- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Afternoons, evenings and nights.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Historical, fantasy, magic, horror, supernatural, survival, vampires, demons, pirates, mutants, ghosts, romance (FxF, MxM, MxF) (Romance should be part of the plot and not the whole plot in itself), etc.
Alice slowly noticed how her eyes started to get teary as he talked, when he had finnished and hide in his blanket again she wasn't certain if she should be angry or sad. She looked at the boy on her floor that had wreathed himself in to the blanket. Alice fell down to the floor and sat in front of Alecander, after what had felt like hours but maybe was minutes, Alice put her arms around him and embraced him while she started to cry. It wasn't fair, why should he disappear just because she was done with her training? He must have so much more he wants to do with his life than just being a familiar. It just wasn't fair. But she had no idea what to tell him, she couldn't find the words she wanted to say.