spectral shimmerings
Oct. 6th, 2003 08:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ithikaDashed into a thousand shimmering pieces by the rising sun, the shadow of a scream of terror echoed through the surrounding buildings, scarring,but forgotten in an instant.
Hmm... Spectral Shimmerings... I like that.. hmmm... I might have to think into it, do something about/with it. Hmmmmm.
Today. Today, got up feindishly early, like... 8... am...! egads... But it was for a good cause, the book in a day competition announcement thingy.
Unfortunatley, we didn't win, but it doesn't matter, because it was mucho fun anyway, and nice things were said about our book, precious, yes, nice things.
The studio/stage/whatever it was in PMH was really cool, too, all... I don't know. Cool-like.
And many thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
louisthefly for the lift. Here, have some confetti.
What else happened today...
Uh...
nothing, really...
damn...
Listen to me, luv, it wasn’t like that!” Sparrow perched on the bow and turned to take her in with a glance, “She didn’t mean anything, and you know it, was a dalliance, only!”
Sparrow paced down the length of the decks. “You’re the only one able to match me. The only one I-” he broke off and caressed a railing.
But his hand paused, consideringly.
Mentioned,
“Though the Interceptor was quite fetching.”
The boom caught him off guard and slammed into his face.
Gibbs watched his captian pick himself up. He wondered what Sparrow meant by ‘not deserving that.’
Uhh... that's by...permetaform, I got it from the list of fanfics on the just Jack Sparrow site... and I thought I should credit, or I might get eaten...
Hmm... Spectral Shimmerings... I like that.. hmmm... I might have to think into it, do something about/with it. Hmmmmm.
Today. Today, got up feindishly early, like... 8... am...! egads... But it was for a good cause, the book in a day competition announcement thingy.
Unfortunatley, we didn't win, but it doesn't matter, because it was mucho fun anyway, and nice things were said about our book, precious, yes, nice things.
The studio/stage/whatever it was in PMH was really cool, too, all... I don't know. Cool-like.
And many thanks to
louisthefly for the lift. Here, have some confetti.
I think I shall have to have all pun-makers put to death. I am sorry.
Dear people,
It is our deepest regret that we must now relieve (name of newly deceased here), your (form of relation here) from the ardous task of drawing breath for any moments past (time of death here). Our deepest sympathies for your loss.
Find enclosed $0.50.
Regretfully,
'Ghan, Grand High Overseer of Planet Earth
What else happened today...
Uh...
nothing, really...
damn...
Listen to me, luv, it wasn’t like that!” Sparrow perched on the bow and turned to take her in with a glance, “She didn’t mean anything, and you know it, was a dalliance, only!”
Sparrow paced down the length of the decks. “You’re the only one able to match me. The only one I-” he broke off and caressed a railing.
But his hand paused, consideringly.
Mentioned,
“Though the Interceptor was quite fetching.”
The boom caught him off guard and slammed into his face.
Gibbs watched his captian pick himself up. He wondered what Sparrow meant by ‘not deserving that.’
Uhh... that's by...
permetaform, I got it from the list of fanfics on the just Jack Sparrow site... and I thought I should credit, or I might get eaten...