so hot it was like a balm.
I could hear Ephete pad up along side me. She pressed her long head against my hip and I blindly reached down to stroke the thick, warm fur of her upright ears.
She whimpered a bit and leaned against my leg. Demanding, in her way, my undivided attention. I stroked her sleek head one last time before pushing her away from me.
On the road his shoulders slumped and he shook his head briskly, dislodging the snow that had piled on top of his dome. He turned, partially towards the house, still looking back over his shoulder hoping… ah, hoping.
I felt myself smiling, that slow almost feral grin, the grin that comes before the kill and Ephete, watching me, shivered in anticipation.
As he started walking towards the house I finally looked at my companion, my minion, my love. “Let’s sever his hope, shall we?” I whispered and Ephete’s harvest moon colored eyes lit up like lanterns before she spun and darted towards the door sliding out just as he came in.
He, unaware of the nature of the beast, laughed as he was unceremoniously shoved aside. “Where is she going in such a rush?” he asked me, pulling his mittens off as he approched.
My grin spread wider. “To teach a lesson.”
There are times when I wish I could just dissipate like smoke. Unfeeling and disassociated from everything around me.
But then I’d miss these moments. When a laugh trembles on the edge of tears, when sunlight gets so bright it blinds.
For the first time in our relationship DJ and I are at that point where everything is calm and quiet and taken care of.
Breathe easy.
This post is just for Garou, because he still stalks me.
Have I told you that I’m proud of you? Yeah, you’re all growed up. Long hair and all. You lost that fine sheen of ‘love me please’ and replaced it with a glimmering patina of ‘I’m more than worth it’.
It makes me smile, I bump my head against yours and love you for all the things you are and forever will be. You’re calm and serene even when you’re a riot on the inside, you’re forgiving to a fault and that helps. Sometimes.
If I could I’d spend the rest of my years knowing you. Tracking how you grow, from leggy weed to steadfast oak.
I’d willingly spend the rest of my years fighting battles for you, protecting you like a babe, snarling savage at anyone I don’t deem good enough to touch even the hem of your garment. No matter how many years may go by though, I’ll remember your bend head and shaggy hair and oh so perfectly brown eyes.
And a smile that tells me more than words that you think I’m worth it, too.
First I love Etsy. I mean everything I’ve come to love and adore are there!
Like this confectionery Vintage Confections owned and run by Heather. She’s amazing and the candies and chocolates are just. so. damn. good!!! Huge portions, unforgettable flavors, smooth chocolates and utter brilliance make her one of my favorite sellers on Etsy. Srsly dude.
Stop by her place, seriously, you won’t regret it.
House hunting AGAIN, for the perfect house. Man have we been subject to a quarter million get-a-house-quick schemes!
I realize the economy is shit, people, but seriously stop trying to steal everyone else’s cash! I need those moneys!
Oh, BTW I have this beautiful, 20 bedroom, 19 story, oceanfront cabin located in Arizona…you can lease-to-own it at a low low low monthly payments! No Credit Check!! Email me for details! *
*I kid. I joke. I’m full of fun. **
**but really…low low monthly payments!
There are only 4 people in this world who make me regret (to the point of tears) the things I do. Don’t tell them. This power they have over me is totally unfair.
Sometimes she laughs for no reason. He always looks over at her, as if she’ll tell him what is so amusing.
She never tells him.
I steamroll over people. It’s like a hobby or something.
I take charge, do what needs to be done… then freak the fuck out when people don’t do what I think they should be doing. And god help them if they fuck up my plans or let the plots and plans fall to the wayside because they’d rather just sit on their ass and not do a goddamned thing.
Just thinking of it makes me want to hit a few people.
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