It began in a small town, as stories often do. It was a quiet place for the most part, a town on the Lachlan River in NSW, Australia. The town was friendly as little towns ever are to strangers, but even so when they saw certain people.. well, they believed their reasoning for not liking them on sight was justified by the odd things that seemed to follow them.

You see, the good folks of Blackridge had the unfortunate delusion that magic, for better or worse, was nothing but fiction. Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter-Is-A-God type fiction. So when things that could not be explained away by reason and science occurred, they blissfully ignored it. Because if they ignored it, who was to say it was real? Certainly no one else in the Western World could still believe in those children’s tales, could they?

So yes, they did notice Raina Tibbits when she moved into the old Williamson house just outside of the main area of town, but if you ask them they’ll deny it. Because she’s too strange for them to acknowledge her existence without admitting that perhaps those old stories aren’t as fictitious as they previously thought. And this is where we meet the lady of the hour, Miss Raina Tibbits. Or Ms, if you prefer - she never minded either way. But she’d prefer you just called her Raina.

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This is my new baby, I’d appreciate if you tried it and commented, even if you don’t like it. Also, C-M itself has a new layout and I’m reordering things again. (If you comment on Moondust, please actually comment on that site, it’d be appreciated, also. Tell your friends!

Well, the school holidays have come and gone again, and its getting deathly cold, because its you know, winter, despite popular belief it actually gets incredibly cold in Australia in the winter.
I haven’t been doing much, I know and I appolguise, I’ve been busy and thus a lot of stuff
remains incomplete.

I’ve been doing a fair but of writing, and will probably get around to fixing the writing section up soon. Most of it is fanfiction of the Harry Potter kind, which is my favorite kind, infact, LotR fanfiction is hard to write, because… well my fellow LotR fans are scarier then my fellow HP fan ^^.

I’m currently planning to write a chapter story on Bellatrix Black-Lestrange’s life, it’s called “Roses in December.” It’ll be from birthto death and have different ratings per chapter, I suppose. Links to everything will go in the writing section and on here when it goes up.

Also, you might wanna grab a look under icons, there should be new ones.

I wont be doing much on here this week, my friend Kate died
and her funeral is on friday.   :’(

We have a new hostee, my friend Bree and her site Black Poppit,
which I’m helping her get into the swing of things.