Now, I know a lot of you are like "Where's Dess? What happened? Is she okay? Will she be back? Is she secretly just a bunch of cats in a trenchcoat, and did the cats disband?"
Well, I'm gonna put Dess's Ultra-Fun Never-ending Stress Time™ on hold for a bit to answer those questions!
"Where's Dess?" Lurking around in the muggle world. Not in Rivendell. :(
"What happened?" ahahahaha NEXT QUESTION!
"Is she okay?" I am now, and I'm pretty sure I will be. I'll put it this way- Depression sucks. Majorly. (And so does anxiety. And just stress in general. But enough about that.)
"Will she be back?" Yes, in two weeks, when I'm on break. Hopefully I'll have some other books updated by then. Requests?
"Is she secretly just a bunch of cats in a trenchcoat, and did the cats disband?" A bunch of cats in a trenchcoat? Wouldn't that be...
...CATsiel?
*crickets chirp*
As for what I've been doing...
1. I got a harp. Today. I know In Dreams.
2. I also forgot to mention earlier that I'm learning guitar.
3. I started writing my autobiography, Pardon Me While I Scream Into the Abyss.
4. I figured out that you can do this.
5. And this.
6. We started reading Romeo and Juliet. My friends and I now greet each other with "DO YOU BITE YOUR THUMB AT US, SIR?"
7. I went to Andersonville, and wrote this:
I walk on green grass,
Over bodies, through stones
With countless markers
Of the final resting places
Of those no longer breathing.
Where wildflowers bloom
Among the meticulously placed roses
Where butterflies flutter,
And bees buzz
Among the clover
Fresh-turned soil
And well-grown grass mingle,
And new flowers lay
Beside the ongoing patches
Of purple and white among the green
Of the grass
Statues loom,
Their figures weeping,
Stone tears falling for the lost
Years breathe
Through the ones unmoving
Silent voices crying out
Filled with words unspoken
And things not done
And oh, where they all mingle,
I, too, am silenced
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And that's all for now! Thanks for all your support, and I'll see you in two weeks!
-Dess
