Ren hung Gareth's jacket back up, and it had a lot of the snow on it, but there was no saving her shoes. They were 50% snow and ice by volume. She kicked them off near the entrance where there were piles of snow anyway. Maybe he had... towels or something. She wouldn't want him to slip in a puddle and fall. He was very tall; he had a long way to fall.
"I think I got th' door to th' point it won't fall off," she told him, rubbing snow out of her hair and brushing it off her pants as best she could. She was freezing, but she thought she might warm herself by the fire before cuddling up with Gareth again. She didn't know if half-demons could catch a chill, but it was better safe than sorry, right?
"Lemme know as soon as you think y'can eat. I might make some more tea, but less garbage this time... Gareth?"
He was laying still on the floor. Had he actually fallen asleep while she was out? Trying to be more quiet, she carefully approached where he was lying down. He looked asleep. But...
Paranoia seized in her chest. Something was wrong. Something felt wrong. Approaching more quickly, she knelt down by him. The closer she was to him, the more wrong it felt. He was breathing, shallowly; he showed all those visible signs of life. But while she couldn't explain it consciously, he felt wrong. She was looking at Gareth, but she wasn't seeing him. She was seeing a wax doll someone had made. A... breathing wax doll? That was impossible. She went to check his pulse, trying to reassure herself that he was just sleeping, but when she touched his neck, she noticed something terrifying.
He wasn't hot to the touch.
Gareth was always hot to the touch. And she was freezing cold from working in the snow. He should have all but burned her, like when she'd been corpse-cold in her sickbed. Instead, he barely felt lukewarm. Something was horribly, horribly wrong.
It was then that she noticed the piece of paper in his hand. She pulled it out, his limp hand giving no resistance.
Pentagram. Runes. Alien letters.
She recognized this. This was the same thing that had been carved under her bed, before they'd torn up the floor and replaced it. Or something similar. She hadn't gotten a very good look at it, but it seemed in the same vein. Was this the sleep spell Gareth had been talking about?
She didn't know much about sleep spells, but she didn't think they generally included pentagrams and blood. She really didn't. Why would he do this when she was gone? He'd said it was too dangerous. He'd seemed to be doing better! Had it started hurting badly once she'd left? She swung towards Phoebe, mentally, all in a fury. Why hadn't she been informed?! But to Phoebe, it had simply looked like he'd been writing something down, and then fallen asleep.
Ren grit her teeth, trying not to panic. She was failing.
"Gareth? Gareth? Wake up." She tried shaking his shoulders, gently, not wanting to upset his injury. Nothing. Bracing herself, she drew back her hand and slapped him in the face.
Nothing.
Was he getting colder, or was it just her imagination? Was his breathing getting shallower? She began to tremble, pure terror setting in in earnest. She had known as soon as she'd seen him, she just hadn't wanted to believe it.
Gareth was dying.
Right in front of her, Gareth was dying, because she'd left and something had happened or he'd just been waiting for her to turn around to cast his stupid spell and something had gone wrong because he was sick and now he was gone, he was gone. There was no sword she could pull out of him, though she scrambled at him frantically, shaking him as if she could shake him back to life. There was no flame to burst him back to improbable life. There was no heat left inside him at all.
A cascade of chaotic emotions rushed through her, the stages of grief in a repeating spectrum. This was her fault. This was Colin's fault. She'd kill him. How could she explain this to Avi? She couldn't. She'd have to run. She couldn't possibly run. There was no running from this. Gareth was gone, sinking into that black abyss, with nothing but the roar of the sea to keep him company. What happened to people when they died? Was that it? Was it just an abyss? Or was that because she hadn't been quite dead? Or just a dream? Maybe nothing happened. Or maybe he was in hell, because he was a half-demon. Maybe he was with his mom.
Her breath was coming too fast, shallow barely-there gasps as she clutched his cooling hand in both of hers. She couldn't stand the thought that it would never move again, never stroke her cheek or curl into her hair. She couldn't live in a world without his warmth. It was too cold. The world was frozen over in a blizzard that would never end. She was corpse-cold by the fire with him and neither of them would ever be warm again.
