She examined the weapon before her, frowning softly as she looked at the blade that she was shaping. A heavy, thick sword...one that would be suitable for a troll to weild in combat. She turned it this way and that, examining it in the light. She could see the distractions running through her mind taking its toll on her work, and she signed softly ( Read more... )

She drew the sword out of its snug leather home, examining the beautiful blade that she had crafted. It had taken longer then she had anticipated, longer then she ever took...but they were finished. Perfect ( Read more... )

She approached the freehold in the early morning sunlight. Domus was close behind her, his calm demeanor false as he took in everything that surrounded him. She felt safe with Domus...she knew that with him, Max wouldn't hurt her. She moved closer, her stomach dropping as she approached the door.e approached the freehold in the early morning ( Read more... )

She glanced over to him as she neared the reservation, biting her lip, her fingers gently resting on his knee.  She held back her words, the ones that she wanted to say.  She'd said it all before, and his response had been the same.

"Brandon...do you have to go?"

"Yes, dearest, I do.  You know I do."

"Let me come with you.  I can help.  You KNOW that ( Read more... )

    She was lost.  In a castle…everything around her was so cold and wet.  She could feel the wetness on her chest, and spreading out to cover her body.  Her body ached, every muscle felt as though it was on fire.  But she felt safe, warm.  This place was her haven…this dungeon that she traveled through.  The dungeon walls were dark and slick with ( Read more... )

    She stepped onto the porch of the freehold, turning to look at Brandon, resting a hand on his chest as she spoke quietly, “Wait here for me?  This will only take a moment ( Read more... )

Her sensible heels clicked gently against the cobblestone streets, a gentle swish of the gaucho pants and flowing shirt as she moved.   The streets were silent, the world still.  A soft smile curved the beautiful woman's strawberry lips, a breeze rustling the heavy curls that fell down her back.

She stood for a moment, before turning to her ( Read more... )

She awoke with the first rays of sunshine, groaning softly into her pillow.  Valentines Day.   A day for lovers to show one another how much they truly cared.  She sighed and looked at Max's sleeping form, shaking her head.  Lovers should show each other how much they love one another on a daily basis…not because the calendar deems it appropriate. ( Read more... )

Max pulled her close to him in his sleep.  She watched his ( Read more... )

She watched him from the ruins of her freehold, feeling her heart ( Read more... )