Letters to my body and to my pets.

( Female TMI under the cut. )

Dear cats,

In case you didn't notice, I'm not feeling well. You'll get your wet food when I'm not feeling like either my head or my bowels are going to explode. You have an automatic feeder full of dry food. It won't kill you to eat some of it. I don't care if you know where I sleep.

Your occasional servant,

Jade

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Dear Sasha,

Don't give me that pathetic look. As soon as the miracle of modern medicine makes me feel human again, you're getting a bath. I tried calling you in last night when the rain started. Just because you'd rather romp in the pasture with the goats and the cattle doesn't mean I have to suffer the stench of wet dog or the annoyance of muddy paw prints.

Looking forward to seeing you fluffy and white again,

Jade

Writing: Folami After Visiting the Crossroads

Very short (679 words) scene written at the behest of Solivar following Thursday night's Call of Cthulu Tavern Night. It's been posted to the guild's rp forums, but I wanted to share it here too.

You couldn’t save them. You cannot even save yourself.

Folami woke already sitting up in bed, her hand on her chest. Her breath came in short gasps and her body shivered despite the warm spring night. Terrified, her eyes darted around the room, each shadow seemingly causing her heart to leap a little higher in her chest.

( Just a dream, it was just a... )