BlogHide Resteemsjin0uga (25)in fiction • 7 years agoSome Days - Part 2I spent the first five minutes of my morning glowering at the ceiling. I could faintly make out the curled edges of peeling paint, and mentally noted to scrape them off before the decay got too far.…jin0uga (25)in fiction • 7 years agoSome Days - Part 1Out of the seven days we call a week, Tuesday is the only one worth accolades and eternal praise. It’s a universal fact nothing bad can happen. It might be passable, boring, or quiet, but never bad…jin0uga (25)in fiction • 7 years agoRoaming HandsI could never understand why Griffin was popular among the Princess’s inner circle. I stood guard with my back to the door, watching as the man was drooled over by women with bloodlines stated to be…
