Please keep in mind these are all insanely rough ^^ They're kind of fun just to write w/out looking back. I'll go through and smooth it all out eventually. Once I have a bit of a better grasp. Until then, hope the story is mildly entertaining. I apologize for errors, inconsistencies et al. I promise to present a polished version eventually. Until then, pardon a writer her occasional lazy indulgences ^^;;;

And after I get a shower, I need an icon for this story.

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I'm not really sure quite yet where precisely this story is headed, so pardon also how brief and vague shit is right now. I'm leaving room for the possibility of having to toss chunks or even pages completely. This should be fairly stable, though, my openings usually are. If anything, I'll just lengthen it. But for now, simple ^_^ To make up for the fact that I seem to have vanished, apearing only to wig out -_-;;;

The annoying thing about my laptop is that I have no program with which to make icons. Which I only think of b/c as this had decided to become a full-length monster of a story, it needs its own icon. If someone wants to make one for me, I will pay in ficbit of choice.

( chapter one )

Read: ego-stroking >_>

Anyway. This story intimidates the fuck out of me like whoa. You've no idea. I probably won't have more of it for awhile, as I still don't really know what the fuck is going on minus a handful of scenes that really don't have anything to do with each other. I've never done a war story, especially not with this setting, of all settings. Thankfully, thus far it has no relation to GWing >_> I hope.

Also, never let me read cute, silly poetry.

( Never Afraid Are We: Prologue )