Title: Valentine's Day Sentence Mashups
What: LOVE OF ALL SORTS IS IN THE AIR so these are just requests I'm writing for friends. V-DAY RELATED ONES.
Notes: What the hell is context HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY.

( What did you say? I know I saw you saying it, but my ears won't stop praying. )

Title: The Rest of Me
What: Poem I wrote for my human anatomy art class, kinda like it, just want to fill in the empty space in this journal. Needs more writing.
Notes: Weirdly grim poem. Or knowing me, probably not.

( Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood )

Title: Te Amo
What: Marianna "Monts" (shadowflower) and her talking cat Fran talk about her failure to say those important words to Tucker Bailey (wardedhands).
Notes: Takes place sometime after this thread. WARNING: Stupid amounts of stupid cute.

( You're onto me and all over me... )

Title: Questionable
What: Amelia Steinbeck(recluserose) takes a moment to think about her weird friendship with Warren West (spellbent).
Notes: Written in first person POV because I can and Amelia likes inner monologue that and VN style whee. Why do I write so late at night...

( I don't consider myself a saint by any means. )

Title: Magic Memoir: Prologue
What: Over 60 years ago... 1946.
Notes: It's the year 1946. A young girl goes to read a book and has a chance meeting. This is the meeting between Amelia and her mysterious mentor that I wrote out a long time ago.

( Once upon a time... )

Title: Fairy Song
What: A short song that fairies would sing, most likely my fairy OC, Isadora Blancart.
Notes: This just came up and I wanted to put it down before it disappeared in my head. I'm not a lyricist by any means...

( Around and around, again and again... )

Title: The Demon
What: The teacher visits his student to see how much she's grown.
Notes: This is probably a short event that took place a few months after Briar died and Amelia transformed his body into a rose. Written in first person because that's what the kinetic/visual novel would be like in my mind. Hell, maybe I'll make a VN out of this who knows.

( He had made a place where he could never leave. )