quelloras:  Gallaria tossed and turned in bed, pulling herself

quelloras: Gallaria tossed and turned in bed, pulling herself

quelloras:  writingjustforgiggles:  quelloras:  Gallaria tossed

quelloras: writingjustforgiggles: quelloras: Gallaria tossed

————– Every morning before he found

————– Every morning before he found

—— Vyl’s musings —–  Taffy, Galla’s

—— Vyl’s musings —– Taffy, Galla’s

nordravn:  Friston Forest by Alan MacKenzie on Flickr.  —————–

nordravn: Friston Forest by Alan MacKenzie on Flickr. —————–

kvallning:  Own  ————– I hope today’s

kvallning: Own ————– I hope today’s

quelloras:  It was dark. The fog in her mind had receded, but

quelloras: It was dark. The fog in her mind had receded, but

quelloras:  Now if there were only a way to incorporate turnips

quelloras: Now if there were only a way to incorporate turnips

quelloras:  She didn’t care about the healers. She had tried

quelloras: She didn’t care about the healers. She had tried

1924us:     —————————

1924us:   —————————

quelloras:  She was alone. Again. She paced the bedroom in the

quelloras: She was alone. Again. She paced the bedroom in the

woodendreams:  (by Carlos Rojas)  ——————

woodendreams: (by Carlos Rojas) ——————

kittehkats:  Ginger2  Found on 500px.com  ———————-

kittehkats: Ginger2 Found on 500px.com ———————-

mymindlessnessballsohard:  Don’t be skurrd :)  Please tell

mymindlessnessballsohard: Don’t be skurrd :) Please tell

He wanted nothing more than to protect her, why did it always

He wanted nothing more than to protect her, why did it always

Silversong's Secrets

Silversong's Secrets

baelios:   “It’s just you and Vyl lining up to fuck me,

baelios: “It’s just you and Vyl lining up to fuck me,

————- It’s a simple thing, breakfast.

————- It’s a simple thing, breakfast.

It's official ...

It's official ...

finally got a picture in my head … it’s not *quite*

finally got a picture in my head … it’s not *quite*

quelloras:  aseaofquotes:  Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar  It wasn’t

quelloras: aseaofquotes: Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar It wasn’t

It may not have had literal blood on it, but what was offered

It may not have had literal blood on it, but what was offered

writingjustforgiggles:  It may not have had literal blood on

writingjustforgiggles: It may not have had literal blood on

omgcica:  omgcica  ———– Wandering around

omgcica: omgcica ———– Wandering around

writingjustforgiggles:  mymindlessnessballsohard:  Don’t be

writingjustforgiggles: mymindlessnessballsohard: Don’t be

kenasilverbrook:  michaelfaudet:  Smitten by Michael Faudet

kenasilverbrook: michaelfaudet: Smitten by Michael Faudet

writingjustforgiggles:  kenasilverbrook:  michaelfaudet:  Smitten

writingjustforgiggles: kenasilverbrook: michaelfaudet: Smitten

So many possibilities, and here I am alone again - wandering

So many possibilities, and here I am alone again - wandering

Jayyson Shadowchase

Jayyson Shadowchase

iglovequotes:  Daily dose of love quotes here

iglovequotes: Daily dose of love quotes here

Writing Just for Giggles

Writing Just for Giggles

Jayyson Shadowchase

Jayyson Shadowchase

she hurts

she hurts

The ranger stops in front of the weathered door and simply stares,

The ranger stops in front of the weathered door and simply stares,

writingjustforgiggles:  The ranger stops in front of the weathered

writingjustforgiggles: The ranger stops in front of the weathered

—- He remembered learning to shoot a bow early on, learning

—- He remembered learning to shoot a bow early on, learning