"Will I Lose My Dignity? Will Someone Care...?"

^___^ Happy birthday, tiamatschild! *loves on*

Observe! I have written you a present! And it is crazy mad random!

( Box World )

"On a dark winter's night, on the west coast of Claire..."

OMG. Waen just wrote the most beautiful, beautiful fic in the world. It is Twenty-Thousand Leagues. You are required to read it, because it is beautiful.

She would like to note that it was largely inspired by The Last Unicorn and Song of the Dodo, but I have read neither of these books and still find it beautiful, so apparently they are not instrumental for your enjoyment. Now. Read it. It's short. You have no excuse. <3 <3 <3

( Unicorn )

"How Are Things in Glokkamorra? Is That Little Brook Still Leapin' There?"

Freewrite fiction.

( Random Fandom )

"Witches Can Be Right; Giants Can Be Good..."

To-day was Mary's funeral. Not my Mary, from Stoneybridge, but the Mary from church, who founded our library and everything. Am really not good with funerals. >_<

Acting, though, lovely and splendid, and Waen and I had pizza for supper while Mum and da' went to a reunion, and we had a good time, though I've offended her now by playing the song erinpuff wrote. It's an absolutely beautiful, fantastic song, and I cannot possibly say how much I love it. *loves* But, of course, Waen considers that any poetry written while she was playing the piano is hers.

Have accomplished nothing, but finished The Metamorphosis. Entirely disillusioned in Gregor's sister. The ending was sad, but in a funny sort of way. Not anguished, really, because one can tell things are going to be better from now on, but Gregor! --And yet, somehow, one couldn't like him very much by the end. I don't know. Am sorry. Now reading Mrs. Dalloway.

Lawrence of Arabia makes me cry.