Everything.
Sep. 16th, 2004 09:53 amThe Art of Noise - [Close (To The Edit)]--- Everything feels slow and sticky, now, like i'm waiting for it to catch up. In sharp contrast to the speed of the past few days. Dreams of fighting, training, Normalcy of war, and Hurricanes. My mother trying to warn me, of a coming storm. Also dreams of intricate conversations, with a talkative Bob. Training missions, and fights beside him. Odd.
I'm off to shower, then class.
{Addendum:10.27am: Oingo Boingo - [Glory Be]--- There was also something about a govenment jail, holding River and Simon, using both of them, for their skills,a round the prison, while also holding them prisoner. River had some revelations, while she was there, and killed a few people, with her mind.}
I'm off to shower, then class.
{Addendum:10.27am: Oingo Boingo - [Glory Be]--- There was also something about a govenment jail, holding River and Simon, using both of them, for their skills,a round the prison, while also holding them prisoner. River had some revelations, while she was there, and killed a few people, with her mind.}