I still miss Raistlin. Every time I hear Kryptonite I think of him, and a lot more than that, too. I can't believe it has only been twelve days. It feels like forever. My brother's back from college for the weekend, so that's really nice, but I just can't be happy! I wish I could.
My computer will be upgraded to XP and a new graphics card installed. Which, of course, is nice, but I really wish that I could talk to you-know-who on it. I'd much rather not have a computer if I could talk to him.
Raistlin apparently can't find a computer, so that explains the "not answering" part. I still really miss him, and I always will. True friends are like that to me. His cousin, the Sorceress (Drow Sorceress, really) is pretty nice, and a lot like him. She even said "As you wish", just like the stinker!
I'm feeling better, but I wish it was night. My Silvanesti mind can't stand daylight too long without longing for night. The stars, the moon, the moonlight shining through the trees, the cool air, the clouds shining...
I've gone on that Vampire thing, and it's okay. Father is in a bad mood. Feel terrible. No one's on again. Calico needs to go out too much, parents reenforcing stupid bark-get out rule. Spoiling dog. Life stinks. Always does. Raistlin not answering, expected.
I got to ride Angel today, that's great. So why do I feel so terrible? Raistlin? Or something else?
I'm a little sad, but okay. Nothing much happened today except for the garden is started germinating and I almost won five dollars at poker, but lost the second game. Rats.
I am so happy and so proud of my club! It's working! People are planning to join, more to check it out! Woot!
Of course, I still miss Raistlin. I'll always miss Raistlin. I have decided that my moods shall be "Missing Raistlin, but ----" or "Missing Raistlin, and ----". The former is positive, the latter negative.
He is very important to me. My friends, my true friends, have always been that way, and shall always be. Even Joe, from second grade, is still important. I still miss what we shared.
Friendship is the second most powerful feeling in the world. Well, the second most powerful POSITIVE feeling. The most powerful are tied at Hatred and Love, they are the second and first ones. The third and fourth are Jealousy and Friendship. And I make certain that my friendship always lasts.
*shudder* Better than yesterday. I can still talk to Raistlin occasionally..
He's gone... forever... *weeping* I understand, of course, but I'll miss him so much! I've gotten to know him almost as well as Nikki, and now he's gone! Gone... gone.
Raistlin hasn't been on for five days... *sad smile, sigh* I wish he didn't have so many jobs, but it is necessary to him being able to go to college at any reasonable time. Still, I do miss him quite a bit. Quite a bit.
I cannot believe that I missed my changing-day! I am now 48 in Silvanesti years!
I was soo frustrated yesterday because of the wiki and my stupidity. If there is one thing I hate more than others' stupidity it is my own. But now the Dragonlance Company is coming along well, and it will only be a very short while before I start advertising that it is there. Just a few more changes!
Oh, and the internet is fixed. YAY!
Can't stay on for long, which reeeally stinks. I can't wait until we get the Internet back the way it was.
Setting: Just after the short story The Wizard’s Apprentice, in the Tower of High Sorcery at Palanthas.
My brother and I just couldn’t help continuing the story of the Wizard’s Apprentice, and, well, it just had to be done…
Dalamar has finally finished cleaning up the devastation that he caused by stealing the Staff of Magius, tracked down the Live Ones, and is finishing an extremely sincere letter of apology to the Clerics of Paladine for drowning the Lady Crysania when she came to bring Raistlin a fruitcake. Now he sits in Raistlin’s study, looking over the letter, when the spectre he sent to find out when the funeral was brings him news…
“Apprentice, there will not be a funeral. Lady Crysania is not dead.” The spectre’s cold voice intoned.
“WHAT?!”
“She did not drown. She is, however, blind, as she apparently scratched herself on one of the Shoiken Oaks as she was swept past in the flood.”
Dalamar hesitated, then nodded. The spectre drifted through the door as Dalamar held his surprised and thoughtful face, then dropped it as he gleefully ripped up the letter of apology.
“She doesn’t need to know it was me!” he said happily as he dropped the pieces into a handy wastebasket.
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I feel better than usual. Probably because I'm writing that fanfic. Hehe. The Continuing Adventures of Dalamar and the Brooms. It's a sequel to The Wizard's Apprentice from Raistland. Hehehehe. Poor Dalamar, especially if he saw that! Maybe I'll put it in here when I'm finished, as well as on Raistland. Maybe even in parts. Hm... definitely.
Oh my GOD! Raistlin, what did you do to your brother! *horror* Bad girl-tips, the worst sort of humiliation known to mankind - and these are probably totally horrible, but quite plausible, considering Raistlin! Ohh! His brother will never trust him again...
Well, the dance was okay, I suppose. A problem with the directions, though. I wish it wasn't so hard to get to.
I am able to go on the internet again! Yes!
Hehe, well, that worked. Toko Gae and I really got Farfy Girl. Now I can send the real relation back. Though my brother didn't tell me that he finally told her that he was her love... hehe, and she thought that he sounded like Sarah. That was fun! But I had such a hard time avoiding some of her questions, that was difficult. I think that the "OOOH! Must tell Carl, must tell Carl!" got her off the scent. After all, who would think that I would be telling the person that she was talking about that she was talking about him as another guy? I mean gae... hehe, quite amusing!