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Semi-Hiatus
Holidays have about killed my muses for these guys. Â I'm sorry to those that I owe. Â I will try to work on them once I get past Christmas. Â <3
~ B

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Happy Christmas!
Weâre going to keep this short and simple. Since weâre feeling festive, instead of our normal Friday Promotion, we decided to do this! Itâs just a little thanks to all of you. We appreciate every kind message we receive and we love you all. Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! - H&C âĽâĽâĽâĽâĽ
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Must be following us.
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This ends on 30th December 2013.
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Ten people will get a link promotion.
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beyondtheedgeofthenight was wishin' on a star
 Lottie looked at him for a few minutes. âAlrighââŚIâll stayâŚItâd be nice to have the companyâŚâ She nodded, looking him over. âJustâŚdonât get sadâŚI hate how sad people are now a daysâŚItâs alright to get upset, but tears arenât gonna help anythingâŚâ
He cracked a bit of a smile, "Company would be nice, and I can promise to do my best in that department. Â There is a lot of sadness these days, so it's nice to focus on something else." Â He rubbed his beard a little, "What's something that makes you smile, Lottie?"
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//Sorry I have not been around here much. Â RL sort of kicked my arse, and my brain lost the muse for these guys for a little. Â Going to work on getting caught back up. Â *hugs*
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Iâve only had the pleasure of threading with two, but Iâve stalked/talked with a few others. Â The two that Iâve threaded with are notthegoodgrimes and waywardrickgrimes. Â Both I love our threads, and Iâve known notthegoodgrimes for awhile now. Â They are one of my senpais. Â Waywarcrickgrimes I didnât know until I had this blog, but I now follow them with both my Walking Dead Blogs. Â
Those are the only two I speak for from personal experience, when I thread with more, I can add more. Â <3
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beyondtheedgeofthenight was wishin' on a star
 "It makes you sadâŚdoesnât it?" She muttered, looking up at him with upset eyes. Lottie paused for a moment, thinking. "If you wantâŚI could stick aroundâŚ.But only if you think you can really notice that Iâm meâŚnot herâŚI donât want to just be a replacementâŚ"Â
"In a way, yes, but only because she has been in my life since we were children." Â He answered, looking down. Â Tristan let out a sigh at what Lottie said next. Â "I know you are you, Lottie and not her. Â I would like if you stuck around, but only if you want. Â It would be nice to get to know you."

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To Dance Upon Your Grave | Tristan, Rowan, and The Governor
 After a couple of months on his own, Philip had readjusted to the life on the road. Heâd spent time wandering, most days not even sure where he was going. Truth was, he didnât have a destination. As long as heâd make it through each day alive. The woods were dense, dark. Even though it was daytime, the trees hovered above him and covered the sky. Heâd managed to navigate through the woods. Done it several times before, sure as hell could do it again. Philip was walking again, wandering, no real place in mind to go to. He was running low on food. He was growing wearier as each day passed by. The memories of his past were his only companions and they haunted him as he wandered aimlessly. But then a voice reawakened his exhausted spirit. A familiar voice. Philip turned around to face him. Tristan. He smiled wryly, his eyes searching the woods behind Tristan for any trace of his sister - or anyone else, for that matter. If he knew either of them any better, Philip would have to expect a surprise attack. Maybe his sister was in hiding, ready to strike him down. They might get the first attack but Philip wouldnât go down easy. "Whereâs your sister?" He asked, ignoring Tristanâs question.
No matter how much Tristan wanted Rowan to run and not stop until she was clear of the woods, he knew she was still there. Hiding in the trees, waiting to attack. Rowan had wanted the Governorâs blood ever since Woodbury, and Tristan couldnât blame her. In the same token, he always wondered why she didnât want his own, seeing as it was Tristanâs mistake that almost got her killed.
âNow, Governor, you know itâs not polite to answer a question with a question.â Tristan cocked his head to the side, not budging from where he stood. âYou are looking a bit rough around the edges. I need of bit of a shave? Life must have gone downhill for you.â The blond smirked, âWhatâs the saying? Karmaâs a bitch?â
Any way this situation played out, blood would be drawn. Tristan knew it. The Governor wasnât someone to go down easily, and Tristan would rather deal with a herd of walkers than this man. He was not going to let anything else happened to Rowan. Too much had already been lost, and no way in hell was Tristan going to add her name to the list. Before he could stall anymore, the arrow hit the Governorâs shoulder from behind, knocking him forward slightly. Tristan sighed a bit, but he couldnât say he was surprised.
Rowan walked up behind the Governor, keeping her distance, with another arrow nocked and drawn. âI could take you down easily. Quickly. Painlessly. Thatâs too easy for you after everything that happened under your watch.â
âRoe,â Tristan almost whispered, pulling at her shoulders.
âNo,â she kept her eyes on the man she had put an arrow in. âYou know he deserves every bad thing coming to him.â  Rowan let got of the other arrow, sending it into the Governor's other shoulder.
"Rowan, stop! Â You aren't a killer." Â Tristan tried pulling her back, but she shook him off.
She cocked her head to the side, "What is it, Governor? Â You kill or you die? Â My memories from then are a bit foggy."
Tristan was afraid of this happening, and he knew Rowan well enough there was no talking her down from this. Â He only hoped they'd both make it out alive of this, as images of that night and her covered in blood invaded his vision.