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Ochalla
Guest
Original poster
Last Time On Elswen!
Flashbacks include Halloween, Germany, cupids, leprechauns, fae, fiery explosions, benefit auctions, and chibified and aged red head witches.
Fast forward to the present!
"I wonder if that got his attention?" Sasha muttered to the hedgehog on her head as she came to the ground. The candles were once more flickering in their normal manner and the static was no longer in her hair.
"Of course it did," Sasha finally answered her own question before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes once more. The hardest part was now over and though Sasha wanted to congratulate herself on the ingenious way she used the radio station to push the spell, that would have to wait.
Time was not meaningless, but Sasha was no longer concerned with it as her mind raced around the perimeter of her barrier. There were those on this island that would try to escape just as a normal course of their paranoid behavior, but it was unlikely they would make a hole in it. Not without working together. She was powerful, yes, but she was also smart on how she made this and it wasn't her own energy now that kept the barrier in place.
Going away from the barrier, Sasha tried to find clues about the thief, including their location.
Cross legged on an old rug, Sasha sat there, a hedge hog on her head, her eyes closed. She did not hear the sound of the door, but an unbidden smile crept onto her face as the familiar fragrance of shampoo and aftershave reached her nose.
Flashbacks include Halloween, Germany, cupids, leprechauns, fae, fiery explosions, benefit auctions, and chibified and aged red head witches.
Fast forward to the present!
"I wonder if that got his attention?" Sasha muttered to the hedgehog on her head as she came to the ground. The candles were once more flickering in their normal manner and the static was no longer in her hair.
"Of course it did," Sasha finally answered her own question before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes once more. The hardest part was now over and though Sasha wanted to congratulate herself on the ingenious way she used the radio station to push the spell, that would have to wait.
Time was not meaningless, but Sasha was no longer concerned with it as her mind raced around the perimeter of her barrier. There were those on this island that would try to escape just as a normal course of their paranoid behavior, but it was unlikely they would make a hole in it. Not without working together. She was powerful, yes, but she was also smart on how she made this and it wasn't her own energy now that kept the barrier in place.
Going away from the barrier, Sasha tried to find clues about the thief, including their location.
Cross legged on an old rug, Sasha sat there, a hedge hog on her head, her eyes closed. She did not hear the sound of the door, but an unbidden smile crept onto her face as the familiar fragrance of shampoo and aftershave reached her nose.