Sanity slips slowly into the sunset…

Sleep, sweet sanctuary so long sought. Siren song, surcease of sorrow, soothe these seamless stretches of somnolent suffering.

Succor!

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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  1. mindspork

    Sheesh. Some silly sentients should sleep some suplimentary sessions. :p

    1. Martha Bechtel

      Sadly, some seekers sleep sidesteps, shuns. Slumber shown in shimmering semblance of success!

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