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I must apologize to those of you whom have been recently involved in my storyline, as this character. I have been away for a week, under extreme circumstances, so I may have to postpone this storyline for a bit. I need to take some time out to situate myself in life and its little nuances. I...

A fair-complected, fair haired woman gracefully approaches the cork board, gazing at it with odd trepidation in her features. Her teeth gnaw at her bottom lip and her fingers, delicate and tapered, toy with the piece of parchment she holds. With shaking hands, she lifts it, and her eyes scan...

The figure steps inside, eyes downcast, walking toward the boards with resigned, tremulous movements. Her face seems pale, streaked with tears long-since dried. Her eyes seem so cold, yet, at the same time, so haunted, so full of pain and despair, like a child who has just been told Santa...

The woman approaches the boards and hesitantly lifts a small slip of parchment to pin to it, with a pin worn within her hair. Although quite lovely, she seems distraught, and her fingers tremble as she lifts the paper to the boards. I am posting this to notify all who may frequent both the...