Her eyes fell on her bag, spilled on the floor at the foot of his make-shift bed. The few things she had with her, nothing that could help. Nothing useful. She'd set this all in motion by running away; it was her fault he was dead, and what had she brought? Nothing but poison. At the end of the day, she was what she'd always been. No matter how much she tried to help people, to save them, all she ever brought was death, trailing in her wake. Everyone knew she was a monster. Even other monsters. All she had was poison.
There was only one thing to do with poison.
She remembered a play she'd seen as a child, one lover discovering the other's corpse and poisoning themselves, unable to bear being in the world without them for even one minute. As a child, she thought it was stupid. If they'd just waited, it would have been fine. But now, she felt much the same way. She didn't want time to keep passing. She couldn't let it keep passing. If Gareth was gone, she wanted to be gone. If Gareth was in that dark place, she wanted to be there too. She would take anything, anything at all, over being here one more second with his fading breath.
Leaning over his body, she kissed him one more time. His breath was cold against her lips. He was unresponsive. There was no such thing as a true love's kiss, anyway.
Hand's trembling, she uncorked the bottle on the moonshine and downed it. It burned, but this time she was ready, and didn't choke. It hadn't been enough before, and she couldn't bear the thought of waking up when they were both cold, so she grabbed some of the herbs and stuffed them into her mouth as well, chewing and swallowing as fast as possible. Her head was already beginning to swim. Everything was starting to hurt. But, as she collapsed onto the pillows next to Gareth, curling against his body as her vision went dark, it was nothing but a relief. Maybe wherever they went next, nothing would hurt.
Ren awoke, as she had before, suspended in an absence of world. She was pissed the second she did, because she'd kind of been hoping she'd done it better this time. Or maybe this really was just what happened when you died.
It didn't take her nearly as long to catch her bearings this time, the roaring sound of waves in the distance and also kind of right on top of her. She stayed where she was, stubborn and annoyed. Was this supposed to be an afterlife? She wasn't impressed. It was not even slightly what the church had promised. Eventually, she began to approach the sound as she had before. She had no real sense of moving, but it was getting louder.
...Actually...
It seemed like maybe it wasn't just blackness? Rather than having no eyes, it seemed more like she was in the dark. But like. Darker dark. She could see in the dark; she had never experienced a lack of light so fierce that she couldn't see. If it was just very dark here, she really ought to be able to see. She always could before. And, yes, now that she thought about it, she could definitely make out some blurry shades of grey. She couldn't tell what they were, but it wasn't just all nothingness.
First sound, now sight? She was willing to bet there were all sorts of things to sense here, and she'd just not been doing it right. That would be just like her, too stupid to realize how her own eyes worked just because it was a bit different. Annoyed now at herself, she stretched her senses out the way she did when hunting for rats.
Yes! See? There!
There was definitely something, on the edges of her awareness. Something familiar, so it was probably a rat. It seemed ridiculous that there would be a rat here, but maybe it was like... an astral rat or whatever. She wasn't going to question it. She was just going to head that way.
The sound of the ocean was almost deafening, now that she was figuring out senses in a general sense. It was something she could feel inside of her, roar after roar tugging at her core. Like when the waves of the Great Lake hit you during a storm and tried to pull you out. She tried to ignore it, or brace herself against it, as she waded towards the sensation in the distance.
As she got closer, she realized, slowly, why it had felt familiar. This wasn't a rat, but it was something she knew very well. Something she saw almost as regularly. Something she'd seen every single day for the past year.
It felt warm. In fact, with that feeling like sight that wasn't sight, it almost seemed to glow like a fire warding off the all-encompassing darkness. Maybe it was that light that had thrown the rest into relief, allowing her to see.
She knew this feeling. She knew how it throbbed in her chest and she could taste it bursting against her tongue, heat against her skin and burning pleasure deep inside her. Happiness and trust and fear and desperation. Her senses burst to life in a blinding grey-scale rainbow, colors she was unaccustomed to seeing, colors she wasn't really seeing. It was disorienting. She thought her soul might be screaming, if that was a thing they could do.
But that didn't matter. That didn't matter at all, because she'd found Gareth.
