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An embittered, self-pitying field medic comments on life and its stupidity. A disorganised, feather-brained author attempts to order her medic's escapades.
A quick note...
This blog is largely for my sake - I have a habit of mislaying important material - but may be of interest anyway. Originally the result of a five minute university exercise, the current rendition of the story retains the Spartan style we were instructed to stick to on that day which is often rather hard to maintain as I'm a great one for rambling.
If you wish to read the story straight, I suggest clicking here to screen my disordered detritus. Spoilers run rampant amongst everything else, particularly drafts and character profiles.
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- Trust
- A Pauper's Cheque
- Preliminary Notes on 'Seasickness'
- An Error of Judgement
- Failure at Taovak
- Calysia Wraithwood
- Philosophical
- Wasting Linen
- Riona Devine
- Lionel Rethilmyrr
- Private Edward Copperfield
- Dayrin Brennan Stormreaper
- Calysia Combats ERP
- Notes on 'Guts'
- Farewell Sweet Order
- X: Guts
- Notes on 'The Harbour'
- IX: The Harbour
- Notes on 'Things You Forget'
- VIII: Things You Forget
- Notes on 'Travelling'
- VII: Travelling
- Notes on 'Hollow Words'
- VI: Hollow Words
- Notes on 'Democracy'
- V: Democracy
- Notes on 'Cursing Doesn't Help'
- IV: Cursing Doesn't Help
- Notes on 'Step Lively!'
- III: Step Lively!
- Notes on 'My Pack'
- II: My Pack
- I: Killing
- Notes on 'Killing'
- Basic Purpose
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