Seaside Fall and other stories

I'm not exactly a photog. major like my sister- so when I want to put up a new photo on facebook I go wild with the photobooth function on my mac. And I seriously get into it- I channel my 9 yr old self who wanted to be a model. It's fun.

 Well since I returned to athens I feel like i gained more weight than over break.  I just can't stop snacking!!!  On another note, instead of putting that christmas money in the bank, I used it to buy some sex toys from a Pure Romance party.  It was an awesome party- the whole first floor went.  We started with a game kinda like musical chairs- only we passed a giant rubber penis between our thighs to the song 'I Kissed a Girl'.  I actually made it to the top 5.  
I entered a OCT on deviantart.  I'm working on my audition right now.  Maybe I'll post it when i finish.  Has to be done before February 1st and I'm almost 1/2 way there.  

 Well my Christmas was very...odd.  Mostly bad, a little good.  But I expected some bad.  What with me joining my sister in college, money is getting tighter.  For my christmas, I got nailpolish, lipgloss, books (I picked them out), and money.  An all time low, but there was a lot of money I suppose.  I'll put most of it in the bank, since I'm boring.

Anyways, soon as everything was unwrapped I started on my first book, Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Plantchett.  So far, I loves it.  This book has been a bright point. 

At dinner I OF COURSE managed to get on my older sister and mom's bad side AGAIN.  Freaking harpies.  Yes, it's SO NICE having YOU home to help make shopping FUN and help in the kitchen. It's no chore when YOU'RE here!  

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Well we can't all love shopping and coffee and green bean casserole.   I am officially SICK of being home. The sooner I get back to my dorm, the better.  

After dinner, I fell asleep and had the most horrible, disturbing nightmare ever.  It started out back at college, and soon turned into a mix of the SAW movies, Silent Hill video games, (pretty much any freaky horror video game), a halloween party, and some kind of board game.  There was torture, there was little boys being raped, there was helplessness and gore and death.  In the end, I did something wrong trying to help and it all started over again with me being one of those tortured.  

Then I woke up.  And pleasantly found some apple crisp waiting for me.  I've been wanting to try that for months.  Huh.  
I think this has to be put down as my worst, strangest, most uncomfortable christmas ever.  blegh.

There was magic in the world yet. The thought struck me as I gazed out the window at the countryside rushing past, and imagined Seaside.  We were headed toward the great capital city, my sister and I. It was said to hold all that remained of mystery in the world. People of all sorts gathered there, and from what I had seen of those on our train, the rumor was true. The train that carried us across the winding countryside carried fishermen, royal guards, and farmers alike. The other passengers all seemed far more interesting than Sarah and I. They all seemed so colorful, enchanting and interesting.  I frowned and thought that we two farm-girls had no place on such a train.  We wore our second best dresses, but the green that had seemed so vibrant back home I now saw as dingy.

I noticed Sarah was starting to fidget again. What a pair we made; the delicate younger sister, unable to keep still or speak to strangers, and her older boyish lummox of a sister, abrasive and unyielding.  I missed the days when that had been all there was to us.  Thinking of the past, I turned back to the scenery rushing by the window. 

 

            As the train grew near the station, Sarah instinctively reached for my hand with both of hers. She seemed likely to faint as the conductors voice called out that we had reached out destination.  Seaside City. I nearly had to drag Sarah to her feet.  If the train started again before we disembarked I knew Sarah would be relieved. But I would have none of that.  Giving my sister a wry look, I grabbed my bag and left her in the compartment. I wasn’t far down the hall before she lunged through the door, baggage in hand.

“Linda!”  She cried, tripping and dragging her unwieldy baggage after her.  “Linda, please slow down!” She near shrieked.

         But I was relentless. I continued on and out of the train. As I did, the stationmaster was making his final call for Seaside.  What the devil was Sarah doing? Did she intend to leave me here, with all of our money and identification? No, Sarah was useless on her own and she knew it. There, she just made it before the doors were shut.

“Li-Li-Linda how could you?”  She whispered accusingly. Lord forbid Sarah make a spectacle of herself in a crowd.  I thought sarcastically. Lifting her things and lowering her face, she shuffled towards me and slid her hand back into mine.  I was forgiven.

“Sarah, don’t forget we’re here for you. It’s very important that I get you to the imperial palace tomorrow.”  Sarah nodded morosely and followed after me as I navigated us through the crowds.


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Well that's it- the first real bit of the story.  I wanted to start out with a small piece and work my way up to larger segments.  I've never been on a train so I'm sure this came out wrong but I did it anyways so I'm happy. This entire project is meant to help both my writing and illustrating.  I might be varying slightly in my writing and illustrating styles throughout the story but only as I grow as a writer.  Ideally you won't even notice the changes.  I enjoy writing these very flawed characters and I hope someone will enjoy reading about them.

Seaside Fall and all of its characters (c) 
written and illustrated by aelynn17