Stitches is a short story about a dream that I had. The dream I had was a great story waiting to be put on paper, so I have decided to share this tale with you. Meet Thyme, a lonely girl who isn't made of skin and bones, but rather of thread and cloth. She has never been outside of the confinements of her tower. When she devises a plan and gets out, she enters the hectic world of where people are not made of thread and cloth... This is just a short story to read in your spare time, browsing through books.

In the modern world, the Zodiac Council has been sent down to earth to deal with (meddle with) the mortals' lives. They do this for one reason: to gain the ancient relic that has given all immortals power. They choose mortals born under their sign to go find it, and Vidia and Percival (along with some other friends) are caught in the middle of this dilemma. I'm still writing this story, so hang on for a bit until I finish it. Thank you! AN: I would like to know who you guys ship, and, if possible, who your favorite character is, so I can kill them off later-- I mean, get to know you guys.