ImprintMechanic

I decided not to make an effort, Not to bother... Not to try... And this is how it turned out, It turned out fine! I didn't have to wake up, I let the pillow hit my head. I escaped the wage slave rat race I could spend the day in bed. And if I don't eat or drink, or move at all I wont make the place a mess. I can probably live on air alone But I'll have to exhale less. Well You want to take things slowly, However long it takes. Fine. It's the same foot  to accelerate, Or to hit the brakes. So if you want to come and  join me, If you can't be bothered with it all Just drop whatever you are doing I'll be waiting for your cal

With barely a month to go before returning to court there is no word from the man she left behind and her heart is torn between a cold detachment and a heated longing. Looking back now the first mention of the feature went past without registering. A week later and as Beatrice settled down with a fresh edition of the Sunday Times hot off the press she perused the world of mortal interests. In a way this was something that stilled her blood and kept her Mehket beast calm. As such the ritual of reading the news was one that had been reinforced of late. News as ever seemed to be in abundance, and the staff writers were able to find enough to p

If I had to do it all again I could. But I don't think I'll need to. I'm thinking about where should I go now that everything is different. The world is very strange even though vie been there shaping and changing the course of history all these years, even having seen all the more important moments, it's strange coming "home" and it not being the same place I grew up. Technology is one thing I'm going to miss. I have a few trinkets with me, the tools I used to shape world history, but everything else I was used to is gone. The human race as it is has a few simple breakthroughs but we were so much more advanced. I don't regret it mind you. T

When love is not recipricated it is common to make the mistake of investing more, in the hope that you will change things by sacrificing to the alter at which you worship. But as with any deity of disinterest the target of your spurned affections will, in general, remain indifferernt. Its a shame, but we all go through it sometimes. And you're as likely to be the one recieving love you don't want, as you are to be sending love that wont be recieved.