She had thought she'd been being poetic and dumb when she'd thought she might chase him into this black abyss, but here he was. The important part of him. She could tell. This was the him that had been missing from his body. She rushed towards him, and the waves grew louder still.
They were pulling at him too, she realized. Pulling him out. Away from her.
A burning rage lit inside her, a fury so potent that it frightened her. It was larger than her, larger than any shell she'd inhabited before. It encompassed her whole consciousness, washing the grey-scale world in red.
She'd lost so much in her life. Everything she'd ever had, it had been brief and transient. Nothing was forever, and she didn't get nice things. Even the limited happiness of her home with the Duke had faded so quickly, ripped out of the world and out of her grasp. Now this? She'd found Gareth, then lost him, then found him again, and now this? How dare it try to take him from her. How dare anyone or anything try to take him from her.
She'd had it with losing, and she would drain the entire ocean before it let it pull Gareth one inch further away from her.
Everything tasted like fire and felt like blood and stank of her own incandescent fury. She wrapped all that she was around this sensation of Gareth, and like a cat encircling her kittens, hissed. The roar of the ocean retreated away from her rage, and she sunk her claws into Gareth and pulled.
Everything hurt.
Her senses returned to her slowly, one at a time, and each one radiated pain. She immediately missed the nebulous sensations of the ocean, and thought perhaps this was her punishment for lashing out at it the way she had. That was what happened when you lost your temper and lashed out. They always had a way to make you hurt worse.
But, no, nothing in the world could be a worse punishment then the fact that she still had a consciousness. Not the agony in her bones, not the taste of blood in her mouth, and not the screaming all around her.
Wait.
Screaming?
Her awareness opened before her eyes, and she realized that it was rats she was hearing screaming, in her mind as well as her ears. There were rats here? If she was alive, she was going to be furious.
She shifted slightly, but even that slight movement made her ache. Something was warm against her skin, growing warmer. Hot. Painfully hot, almost. A fire?
Forcing one eye to open took an unreasonable amount of willpower, but when she did, she was greeted with a wall of red skin. Ah. That would be the source of the warmth, then. Gareth--
No. Gareth had gone cold, and then she'd gone cold. He only seemed hot because she was freezing. She'd failed to kill herself again. She'd have to wait for the King to do it properly, and she didn't want to see his face or know what he'd do to her.
For the love of fuck why wouldn't they stop screaming?!
The sounded ended abruptly, but she could still feel their panic. For the love of god, what was wrong.
Death. Death was wrong. First Gareth, then her, then everyone.
Everyone? That wasn't right. She could feel life, she pointed out, a dozen or more.
...A dozen? Hadn't there been over a hundred?
Not anymore. The images came to her in a rush through a dozen rat eyes, heaps of rats lying dead in the rafters or out in the stables. Panic thrummed in her chest, but the sensation of death so close just made her realize an opposite sensation even closer.
Gareth was definitely breathing. Gareth was definitely getting hotter.
"I think I got th' door to th' point it won't fall off," she told him, rubbing snow out of her hair and brushing it off her pants as best she could. She was freezing, but she thought she might warm herself by the fire before cuddling up with Gareth again. She didn't know if half-demons could catch a chill, but it was better safe than sorry, right?
"Lemme know as soon as you think y'can eat. I might make some more tea, but less garbage this time... Gareth?"
He was laying still on the floor. Had he actually fallen asleep while she was out? Trying to be more quiet, she carefully approached where he was lying down. He looked asleep. But...
Paranoia seized in her chest. Something was wrong. Something felt wrong. Approaching more quickly, she knelt down by him. The closer she was to him, the more wrong it felt. He was breathing, shallowly; he showed all those visible signs of life. But while she couldn't explain it consciously, he felt wrong. She was looking at Gareth, but she wasn't seeing him. She was seeing a wax doll someone had made. A... breathing wax doll? That was impossible. She went to check his pulse, trying to reassure herself that he was just sleeping, but when she touched his neck, she noticed something terrifying.
He wasn't hot to the touch.
Gareth was always hot to the touch. And she was freezing cold from working in the snow. He should have all but burned her, like when she'd been corpse-cold in her sickbed. Instead, he barely felt lukewarm. Something was horribly, horribly wrong.
