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Fireborn: Miserable Morning
Dec. 17th, 2009 12:34 amWelcome to my new LJ friends, ![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
rhienelleth jaymes_f themaskmaker mikandra patesden mystique_muse enmuse dormouse_in_tea quill_quirks sweetmusic_27 merfab mael_brigde. And welcome also to my Twitter friends who may visit here.
For anyone who has not been following Fireborn, the story starts here, with Wings On His Fingers.
ORCHID
Despite her efforts, and the discomfort of being tied to the tree, Orchid dozed. She had flown long and hard the day before, and tiredness overtook her.
She woke with Skimmer slapping her face. “Drink this.” He held a cup with bad-smelling liquid in it. It reminded her of the herbs that Mud’s mother had been gathering. Orchid glared at him.
( "Drink it or... )
As always, comments are very welcome.
rhienelleth jaymes_f themaskmaker mikandra patesden mystique_muse enmuse dormouse_in_tea quill_quirks sweetmusic_27 merfab mael_brigde. And welcome also to my Twitter friends who may visit here. For anyone who has not been following Fireborn, the story starts here, with Wings On His Fingers.
ORCHID
Despite her efforts, and the discomfort of being tied to the tree, Orchid dozed. She had flown long and hard the day before, and tiredness overtook her.
She woke with Skimmer slapping her face. “Drink this.” He held a cup with bad-smelling liquid in it. It reminded her of the herbs that Mud’s mother had been gathering. Orchid glared at him.
( "Drink it or... )
As always, comments are very welcome.
