BrigadierSiegfried

Chapter 1: Cold Waters  Waking up in a large red covered bed about three times the size of a queen bed she sets herself up by one hand. Her vision blurry and a throbbing stemming from the base on the right of her neck and branching up and into her skull. As she breaths heavily she rubs the stem of her pain wondering why, when, and how.  After a moment of blurry darkness her eyes a just to the dim lighting, and although she can not hold herself up quite yet she still crawls to the foot of the bed. As she moves and grips to the bed curtains. She then looks to her feet to make sure they are placed properly and ready for the first steps. Whil

Geez.... thanks to the gods of wisdom and fire i was able to find my stories.... and thanks Danaus for the information that was needed to find them. so now i will be working on and off with what i have right now and hoping that i can progress in the story lines..... `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````  And with the other book i just started on with my buddy, it also has multiple points of view. Although it wont be as diverse as Nazmen and will generaly keep to one character's point of view. ===================================================================

your a weight in the water and cant get out, you need so much help and want it too,but yet you fight it thinking you can win. You deney life yet beg for it. hun your not that far down but say you are, the problems are easly fixed but you think its a whole in your heart but your wrong its nothing more than a scratch. why do you let yourself lay on the floor, you know your legs still work but dont want to hear it, your wings are fit yet you choose not to fly.And you love to hear how sad your life it.