"Shards of ice filled her veins.
'Keenan!' she screamed.
But he had gone, no longer glowing, no longer looking at her.
She was alone."
Secret Keeper updates her blog with great regularity. It's just so her. Must work on that, really. Anyone reading this would never think it's me--I'm not this chatty.
Snicker. Snicker.
I wish there were some way to help her more. In my comment, I told her she was like Donia, the present winter Queen. Beira's successor, if Beira can be called in respectful terms. She DID have style, after all. Donia had her heart broken by Keenan, and still loved him. Poor Donia. I always wanted to help. And SK... so like Donia. Only she doesn't get to be queen, does she? Humans are rarely as kind as the faery, even if the faery are monsters and kill each other off/annihilate the humans they cross/cause massive wars/curse innocents for fun, SK still has to pay bills... still has to throw herself out of bed to live...
I cry over it. I really do. I want to cry now, but I can't, she's due in around an hour. There's so little I can do, despite being a genius. Do for anyone. Not for Taylor or Adam or...
No. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. It'll go away. It has to. I'm sure it's only a warning to get you back in the game, that's all it is. Faris wouldn't...
Stupid me. Listening to Faris. I wish God would answer my prayers to help these people. I know He's busy, but can't He help his children who in any case love him?
I do. I pray to Him, every night.
Help me, God. There's so much to do and worry about...
So little time. I can't breathe to think of it...
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