I have removed all my muses from Theatrical Muse. aang_air_bender, aille and theo_clairfield. That does not mean that I have left as a moderator, or that I will stop writing for any of them, just that I do not have time to do both any more. I have been neglecting my muses as of late and I do not feel in good consious to be stating to others that they must post when I am not.Those ( Read more... )

Slipping out of bed, with a soft kiss to her husbands forehead, Aille quickly found the gifts she'd been hidding over the past few days and started on her morning task. Having picked up a great idea from the kind Samwise Gamgee, she was giving gifts to her family and friends instead of waiting to see what they'd gotten her. It felt... better ( Read more... )

If she hadn't left her forest two years ago, she wouldn't have the life she had now. She would probably still be hiding in that forest away from everyone. Trusting only very few with who she was ( Read more... )

Snuggling into her husbands arms, she sighed softly and smiled to herself. It wasn't often that the whole family could get together like this, curled up in one of the many chairs/couches/pillows that made up the living room and watch a movie. Bliss and Joan were there, with Serenity sleeping like the little angel she was in the crook of Bliss's ( Read more... )

Who is a mother? Someone who picks you up and kisses your scrapes and makes you feel better? Someone who loves you for who you are and lets you become who you are meant to be? Realizes you, knowing that someday you'll come home? She'd had two mother's while growing up and a third over the past year... while becoming one herself ( Read more... )

There never really was one who got away... she'd only had two loves in her life, one that she lost to death and the other who was the half of her soul. Oh there'd been times in her life when she'd thought there'd been more than a passing glance, but nothing that she'd thought to keep. And now she had that ( Read more... )

Punching the bag that was hanging from the cealing, she couldn't help but feel hurt. They knew... knew who took her... an offering... nothing more than an offering for someone. Was her whole childhood a lie? Was her whole life a lie ( Read more... )

Àille looked up at her home and smiled. It had grown with her over the last 1600 years, quite literally. The tree had started off as nothing more than big enough for her to lay in the branches, but it had drawn her because of the fact the butterflies all been perched around it. It was almost a hundred years before she'd started to really start ( Read more... )

She sat on the edge of the pond, dangling her legs in the warm water and smiling softly to herself. Thinking to herself about the family she had, the family she recently found and the life she had now ( Read more... )

( *Blush* )