Wyminstown RPG
A strange place called Wyminstown, in the middle of the country. It may appear normal, but Wyminstown is anything but. It seems to have a strange habit of coughing up people who seem confused about what year it is. Private RP
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Aoide Mnemosyne

The graveyard is a dark place, and always seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog, hiding the many cracked gravestones and furrows.

9/1/2009 #1
Aoide Mnemosyne

((From Ollison Apt))

Alastair ran into the graveyard. "Ella!"

9/26/2009 #2

[ From Ollison Apartment ]

Ela ran through the thick fog, and slid down behind an old gravestone, crying silently, shaking violently.

9/26/2009 #3
Aoide Mnemosyne

(Draaaaama XD)

Alastair paused long enough to hear the sound of crunching snow and ran through the fog, toward the noise. He stopped suddenly when Ella appeared right in front of him, huddled against a gravestone and crying. He slid down to his knees, hesitated, then pulled her into a hug, warmth flooding from his body.

9/26/2009 #4

Ella clutched onto his shirt, smooshing her face into his shirt and the tears streking down it. She couldnt stop herself and fell completely onto him, soaking up the warmth from his body and the comfort of his presence. She was wrong, Sam never could love her and it hurt inside her like nothing else did, it hurt like her haert had been torn out and she couldnt stand that.

9/27/2009 #5
Aoide Mnemosyne

(Smooshing XD)

Alastair pulled her closer to him, patting her hair softly, murmuring comfortingly to her. He stood up, Ella still cradled in his arms, and began walking back into town.

((To the Motel))

9/27/2009 #6
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