EDIT: Ha, I did do something in those 20 minute to midnight. Its just the start, but hopefully, it should be enough for me to get the rolling ball. I mean the roll balling. I mean...screw it. There is a limit to what I can do when tired. Anyway, here it is....

[italics]It was happening again. The same damn dream. She tried to wake up, but she knew she couldn’t. Dark silhouettes, wispy shadows in the darkness ran round her. They towered above her. They barely noticed her.
“Sir, they’re coming!”
“No! How did they get this far?”
“It doesn’t matter; we have to go sir, now!”
We can’t leave them here. For the god’s sake, this ones just a child!
Sir, if we don’t move now, then none of us will get away.
We won’t leave them! Now help me move them before-
And then a scream. And another. Then so many more. Always the same screams. And then the roaring, tearing right through her. Then, nothing. No sound, no movement. Just blackness, but for one voice. It was yelling, calling to her. But even that began to fade.[/italics]

Myra woke curled up in a ball on her bed. She was drenched in sweat, and her covers were twisted all over the place. Slowly, she uncurled and lay still. It was still early, the sun barely beginning to shine through the window, dust floating lazily in the beam.
Slowly, she began to climb out of bed, her long, raven hair unfurling behind her, and pulled on her day clothes, a simple tunic and trousers. The fit loosely round her slim frame.


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Haha, I can't believe I spent two weeks planning out ToE then forgot what I was planning. I'll remember...someday D:
God, I really should write something. But theres to much to dooooo, and only 24 hours in a day...painting, homework, warhammer, Age of Reckoning, Left 4 Dead, modelling, terrain making, spray painting,internet surfing, getting ready for christmas...D: why are there only 2 days in a weekend?
Anyway. IF I can get off my lazy ass and write something, I'll post it. Otherwise, expect more Warhammer photos or whatever.
11:40 now...to late to do much productive, but we'll see (I write best when half asleep). Gn'ight, all.
~evilomega13