We are many persons sharing this same shell of flesh. Not all of us are human, nor are all of us "of this time and place". Some of us did not come from the original One, but rather are. . . visitors, if you will. We became aware of each other (or rather the "Front" did) in 1997. You may, if you wish meet some of us although many of us may not care to write here. We self-injure, or SI, and some of us are writing about it and trying to work through that. Although it is far from complete, here is some of our history. (Note: this contains material on extreme abuse)
As for our interests, we are currently attending college and enjoy roleplaying games.
We shall at some point have links to some sites related to games we play.
We write poetry and short stories, some of which are available
here. We are studying to be a psychologist (ironic enough, isn't it?)
and hope to work with survivors of abuse. Some of us are also pagan (and some are Catholic), and
have interests in Celtic and Irish history and mythos.
An essay by the Ians (the Fronts)|
Read the Old Front's Journal
Read the Collecter's story
Songsmith's House of Healing
visit our poet
Visit Darkness' Realm of Shadows
Welcome to nothing's hell
enter Jackson's haven
read one of the Concentration Camp Children's words
The Kindern Aus Mengele
visit Delerium's Madness
Beyond the Lake
My Name Is
© 1997 firstname.lastname@example.org