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Title: Windows of My Soul
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character: Drusilla
Remember when I said I joined
fanfic100 to keep me sane? Well, either I'm crazy, or else I'm going to end up very, very sane. Is it bad I don't know which I'd actually prefer?
Remember when I said that Windows of My Soul was in need of a major structural revision and that I was cannibalizing it to make both A History of Violence and The Watcher’s Diary of Lydia Chalmers?

I mourn no more my vanished years
Beneath a tender rain,
An April rain of smiles and tears,
My heart is young again.
The west-winds blow, and, singing low,
I hear the glad streams run;
The windows of my soul I throw
Wide open to the sun.
--John Greenleaf Whittier, "My Psalm"
I now present you Windows of My Soul: A
fanfic100 Drusilla Project. The plan--this is in many ways an experiment, so we'll see how it works--is for this to tell the other side of the story that The Watcher’s Diary of Lydia Chalmers will put forward, with each sequence of fics (and, for that matter, the individual fics and ficlets themselves) being able to be read on its own, but intertwining and enriching each other when read together. The rest of what was formerly known as Windows of My Soul will now be released as separate stories, of which A History of Violence was one.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character: Drusilla
Remember when I said I joined
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Remember when I said that Windows of My Soul was in need of a major structural revision and that I was cannibalizing it to make both A History of Violence and The Watcher’s Diary of Lydia Chalmers?

I mourn no more my vanished years
Beneath a tender rain,
An April rain of smiles and tears,
My heart is young again.
The west-winds blow, and, singing low,
I hear the glad streams run;
The windows of my soul I throw
Wide open to the sun.
--John Greenleaf Whittier, "My Psalm"
I now present you Windows of My Soul: A
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001. | Beginnings. | 002. | Middles. | 003. | Ends. (Parting of the Ways) | 004. | Insides. | 005. | Outsides. |
006. | Hours. | 007. | Days. | 008. | Weeks. | 009. | Months. | 010. | Years. |
011. | Red. | 012. | Orange. | 013. | Yellow. | 014. | Green. | 015. | Blue. |
016. | Purple. | 017. | Brown. | 018. | Black. | 019. | White. | 020. | Colourless. |
021. | Friends. | 022. | Enemies. (Fearing the Wilderness) | 023. | Lovers. | 024. | Family. | 025. | Strangers. |
026. | Teammates. (Minions) | 027. | Parents. | 028. | Children. (Not Really Here) |
029. | Birth. | 030. | Death. (A History of Violence) |
031. | Sunrise. | 032. | Sunset. | 033. | Too Much. | 034. | Not Enough. | 035. | Sixth Sense. |
036. | Smell. | 037. | Sound. | 038. | Touch. | 039. | Taste. | 040. | Sight. |
041. | Shapes. | 042. | Triangle. | 043. | Square. | 044. | Circle. | 045. | Moon. (Beasts of Blood) |
046. | Star. | 047. | Heart. | 048. | Diamond. | 049. | Club. | 050. | Spade. |
051. | Water. | 052. | Fire. | 053. | Earth. | 054. | Air. | 055. | Spirit. |
056. | Breakfast. | 057. | Lunch. | 058. | Dinner. | 059. | Food. | 060. | Drink. |
061. | Winter. | 062. | Spring. | 063. | Summer. | 064. | Fall. | 065. | Passing. |
066. | Rain. | 067. | Snow. | 068. | Lightening. | 069. | Thunder. | 070. | Storm. |
071. | Broken. | 072. | Fixed. | 073. | Light. | 074. | Dark. | 075. | Shade. |
076. | Who? | 077. | What? | 078. | Where? | 079. | When? | 080. | Why? |
081. | How? | 082. | If. | 083. | And. | 084. | He. | 085. | She. |
086. | Choices. (That Dread Lady) | 087. | Life. | 088. | School. | 089. | Work. | 090. | Home. |
091. | Birthday. | 092. | Christmas. | 093. | Thanksgiving. (Supplication and Gratulation.) | 094. | Independence. | 095. | New Year. |
096. | Writer‘s Choice. | 097. | Writer‘s Choice. | 098. | Writer‘s Choice. | 099. | Writer‘s Choice. | 100. | Writer‘s Choice. |