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Exploring the Caverns
Charles knew that if his mother ever so much as thought he visited the old catacombs, she would not only never forgive him, but assuredly never let him out of her sight again. While it was true that he had reached his majority, he never wanted to incur her wrath. But once he had heard the stories that there had been a mysterious Phantom living ( Read more... ) -
Charles' Music
He had been eight years old when Charles found the loose floorboard in his rooms, rooms he'd been told, his own father had occupied at one point, long before he was born. The boy had been looking for a suitable spot to hide some of his more precious trinkets when he discovered the loose board. Reaching inside, his small hand discovered a stack of ( Read more... ) -
RP FAQs
What is your policy on RP?I don't really have one per se, seeing as I'm more of a fic-writer than an RPer. To an extent, I can't control who my muses do, and do not, want to talk to. If they don't RP with your muse, it's nothing against the mun personally, I just can't get them to speak up. And I've learned forcing RPs with someone just doesn't ( Read more... ) -
Brooding in the Park
It was a fine Sunday afternoon in mid-June as Charles meandered slowly through the park near the home he shared with his mother and Grandmére. He was nearly eighteen now, a time when he should be looking for his own means of income and suitable independent lodgings, but neither held any fascination for him at the moment. He was simply too engrossed ( Read more... ) -
Credit Where Credit's Due
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A Rather Reluctant Fly theatrical_muse #212
"What event do you wish you could have been a "fly on the wall" for?"There have been any number of conversations I would have wanted to be privy. Why Father left Mother is an example. However, there is one conversation I wish I had never overheard ( Read more... ) -
A Walk Through The Forest: theatrical_muse #193
Based on this picture and events here and here.
March, 1900It was an early spring day and Paris was gloriously ablaze in sunshine. The new century was full of promise as the cool air was of birdsong. Mother had suggested we take a walk through a forest outside of Paris. I was bemused, of course, but I agreed nonetheless ( Read more... ) -
Dance: theatrical_muse #154
Based on these events.It was the spring of 1902 and I was sixteen. I had come home to Paris for a week during a break from school. I was having a light lunch in the kitchen when movement in the back garden caught my eye ( Read more... )
