

NaNoWriMo day 2They found her in the kitchen, talking to a young scullery girl. She jumped when she saw them.NaNoWriMo day 2
"Children, is everything all right? How are you feeling?"
"We're all right, Nana, really. We just wanted to ask you to help us pack for the funeral."
"Pack?" Nana gasped. "The King won't be buried here?"
"No. He will be buried next to my mother."
"In Briennes? You're going to Briennes? Castian, are you sure that's wise?"
"No," the prince sighed, "but I can't bear the thought of laying him to rest


NaNoWriMo day one"And during the rule of the king Domaeris the Wise, the Naeronii were first admitted into the King's guards. That was in the year of Khan 1327. That was also the year the King Domaes passed away," the voice of the man talking was dry, as was his appearance. He was dressed neatly in the court blues, his jacket straight and without wrinkles, his trousers spotless and his shoes freshly polished. His face was cleanly shaven, his hair cut by the latest fashion. His eyes showed neither amusement nor boredom. He continued: "His successor was king Jamerson the Third, his rule lasting for 37 prosperous years. He had two children, Rodnick and Simeon. TNaNoWriMo day one
Me so horny
Snow Leopard
by ~atomicpixel
by ~jasonj05
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What happened to you?
Mah, I got into a fight with my boyfriend, and although NaNo wasn't the official reason one of the things he was pissed about was "what the hell are you obsessing about at the computer 24/7", so it kind of killed the writing mood for me the next couple of days... And when I started again, I was so behind on the word cound that I still don't dare set foot in the chat because I know I won't be able to pull my head out of it if I do
I see you made it to 50000 already, you insane creature. Congratulations!
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Hi, my name is Tanna and I'm an emotoholic...
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I may not be perfect, but Jesus thinks I'm to die for.
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"... And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the Telegraph road ..."
Dire Straits
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