Hello everyone,

Now that the civilities are over with: non useful info :

Before I go on about me let's talk about what you guys are actually interested in:

ONE LAST TRY UPDATES: The story is not abadonned... yet... I am working on the next chapter, just at an extremely slow pace. Blame my university, I know I do. Want me to update, you can try to guilt me into it by sending me nice reviews. I don't promise it will work, but truthfully everytime I get a really nice review I write at least one fourth of a chapter (a really, really nice review).

Name: ... I can't remember so call me Ellyanah

Age: old enough to care about the next election, not old enough to remember who was the prime minister four prime ministers ago.

Nationality: Canadian, (before you ask why the hell I speak French: I am a French Canadian from Quebec where most people speak French) (And for all those who say though, you haven't been asked recently by an European if you lived in an igloo.)

Occupation: Universtiy. Ergo: the endless hell of midterms, then more midterms and then finals.

Favorite paring:

Severus/Harry

Lex/Chloe

Any pairing written by Shadowglove, she just makes them all so yummy

If you have anything to say to me, feel free to send me a message.

Maintenant, tous ceux qui sont capable de décortiquer cette phrase aller lire toutes les fics de Lychee et supplier la de continuer Sangs (je veux la suite fait la moue)

Now for the proof the fact that I can't spell doesn't matter and that the universe doesn't revolve around spelling:

"Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe."

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