not static
Music is our witness and comforter through dark times, it cheers us on when we are happy. It is a teacher and wiser friend. It can be cynical when we need to hate. It can punish us when we need to hurt. It can make you fall in love. It can remind you why you fell in love. It flows through time in many forms and snakes its way around us like white Chinese water dragons, whispering ‘On, on!’

Posseidon 4:58 pm on April 19, 2007 Permalink |
Are you still available for guarding underwater temples? It’s just, new union laws mean that the Kraken can’t legally cover his usual hours any more and i’m desperate for some extra help. Pay negotiable.
Tigerlili Cavill 7:21 am on April 20, 2007 Permalink |
Ah, I used to have a lovely Kraken that used to slobber all over my houseguests. He was so affectionate.
Yes I am still available, the Sunken Temple at Atlantis that I was hoping to guard hasn’t been discovered by humans yet, so I am at a loss as it were…