#fermata

Art trade for @tides-that-bind-us

OCs: maestro, skaana, fermata

Friday, Friday, Friday ...

"It's a twister! It's a twister! Aunty Em! Aunty Em!" Not that the pictures have anything whatsoever to do with the film Airplane ... nor is there a twister about to descend on the Emerald Isle ... it's just the fact that the breeze is picking up out there and the quote from Airplane flipped straight into my head. ;-D

Everything is growing great guns out there and Fermata has now been with me for a year. He's so wee amongst all the trees and plants. Thought I'd lost him this week as pretty sure he had an allergic reaction to something. Typical cat, I'm all concerned for him, so he does a disappearing trick and leaves me thinking he's popped off the mortal coil.

Guys i did it!!! its actually seven this time HALLELUJAH

Without further ado, another snippet of my sequel coda, Fermata:

Carlos isn't sure TK even heard him, until he says, "Lexi told me she found you face down."

"What?" he asks, the statement catching him completely off-guard.

"In the park," TK expands, "you were passed out in the grass, asleep. She said it looked like you'd fallen over and just decided not to get up."

"TK, please, come here," he begs. He has a sinking feeling he knows where this is going, but he's sure that if he could just get ahold of his fiancé, he can stop the storm before it starts.

"But you didn't fall, did you?"

i can see the end of this fic, and idk if yall are going to like what i have in store >:) probably because I'm thinking about leaving it on a cliffhanger

E niente sono scesa a due fermate dopo e ora sono in un quartiere di periferia.