#waitforwednesday

He was a tired old thing, looking as though the weight of the world was on his shoulders. But there was something other about the man, a sort of agelessness in the lines in his face. “ Of course my friend- what is food eaten alone but tasteless and meaningless. “ The rice and chicken is a hearty meal, a fitting meal for a traveler such as the man before her. “ Tell me, friend, what brings you to our humble village? “ Her legs fold beneath her, the large pan easily moving with her as she sat beside the man.

we're making a list of all the post limit blogs for when we hit the limit fairly early tomorrow. so far we have:

cam's antichristomson

janice's capekoenig2

kiki's postlimitdweeb

rachel's digbysellarsmademedoit

Submit YOUR post limit blogs here