✧ All the years of her life, and they were fifty-six, she had worked faithfully and untiringly for those dear to her, nor did her labours cease when failing health, sorrow, bereavement and disillusion darkened her path. The England of the fourteenth century was unsettled and excited, naturally perhaps, with such constant mighty victories and violent issues hanging ever in the balance; but through it all Philippa walked with clear head and steady feet. – Blanche Christabel Hardy, PhilippaofHainaultandHerTimes
Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories. (If you have less than 20, just list them all!) See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Tag some people to play the next round!
okaaaaay since I only have 2 fics written in English I will just post 2 then
1. Myka woke up in the middle of night to find out that Helena was gone.
2. It had been 18 months since Myka had rescued Christina and brought her back to the present without affecting the timeline, saving the Warehouse in the process.
I thank the wonderful Hannah of @hannistudies for introducing me to Maisie Peters. Why yes, i did make that playlist icon. She’s my artist of the month, my playlist of her music has been on loop for a week as i attempt to power through my work. Haven’t made much progress so far though.
God give me strength to deal with these insufferable teachers. One of them gave an entire lecture about how women historically never worked outside the house. The other made inappropriate comments about me in front of my classmates. Overall, today was shitty, but I’m trying to finish at least some of my work before i sleep, with the help of the aforementioned playlist. Ive had terrible dreams the past week, let’s hope i sleep peacefully tonight.
On the bright side, it has now been confirmed I’ve got the highest scores among my class in most subjects, yaay!
