[ You can like this if you want a starter, if anyone does I’ll get to it later–now I have to study. I’ll most likely be lurking over here, if anyone wants to follow. ]

         Talking flowers could be horribly rude sometimes
         and also terribly distracting when she wasn’t exercising
         some measure of caution in Wonderland. And really, one
         should always proceed carefully when in Wonderland.
         So in the end she supposed that it was her fault for getting
         lost within the overgrown trees and ending up walking
         through tea cups and hollow forms that could be buildings.

                  Yes, she was
                  completely and
                  absolutely lost.

                                                               Was that truly a surprise?

                           Brushing her bangs out of her eyes she
                           peered up at the sky, which was a
                           peculiar shade between pink and
                           orange and purple. Maybe even
                           a hint of red. Pretty but–even the sky
                           was distracting!

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                                             Oh, maybe she should
                                             just ask the flowers where
                                             she should be headed.

         There was the slightest breeze and she
         exhaled quietly. Softly. Just a breath in
         the wind and she took a step forwards
         before backtracking as someone brushed
         right past her and she inhaled and exhaled
         again. No harm done, and she didn’t mind.

                           A flash of dark fabric caught her eye though and she
                           gazed after it before starting into motion and trailing
                           after the scrap drifting in the breeze. Thin fingers
                           plucked it out of the air and she turned towards the
                           retreating back of the stranger, before taking off
                           after them.

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                                             ”Excuse me, sir—
                                             I think you may
                                             have dropped this.”

mercenaiire:

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          “Well, I don’t wanna eat it too slow. Gotta get it out of the way, y’know?”

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         ”That’s true, but wouldn’t you want to savor it too?”

gunblxde:

roseamilitis:

 THE SKY IS THE LIMIT

                             S K Y P I R A T I N G S

             ”Take to the skies. It is but the limit in this world.

         Aye, but then again what are limitations to the leading man?”

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         Things to do, or so it seemed
         which really was strange
         enough on its own.

         Oh well.

                           Had to get started somewhere.

keyblxde:

                    ❝  His name is Sora.

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mercenaiire:

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         “Do you think I could eat a whole cake on my own?”

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         ”Maybe, if you paced yourself…”

l-ygi:

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After all, why not?  I’m ten off my next mini-milestone,
and yesterday my blog turned 1 year, 11 months old.
This will end…  sometime tomorrow morning I think.

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falsamilitis:

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Huffs.

      ❝—’Least someone does.

Oi.
      Are you implyin’ I can’t build a nice house?

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         ”Lots of people have faith in you—“

                           Just not with building houses.
                           Or something like that, anyway.

         “I’m not implying that…
                  construction can be very dangerous though.”