seen with mrkinch
"When you see this, post a bit of poetry in your own journal."
Long was the way that fate them bore,
O'er stony mountains cold and grey,
Through halls of iron and darkling door,
And woods of nightshade morrowless.
The Sundering Seas between them lay,
And yet at last they met once more,
And long ago they passed away
In the forest singing sorrowless.
I also offer a link to the little shown "slashy villanelles" that Flick and I wrote
Just before he woke up, jim leaned over and said, "Thank you for helping me with the pork atoms."
Is there a superperson who got their powers from protons? I am getting a second chance at having an origin. I am about to start proton…
Jim came in to check on me while I was napping. I don't know what I was dreaming about, but I asked him why he had ordered the double booked full…