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Name: Dray
Story:
everwood
Colors: Silver 10) Currency, True Blue 14) Sharing, Ignition Yellow 15) "Who we used to be before we became antiques"
Supplies and Styles: Frame, Stain (Dec. 20th 2018 - "The truth is always a compound of two half- truths, and you never reach it, because there is always something more to say."), Beading Wire, Glue ("It might seem as if you have the King Midas touch today. Of course, nothing turns to gold in front of your eyes, but nearly everything you do opens a door into another amazing opportunity. Don’t worry about the final outcomes to your actions now; just revel in your legendary enthusiasm without concern for the future. Your innocent optimism is currently your greatest strength. Although you won’t become rich overnight, you will be richer for the experience you gain.")
Word Count: 861
Rating: E Everybody
Warnings: None
( By now, Owen could march his ass all through the Evermarches without much more than a cluck or a few soft words. )
Story:
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Colors: Silver 10) Currency, True Blue 14) Sharing, Ignition Yellow 15) "Who we used to be before we became antiques"
Supplies and Styles: Frame, Stain (Dec. 20th 2018 - "The truth is always a compound of two half- truths, and you never reach it, because there is always something more to say."), Beading Wire, Glue ("It might seem as if you have the King Midas touch today. Of course, nothing turns to gold in front of your eyes, but nearly everything you do opens a door into another amazing opportunity. Don’t worry about the final outcomes to your actions now; just revel in your legendary enthusiasm without concern for the future. Your innocent optimism is currently your greatest strength. Although you won’t become rich overnight, you will be richer for the experience you gain.")
Word Count: 861
Rating: E Everybody
Warnings: None
( By now, Owen could march his ass all through the Evermarches without much more than a cluck or a few soft words. )