It was then that she noticed the piece of paper in his hand. She pulled it out, his limp hand giving no resistance.
Pentagram. Runes. Alien letters.
She recognized this. This was the same thing that had been carved under her bed, before they'd torn up the floor and replaced it. Or something similar. She hadn't gotten a very good look at it, but it seemed in the same vein. Was this the sleep spell Gareth had been talking about?
She didn't know much about sleep spells, but she didn't think they generally included pentagrams and blood. She really didn't. Why would he do this when she was gone? He'd said it was too dangerous. He'd seemed to be doing better! Had it started hurting badly once she'd left? She swung towards Phoebe, mentally, all in a fury. Why hadn't she been informed?! But to Phoebe, it had simply looked like he'd been writing something down, and then fallen asleep.
Ren grit her teeth, trying not to panic. She was failing.
"Gareth? Gareth? Wake up." She tried shaking his shoulders, gently, not wanting to upset his injury. Nothing. Bracing herself, she drew back her hand and slapped him in the face.
Nothing.
Was he getting colder, or was it just her imagination? Was his breathing getting shallower? She began to tremble, pure terror setting in in earnest. She had known as soon as she'd seen him, she just hadn't wanted to believe it.
Gareth was dying.
Right in front of her, Gareth was dying, because she'd left and something had happened or he'd just been waiting for her to turn around to cast his stupid spell and something had gone wrong because he was sick and now he was gone, he was gone. There was no sword she could pull out of him, though she scrambled at him frantically, shaking him as if she could shake him back to life. There was no flame to burst him back to improbable life. There was no heat left inside him at all.
A cascade of chaotic emotions rushed through her, the stages of grief in a repeating spectrum. This was her fault. This was Colin's fault. She'd kill him. How could she explain this to Avi? She couldn't. She'd have to run. She couldn't possibly run. There was no running from this. Gareth was gone, sinking into that black abyss, with nothing but the roar of the sea to keep him company. What happened to people when they died? Was that it? Was it just an abyss? Or was that because she hadn't been quite dead? Or just a dream? Maybe nothing happened. Or maybe he was in hell, because he was a half-demon. Maybe he was with his mom.
Her breath was coming too fast, shallow barely-there gasps as she clutched his cooling hand in both of hers. She couldn't stand the thought that it would never move again, never stroke her cheek or curl into her hair. She couldn't live in a world without his warmth. It was too cold. The world was frozen over in a blizzard that would never end. She was corpse-cold by the fire with him and neither of them would ever be warm again.
Her eyes fell on her bag, spilled on the floor at the foot of his make-shift bed. The few things she had with her, nothing that could help. Nothing useful. She'd set this all in motion by running away; it was her fault he was dead, and what had she brought? Nothing but poison. At the end of the day, she was what she'd always been. No matter how much she tried to help people, to save them, all she ever brought was death, trailing in her wake. Everyone knew she was a monster. Even other monsters. All she had was poison.
There was only one thing to do with poison.
She remembered a play she'd seen as a child, one lover discovering the other's corpse and poisoning themselves, unable to bear being in the world without them for even one minute. As a child, she thought it was stupid. If they'd just waited, it would have been fine. But now, she felt much the same way. She didn't want time to keep passing. She couldn't let it keep passing. If Gareth was gone, she wanted to be gone. If Gareth was in that dark place, she wanted to be there too. She would take anything, anything at all, over being here one more second with his fading breath.
Leaning over his body, she kissed him one more time. His breath was cold against her lips. He was unresponsive. There was no such thing as a true love's kiss, anyway.
Hand's trembling, she uncorked the bottle on the moonshine and downed it. It burned, but this time she was ready, and didn't choke. It hadn't been enough before, and she couldn't bear the thought of waking up when they were both cold, so she grabbed some of the herbs and stuffed them into her mouth as well, chewing and swallowing as fast as possible. Her head was already beginning to swim. Everything was starting to hurt. But, as she collapsed onto the pillows next to Gareth, curling against his body as her vision went dark, it was nothing but a relief. Maybe wherever they went next, nothing would hurt.
Ren awoke, as she had before, suspended in an absence of world. She was pissed the second she did, because she'd kind of been hoping she'd done it better this time. Or maybe this really was just what happened when you died.
