Heather | October 17, 2010
Their was nothing but silence. She wondered what happened to the driver. She was still working on her wrists, trying to get the fabric untied. It was surely working, but just took time. Time that she wasn’t sure she would have. The wagon still wasn’t moving. She couldn’t quite figure out why or how, or [...]
Heather | October 17, 2010
She knew she was in a wagon, and moving slowly. She still had her new *hat* on, that barely let her breathe. but she at least could. She didn’t know where she was going, or who abducted her. She could cry but that never did help her. She just wanted to go home! Ok, where [...]
Heather | October 17, 2010
He stealthed in. Made no noise whatsoever. He had to be very careful with what his task was set for, to bring Heather home, without her knowing who it was. He managed to make her pass out due to the amount of times he spun her around. This had to go like clockwork. He simply [...]
Heather | October 17, 2010
She decided to continue on with her lesson on flaxen. The first thing one has to do is find a field of flaxen. Using a harvesting knife, you swing back and forth whilst targeting the flaxen. Once you have a sizeable amount of flaxen, you need to take it to a fabric machine to process. [...]
