Author's note: I don't own the content before you – this is an exercise in creativity. Please mind the rating, there are scenes of death, sex and swearing.
Summary: so a rogue walks into a bar…/snippets of a young woman's life
Gimli shows up at her apartment.
Ellen watches from her window.
I'll sit here until you're ready. He'd said that once.
Gnawing on her lip and looking at the pile of missives on her rickety table, she picked one marked with the sigil of the Ebon Hold and started digging through her poison stash.
(yeah, Sunland's lady has been talking about babies – that's what the barmaid said.)
It was the natural progression of things.
Icecrown was far enough away, she supposed, that nobody would hear her scream. Crawling out of the window, she slipped out of the city to the docks.
(she is not a monster)(she isn't crying)