It didn't take her nearly as long to catch her bearings this time, the roaring sound of waves in the distance and also kind of right on top of her. She stayed where she was, stubborn and annoyed. Was this supposed to be an afterlife? She wasn't impressed. It was not even slightly what the church had promised. Eventually, she began to approach the sound as she had before. She had no real sense of moving, but it was getting louder.
...Actually...
It seemed like maybe it wasn't just blackness? Rather than having no eyes, it seemed more like she was in the dark. But like. Darker dark. She could see in the dark; she had never experienced a lack of light so fierce that she couldn't see. If it was just very dark here, she really ought to be able to see. She always could before. And, yes, now that she thought about it, she could definitely make out some blurry shades of grey. She couldn't tell what they were, but it wasn't just all nothingness.
First sound, now sight? She was willing to bet there were all sorts of things to sense here, and she'd just not been doing it right. That would be just like her, too stupid to realize how her own eyes worked just because it was a bit different. Annoyed now at herself, she stretched her senses out the way she did when hunting for rats.
Yes! See? There!
There was definitely something, on the edges of her awareness. Something familiar, so it was probably a rat. It seemed ridiculous that there would be a rat here, but maybe it was like... an astral rat or whatever. She wasn't going to question it. She was just going to head that way.
The sound of the ocean was almost deafening, now that she was figuring out senses in a general sense. It was something she could feel inside of her, roar after roar tugging at her core. Like when the waves of the Great Lake hit you during a storm and tried to pull you out. She tried to ignore it, or brace herself against it, as she waded towards the sensation in the distance.
As she got closer, she realized, slowly, why it had felt familiar. This wasn't a rat, but it was something she knew very well. Something she saw almost as regularly. Something she'd seen every single day for the past year.
It felt warm. In fact, with that feeling like sight that wasn't sight, it almost seemed to glow like a fire warding off the all-encompassing darkness. Maybe it was that light that had thrown the rest into relief, allowing her to see.
She knew this feeling. She knew how it throbbed in her chest and she could taste it bursting against her tongue, heat against her skin and burning pleasure deep inside her. Happiness and trust and fear and desperation. Her senses burst to life in a blinding grey-scale rainbow, colors she was unaccustomed to seeing, colors she wasn't really seeing. It was disorienting. She thought her soul might be screaming, if that was a thing they could do.
But that didn't matter. That didn't matter at all, because she'd found Gareth.
She had thought she'd been being poetic and dumb when she'd thought she might chase him into this black abyss, but here he was. The important part of him. She could tell. This was the him that had been missing from his body. She rushed towards him, and the waves grew louder still.
They were pulling at him too, she realized. Pulling him out. Away from her.
A burning rage lit inside her, a fury so potent that it frightened her. It was larger than her, larger than any shell she'd inhabited before. It encompassed her whole consciousness, washing the grey-scale world in red.
She'd lost so much in her life. Everything she'd ever had, it had been brief and transient. Nothing was forever, and she didn't get nice things. Even the limited happiness of her home with the Duke had faded so quickly, ripped out of the world and out of her grasp. Now this? She'd found Gareth, then lost him, then found him again, and now this? How dare it try to take him from her. How dare anyone or anything try to take him from her.
She'd had it with losing, and she would drain the entire ocean before it let it pull Gareth one inch further away from her.
Everything tasted like fire and felt like blood and stank of her own incandescent fury. She wrapped all that she was around this sensation of Gareth, and like a cat encircling her kittens, hissed. The roar of the ocean retreated away from her rage, and she sunk her claws into Gareth and pulled.
Everything hurt.
Her senses returned to her slowly, one at a time, and each one radiated pain. She immediately missed the nebulous sensations of the ocean, and thought perhaps this was her punishment for lashing out at it the way she had. That was what happened when you lost your temper and lashed out. They always had a way to make you hurt worse.
But, no, nothing in the world could be a worse punishment then the fact that she still had a consciousness. Not the agony in her bones, not the taste of blood in her mouth, and not the screaming all around her.
Wait.
Screaming?
Her awareness opened before her eyes, and she realized that it was rats she was hearing screaming, in her mind as well as her ears. There were rats here? If she was alive, she was going to be furious.
