#basically screaming

It started in the circle. Ned didn’t even notice it at first, the tug she felt at her chest whenever her friend was near. She wrote it off as general affection. After all, a companion as good as Jowan was hard to come by, especially for an elf. And he was a great companion... that sweet voice, the way he always asked how she was. It was something she hadn’t expected to find in the circle. She hoped he didn’t notice her blush when his hand would graze hers in the library, maker knows he wouldn’t let her hear the end of it if he found out. When he told her about Lily she swallowed her jealousy and was happy for him. She refused to believe she was in love. Not with Jowan. Jowan was her best friend.

Okay, wow, I seriously need to get better about this. This is the first time I've been on in like a week, and I just realized you don't know what's going on. So, update time! I have roughly a month to go before I ship! That means I'll be working on bulking up my queues (on all my mostly active blogs) so there'll be stuff posted while I become a military person (read: cry hysterically and wonder why I signed up for this shit), buuuuuut, as I don't know when, exactly I'll be able to log in again (even the thought of tech school makes my eyes itchy), there's a slight chance even the scary hugs queue I have on this blog will get depleted (sorry). Magic stuff has mostly been dreaming and a little thinking. Other than whining more about what I'm even DOING with my life (help), there's... not much more to say? I am remarkably shallow. Sorry. May the universe give you what you need!