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Take my hand, lift me up so that I can fly with thee
I need to center myself again ( Read more... ) -
she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
She yearns for her. Ah Elua, it is nothing I can do to help her, and nor do I know how to comfort her with such. I never had one to remember. She passed when I was three and all I know of her is that I look like her ( Read more... ) -
The secrets that you keep are ever ready
As a Heliotrope, should I be falling over my heart for all patrons? Should I be falling in love with a fencepost each time I see one? A gift is a gift, but only for the right person. Better framed it seems, and never used, i'll never know, until it makes it's way back to me ( Read more... ) -
Watch out, you just might go under.
Another d'Aiglemort ( Read more... ) -
Trying to solve life’s mysteries.
Sweet Elua I can barely move, or breath. Just muscles I was told and I have soaked for a days age. That had never happened before and I pray it never does such again. To note though, the ceiling of my room is uninspirational. I shall have to change that. All is well. Save my aches. I pray it stays that way. -
really, life is dandy.
I've tasted only the surface of the depth of his cruelty. If I could have been swallowed by the earth last eve, after the Night Court Council, I would have prayed it so. No better in my actions than the former Dowayne Bryony. That is what he implied. And in truth It is not, expect perhaps the degree to which I've done it. I do not know if they have ( Read more... ) -
Flames to dust, lovers to friends.
I am sure, that the coming weeks will be ones hard to endure for my actions. How dare I, he asked. I dared because I love. Bitter medicine. I returned to my house, instead of staying like he had instructed me to. I can recuperate at Heliotrope as good as I could in Camellia. He was upset, moreso than I had seen before when I laid down my promise. ( Read more... ) -
we were young and we'd never compromise.
So much pain, and in so many. If I could take it all from them, bear it upon my own shoulders, I would. But I cannot and instead I can only sit and listen. I learned a little more about someone I love and someone I didn't know ( Read more... ) -
This years love had better last...
I'm finally getting around to redecorating the room. Gautier spoke that it reminded him of a mausoleum in Caerdicca. I agreed. So I have been making the drapes to cover the walls, and if it's black in color then it goes. I so dearly loved prosper but I could not understand when I stepped foot in the room how he lived in this room. Cream and blue, ( Read more... ) -
I don't care what they say...
I'm night unto bursting. I do not know if can do this. If I can last.