She shifted slightly, but even that slight movement made her ache. Something was warm against her skin, growing warmer. Hot. Painfully hot, almost. A fire?
Forcing one eye to open took an unreasonable amount of willpower, but when she did, she was greeted with a wall of red skin. Ah. That would be the source of the warmth, then. Gareth--
No. Gareth had gone cold, and then she'd gone cold. He only seemed hot because she was freezing. She'd failed to kill herself again. She'd have to wait for the King to do it properly, and she didn't want to see his face or know what he'd do to her.
For the love of fuck why wouldn't they stop screaming?!
The sounded ended abruptly, but she could still feel their panic. For the love of god, what was wrong.
Death. Death was wrong. First Gareth, then her, then everyone.
Everyone? That wasn't right. She could feel life, she pointed out, a dozen or more.
...A dozen? Hadn't there been over a hundred?
Not anymore. The images came to her in a rush through a dozen rat eyes, heaps of rats lying dead in the rafters or out in the stables. Panic thrummed in her chest, but the sensation of death so close just made her realize an opposite sensation even closer.
Gareth was definitely breathing. Gareth was definitely getting hotter.
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RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-09-2019, 07:23 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-09-2019, 08:28 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-09-2019, 09:04 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-09-2019, 09:35 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-09-2019, 09:55 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-09-2019, 11:59 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-09-2019, 12:20 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-09-2019, 01:25 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-09-2019, 01:52 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-10-2019, 12:42 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-10-2019, 01:18 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-11-2019, 07:35 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-11-2019, 08:23 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-11-2019, 10:52 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-11-2019, 11:11 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-11-2019, 11:58 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-12-2019, 12:39 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-12-2019, 04:20 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-12-2019, 05:33 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-13-2019, 09:54 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-13-2019, 10:14 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-13-2019, 02:46 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-13-2019, 03:00 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-14-2019, 10:58 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-14-2019, 11:19 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-14-2019, 12:50 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-14-2019, 01:13 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-14-2019, 03:57 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-14-2019, 04:21 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-15-2019, 02:42 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-15-2019, 03:17 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-16-2019, 11:18 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-16-2019, 11:42 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-18-2019, 03:08 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-18-2019, 03:28 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-19-2019, 03:17 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-19-2019, 03:47 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-20-2019, 11:26 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-20-2019, 11:50 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-20-2019, 01:25 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-20-2019, 01:58 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-20-2019, 05:13 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-20-2019, 05:27 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-21-2019, 01:23 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-21-2019, 01:52 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-25-2019, 02:38 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-25-2019, 02:54 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-27-2019, 01:23 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-27-2019, 02:20 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-28-2019, 01:11 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-28-2019, 01:36 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-28-2019, 09:55 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-28-2019, 10:28 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-28-2019, 11:27 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-28-2019, 11:38 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-28-2019, 03:16 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-28-2019, 03:52 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-29-2019, 03:06 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-29-2019, 03:26 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-29-2019, 05:59 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-29-2019, 06:39 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-29-2019, 07:26 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-29-2019, 09:11 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-29-2019, 02:49 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-29-2019, 03:06 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-29-2019, 03:51 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-29-2019, 04:20 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-30-2019, 04:45 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-30-2019, 05:40 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-30-2019, 07:37 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-30-2019, 07:56 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-30-2019, 09:45 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-30-2019, 11:03 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 12-30-2019, 01:27 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 12-30-2019, 01:43 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-01-2020, 01:56 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-01-2020, 02:12 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-02-2020, 01:23 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-02-2020, 01:51 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-02-2020, 02:23 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-02-2020, 02:40 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-02-2020, 03:27 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-02-2020, 03:45 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-03-2020, 06:38 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-03-2020, 07:03 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-03-2020, 08:21 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-03-2020, 11:15 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-03-2020, 12:39 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-03-2020, 12:58 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-05-2020, 10:59 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-05-2020, 11:10 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-05-2020, 03:04 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-05-2020, 03:20 PM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by Tindome - 01-31-2020, 11:34 AM
RE: Beg Forgiveness [Closed] - by SolitareLee - 01-31-2020, 03:27 PM