The main gate of the city had been set upon by Yetlin's army since the onset of the battle with the assault lead by the ogres and their warchief, whom the people of Gohlen feared. When the gate broke at last after a dozen suns it seemed the city was lost. The warchief stepped in drunk with his victory and sure that the citizens would simply give up. Instead he found a stoic figure before him, a small shield over its right arm and a hooked pole in its left hand.
Faird was a big man, muscled and tough. He'd been a soldier in the Taevan army before coming to Gohlen, a veteran turned deserter by too much bloodshed. Being a foreigner he'd never b
My head hurts. My head hurts, my nose is stuffed, and my throat doesn't feel so great either. Could be I'm sick, could be I'm sleep deprived. Could be both. Anyway you slice it the pie's still rotten. I've also been going back and forth out of a funk, I was coming out of it yesterday and now today I have plummeted back down. I just . . .
I really hate being this way.
Oh yeah, I'm not dead, and I'm starting something different for art this semester. It's an individual art workshop which is to say I make a contract with the teacher to have so much work done every time I check in which will likely be once every two weeks or so. I hope to focus
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I've been tagged. In so far as I can figure this means I must reveal 20 things that were previously unknown about me, or at least oddities of some kind that not many people knew. So . . . lesse here . . .
1. I've never, not even once, not even so much Canada or Mexico, left this country. I haven't even been to Hawaii or Alaska.
2. For a long time I wanted to be a paleontologist.
3. I can't stand preppies, yuppies, or any other idiot who's trend locked and feels somehow entitled to think themselves better than others, or just to be general assholes.
4. I still keep stuffed animals.
5. Many people think they