Saturday, March 28, 2015. The days are getting shorter and shorter and the time is flying by! Been a busy week this week. Felt like we were chickens running around with our heads cut off. The last one we had was my fist transfer out.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010. Another day, another batch of wounded. No word yet on whether it was the scourge or the forsaken. Not to sound old, but I remember when this was all farmland, far as the eye could see.

Isa and Jess partent pour la Bretagne.

Born this Way, Part XCV. Switching on echoed in all of their ears, and the great lights of the arena glared down at them, illuminating the entire complex. All of them were visible to each other, including the other two lost souls, Ashandarei and Falkoen. Elicoor lowered his staff to hold it in both hands, and Khoura stopped, having been prowling along until the light exposed them all. Ash looked up in the stand.