She carefully measured the small bronze pellets into her crucible, pulling on her heavy gloves as she clamped it and carried it over to the fire. She sat quietly, deep in thought as she held the crucible over the fire, watching the fire swirl the pellets ( Read more... )

Rowena held the wax in her hand, carving swiftly. She knew what she would create for Asente’s statue, and she intended to finish it as quickly as possible. She had spent the day in the Dregs. The people that surrounded her while she was there, the chimera that she assisted, made her feel better then she had in months. She felt as though she had ( Read more... )

Rowena smiled to herself as she moved through the Dregs. Everything in the area was dark, sad. She felt a quick surge of anger that Sif had allowed her people, her charge, to degrade so far. She bent to speak softly to one of the Chimera, offering a gentle smile to the creature ( Read more... )

So...Love and Betrayal. The topic that night that I first met Asente. Why is it that men tell me they care, tell me they want me, tell me all these wonderful things...and then run off with all the sweet things melting on their tounges? I can't say much for Asente...he promised me nothing outright. I read too much into his actions. I did that ( Read more... )

She awoke in the morning, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. If the dreams had come, she did not remember what they contained. She swung her feet out of the bed, the puppy scrambling out of her way and looking up at her, warm brown eyes studying her. She laughed, scratching the puppy behind the ear, moving quickly over to the window, gazing out at ( Read more... )

She curled up on the couch, sighing softly, her head filled with twirling thoughts. He had used her as a weapon against her will…again. She hated the fact that she had told him enough about her that he had that leverage. She could really only blame herself for trusting him…even when Ryknar and Marie and Sin had told her that she shouldn’t. She ( Read more... )

She flung open the windows and doors leading into her workshop, stepping back to examine the statue. It was finally finished. She should have just done it here, rather then even attempting it in Pacifica. Things here were not calm by any means, but at least she was not walking on egg shells with the people here, the people that were growing ( Read more... )

She stood in front of the mirror, singing along with the radio as she applied the heavy oil to her wrists and throat. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled wickedly. She looked damn good...but then, didn't she always? She laughed and moved into the livingroom to wait for Theodore. She was looking forward to their evening out. It was a ( Read more... )

She smiled softly, biting her lip and looking up to Theo as he dressed, moving quickly around the room to ready himself. He bent over the bed, gently brushing the hair back from her face. She smiled softly, leaning up and resting her hands on his shoulders, kissing him gently. He held her close for a moment, before turning and leaving the house ( Read more... )

She sighed softly as she slipped beneath the satin sheet.  She could not deny the dreams any longer.  She could feel them niggling at the back of her head, could feel the hot blood splattering her face.  It was time to let them come again...and she would face them, and deal with them.  The tea was nice, but it only showed that she was weak.

She ( Read more... )