blondenarcissa @ 2003-04-29 01:06:00

Current mood: scared

LOST
Oh dear Heavens I am lost! The incense fumes have gotten to me and I am so very woozy. Remus, if you are reading this, I am sitting beside a very disturbing statue of Waldorf the Warted. Please hurry. Facial pockets frighten me.


Comments:

lupercus @ 2003-04-28 10:14 pm UTC


On my way, dear.

Be still, and breathe through your mouth.