January 2011
140 - Anywhere →
The sun had just set behind the mountains, one incredible sunset of those which had fed her soul for the last 17 years. It was just like her soul was drinking and diving into the…
137 - The Curse of the Syllogism →
“So now ya owe me” he softly said.
Silvia frowned, questioning, not fooled by his warm, affectionate voice.
“Now it’s yar turn to gimme a week, to play my every day…