Roswell Fanatics

Thank you for all your feedback! <center> This part is dedicated to Olka, who knows why. Thank you, honey. What you wrote... it really hit home for me. </center> <center> Chapter 37 </center> Germany, March 1943 Water slid down her legs, dripping onto the pavement. Her feet left wet footsteps in the...

I don't know. :? I use the selection tools to make a mask. You select something (e.g. the skin) and you create a mask, select the inverse and fill that with a black color. :P I still don't really understand how they work, but I'm learning. Tasyfa said that you could find masks by searching with Goog...

Cristine: I think I kinda figured out how masks work. That is, I begin to understand how to use them. :? In case you were still planning on making a tutorial; it's no longer necessary. I mean, it'd still be awesome to figure out more about them, but it's no longer really needed. Thanks anyway. :D St...

Part 3 She carefully handed him the bowl of soup, her eyes briefly meeting his as he took it. He nodded his head gratefully and smiled. “Thank you.” “Where’re you from?” she asked as she smiled and sat down beside him, on the Persian carpet, in front of the fire. “New Mexico,” he told her, and took...

<center> Part 2 </center> Later that night, after the wind had dropped and thousands and thousands of snowflakes had been scattered across the country, the traveler had found their pension. She had opened the door, and – when he had asked for a place to spend the night – she had let him in, taken hi...

<center> Snow Angels </center> Summary: inspired by “On Christmas Day” by Dido . Liz has a young daughter that has some problems. An unexpected visitor decides to come by once more, and the little pension that Liz and Alex take care of, is turned upside down by his homecoming. It will consist out o...

Summary: Stupid one-parter. I should have been doing my homework, but I couldn’t. Started fooling around with words, and this is how it turned out. Like I said, stupid. It won’t make you happy or anything. :roll: Disclaimer: Nope. Roswell does not belong to me. It’s all yours. Pairing: M/L Breathe ...

Thanks for the links!

Stefanie xxx

<center> At Seventeen (Happy Birthday, Elizabeth!) </center> Author: Me. Disclaimer: Roswell isn’t mine. Title from the song At Seventeen, by Tara McLean. I believe she covered it from Janis Ian. :? Don’t own them, either. Summary: Liz turns seventeen, and receives an anonymous birthday card. Who se...

<center> Chapter 3 </center> The nurse seated her in a large, comfortable chair with soft pillows before sinking into a similar chair herself. Liz studied the small room for a while, the decorations on the memo-board, the painting next to the window, the clock above the door. Meanwhile Kristel took ...