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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; height: 320px; width: 300px; font-family: times new roman; color: TEXT COLOR; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;] // . . . i have been inactive, and i don't want to kill my charie off. i might come back sometime, but it'll be a long time, too busy. :( I had never felt any better. Until, I, er. . . I don't know what happened. I was strolling about, testing out all of my powers. It was fascinating, really. Shapeshifting, colored fluids (I mean like, blood, spit, tears,) flowers wherever I stepped, and glowing. I mean, who ISNT fascinated. I leant on a tree, just sitting there. Suddenly, I felt unusually weak, and tired. Sleepiness was gnawing on the edges of my brain-brain. And pain. The world was suddenly dark, and I padded to the nursery. It could just be any normal headache. Let me just fall asleep. But I fell asleep quicker than I bargained for. Once I stood in my nest, I fell asleep. Or so I think. I couldn't wake up, no matter how much I tried. It's like I was stuck in my mind, my dreams. I don't think I can wake up until someone helps. At least. . . tries. [/fancypost] |
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