Hey, folks. Do you remember
saharasnow? She used to write some of the best aulu fanfic. It was a delight to watch her increasing mastery of English (she's in Japan Singapore) as she churned out moody, dreamy vignettes. She was a fair artist, icon-maker (see this entry's userpic), and enjoys gothy cosplay, photoshoots, dolls.
She's had a rough couple years with her foot shattering and failing to heal properly, job hell and general troubles. She just passed a birthday alone and sad, feeling like the world doesn't know she exists.
I haven't said anything, because I didn't know what to say.
But I wanna say, do something. Help someone who hurts.
We can't help her with RL crap. But maybe we can bring a little cheer to a gifted and beautiful person.
"It's worth trying," as Braska said.
So, I invite folks on my Flist to:
--Browse
saharasnow's LJ for photos, Final Fantasy fanfic, icons, and/or dolls and leave a comment.
--Reply here with a comment, beautiful image, icons, LOLcats, link to a funny video, drabble (she likes X, X-2, VI), or whatever you feel like in replies to this post.
--More fanfic posted here on Ficwad (most of the fic on her LJ is flist locked).
After a day or so I'll unlock this post so she can see it, and point her here.
She's had a rough couple years with her foot shattering and failing to heal properly, job hell and general troubles. She just passed a birthday alone and sad, feeling like the world doesn't know she exists.
I haven't said anything, because I didn't know what to say.
But I wanna say, do something. Help someone who hurts.
We can't help her with RL crap. But maybe we can bring a little cheer to a gifted and beautiful person.
"It's worth trying," as Braska said.
So, I invite folks on my Flist to:
--Browse
--Reply here with a comment, beautiful image, icons, LOLcats, link to a funny video, drabble (she likes X, X-2, VI), or whatever you feel like in replies to this post.
--More fanfic posted here on Ficwad (most of the fic on her LJ is flist locked).
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Date: 2009-07-25 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-25 06:36 pm (UTC)LockexTerra Drabble: "Warm"
Date: 2009-07-25 07:01 pm (UTC)The Empire, what she remembers of it, is the chill of steel and the harsh winds off the mountains in winter. Ruthless efficiency was the watchword, not that she had any choice in the matter; the Slave Crown enforced swift compliance and straightforward action.
Locke brings her flowers, tiny purple things stubbornly growing in the cracks of Mt. Koltz. She treasures them, and the feel of his warm, calloused skin on hers when he presses the flowers into her hands.
Most of all she treasures his smile, warm with camaraderie and reassurance.