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I'm have a fuzzy mind today.. someone please help me!

My name is Eladia Tulas. I don't know who gave me my first name, I think in some unconscious of my creation I called myself by that name... but my last was a honor-wrapped gift I received on my wedding day... By any standard numerical logic, I am two-years-old... okay well 3 1/2 if you count the time it took for Nema to cook me up. Any other my age would be toddler-sized and learning new words.  I was not.  I was a near adult, human-like doll made to house the spirit of another, whose body had been stolen by my creator. She wanted to kill several birds with one stone - get a new body, test her experiment, smother a budding love, and cause ge

I love you Ran.... I really do. *Uswega Whitefang rolls around in the sheet of her exceedingly large bed... only a white lump and a wire thin caramel colored brown tail betrayed her presence.* I sooo need scratchies right now... *poking out her mousey head of golden hair, a pair of violet eyes stared at the nonmoving ceiling fan as a small hand dug around in the mass of hair* ... Not the same. Love isn't supposed to hurt... is it? Yet there's this... this intensity when I think of one certain person. Quite honestly, I wonder how long my life essence would last without that passion.  A passion that was strong enough to bring me back from t