Edema Rue

The Second Archive “You brought us all the way here and you don’t even know what it does?” Rue groaned and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like ‘the wheel weaves as the wheel wills’. @UnfortunatelyNamed

You have an interesting definition of nice. In fact, by your definition, I’m being one of Quirk’s saints to you.

The Second Archive “I don’t know who they are, but sure. Maybe they’re still all sitting around in the library moping.” Rue rolled her eyes. @UnfortunatelyNamed

The Second Archive “Lovely,” Rue said, walking back out into the hallway.

I'll be sure to tell you if when I make one, though I should warn you I'm really not that great a writer.

Well, your profile picture is a dragon so I can't very well call you uneducated swine. ... ... Ignorance is not always bliss.

I keep telling myself to make a thread here and post some of the things I write, but then I just...don't? I probably will. Eventually. Maybe. If When I do, it'll probably be quite depressing.

Okay this might be kinda weird...but I like to write sad scenes and then revise them until reading them makes me cry. That's probably not healthy. Whatever, it's fun. And musically, I like to go as high as I can. (I'm a violinist, so I can make people hurt when I go high. Not a good hurt. A "this is not music I have a migraine that will never leave me" hurt). Sorry, I'm a strange person.

When you're having one of those days where you can't focus on or do anything, and after banging your head on the wall a few times doesn't work, the first thing that comes into your brain is, "I need tin." When your sister, who doesn't really like reading, gets books for her birthday without even asking, while you beg and get nothing, and it makes you cry. When people keep making you be friendly and happy for many, many so you keep smiling and thinking about the book you have upstairs and who's about to die and who's not going to die even though you want them to. When say "ising the wants of eats" instead of "I'm hungry." (Today's been an interesting day if you can't tell.)

The Second Archive "Ready as I'll ever be," Rue said. "How much do you want to bet something important's happened since we left?" @UnfortunatelyNamed

The Second Archive Rue nodded. "Let's hurry then." She walked to the shelves and started removing books at random. @UnfortunatelyNamed

The Second Archive The weave vanished. Rue walked up to Nameless, offering him the staff. "You're sure you want to leave the books?"

Welcome! I read the entire first era of Mistborn in three days, I read way too fast. Be forewarned: Don't accept cookies from ANYONE. If there's screaming, things are normal. If people are acting sane, something's wrong.

The Caterpillar, unbeknownst to the rest of them, climbs into the sandwich with its sentient mushroom.

Hehe. I love blue bell ice cream.

“Yes?”

The Second Archive “Sure, why not.” Rue says. “Keep in mind that I’ll be very angry if you kill me.” @UnfortunatelyNamed

… … That was good. That was really good.

Rayvyn shrugged. “I still do not see much purpose in this.”

The Caterpillar nods and finishes its grasshopper souls. Then, taking its new friend the sentient mushroom, it torpedoes away.

I died when I read this, it makes me so happy.

Uneducated swine. "don't murder me" @Being of Cacophony

The Second Archive Rue shrugged and started to step away from the pedestal. Immediately, she found herself wrapped in weaves she couldn't see. "Nevermind," she said. "It's probably real."

Thank you.