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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 7:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 2:42 am
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A thin shaft of early morning light peeked in through the window curtains and woke the dust fairies, who tumbled in the glow. It fell upon the sleeping bandaidd, whose face lay serenely on one outstretched arm on a dining table. She stirred and smiled in her sleep, the forehead wrinkles from the night earlier smoothed.
Earlier, a waiter had draped a warm quilt over her and now she clutched it around and half-awake moved to a couch to drowse in the quiet of the morning. She closed her eyes, and once again saw the coyote who kept appearing in her dreams, in the distance, too far away to reach. Still he was close enough to call her with his luminous eyes. Once again, she followed, tearing her skirts on the desert sage all uncaring. She lost sight of him over a low rise and cried out in her frustration, which woke her again, this time fully enough to realize that the headache was gone, leaving a pungent taste of herbs in her dry mouth. She sat and called for a warm glass of honey-lemon to cleanse her palate and sipped it thoughtfully.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 2:46 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:19 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:22 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 5:41 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 8:04 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:38 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 12:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 12:37 pm
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SP-O Wlm Dougherty Nei1 Well in that case, I owe you a very sincere apology to you Dougherty. ((OOC: Apology accepted. I hope you'll accept mine as well. sweatdrop )) *Walks into the Grill, surveying the place on his way over to the counter. He orders a cup of coffee and an apple fritter to go. While he awaits for his order, he pulls out his new Blackberry and checks his agenda for the day. Upon receiving his order, he pockets his Blackberry and exits the thread* You have nothing to apologize for.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:31 pm
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