岩田 聡
December 6, 1959 - July 11, 2015
Thank you for all the good memories you have given to me throughout my childhood.
8:58 AM - jake#roadto5k: im at a loss for inspiration man
8:58 AM - jake#roadto5k: my writing really stinks lately
8:58 AM - jake#roadto5k: gimme ur ideas nigga
10:27 AM - Alexstrazsa Wilithin III is now Online.
11:07 AM - jake#roadto5k: HELP
11:13 AM - Alexstrazsa Wilithin III: alright, okay, so
11:13 AM - Alexstrazsa Wilithin III: all around Ponyville, ponies keep feeling these phantom gropings
11:13 AM - jake#roadto5k: man
Here's what I've been up to.
17th day of Spring. Year 833 of the Era of the waves. Place unknown. Somewhere between Haven and Gryphon's Cradle. Course NWW; steady; about eight knots.
Water.A thousand, thousand miles in every direction, the surface of the Bay of Bridles was an endlessly shifting blanket of quicksilver. He stared out to sea, and counted the quiet slaps of the waves against the Luna's prow.
I'm going to have to take a moment before I start here, or none of you are going to bother perusing beyond the tags of what I'm about to link you.
You must read this. And if there's a single one of you who isn't blown away by how stunningly well it's written, then I'll be a monkey's uncle.