The sun is a purifying force. Dawn. The break of day. The light which puts all the monsters to bed, sends the nocturnal animals to their hiding holes, and lets mankind know the world is safe to roam once more. Vampires -- self-styled kings of the night -- take to their beds, coffins, boxes, shelter -- whatever keeps them safe. Some can remain ( Read more... )

((OOC: Post was emergency-inspired by a scene run by the lovely Ana concerning the Value of my Soul plot. The characters all witnessed the worst sins they ever committed of each of the seven deadly sins. And they witnessed them through the eyes of their victims. Intense and lovely. Thank you, Ana.))

Another night. Another roomful of kindred I only ( Read more... )

( Cut for graphic description. If you don't handle blood well, don't read ahead. )

I'm not able to put into words the last ten days yet. They will come... but not yet. So, I thought I'd try to write something else. Something I've been thinking about. My hair...

When I returned to kindred society several years ago, I'd been cutting my hair in the shortest of little bobs to my chin for several years at that point. It was simply ( Read more... )

I have finally hit the point of being so tired I can't sleep. It's happened a few other times in life -- long stake outs, the first time Peter went missing, the first few nights after I ran away from my family -- but never for this long and never with no end in sight. I feel like I've been running in circles for three years now. Constantly looking ( Read more... )

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My mother used to sing me a lullabye...

When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother what will I be...

I forgot it for a long time. Thirty years between now and then. For as slow as one's body grows, the Crassus mind grows fast. And Audra was always more of a mother than Anne ever acted. But sometimes she was there, especially when we were little ( Read more... )

I did not want this child. I never wanted to be a mother. I had bigger things to protect, cities to serve, a thin blue line to walk -- not just between the law and criminals, but between kindred and everyone else. I was bigger, more important, more useful as something other than a simple mother. That was for women who had nothing better to do with ( Read more... )

28 minutes and I pulled myself out of the bath, giving myself three minutes to dry off and stick a comb through my hair. I pulled my one fluffy white robe from the back of my bathroom door on and double checked that I was far more presentable than before. All the old bandaids had been removed, a few fresh ones in their place. I almost looked human ( Read more... )

After midnight and I stared at the clock from across the room. I should have been sleeping, but sleep was about the last thing on my mind between bastard Invictus lords, a full case load at the department, and pretty much 24/7 heartburn. Whoever said pregnancy is sexy and glowing is a fucking liar. In a fit of boredom, I'd grabbed the dust buster ( Read more... )

I stand in the foyer of my apartment staring at a sea of broken glass. Every wine glass I own, the glass top of my coffee table, the table from behind the couch, the front of picture frames. Anything easily shattered, I've broken. It still doesn't feel like enough. I grab the phone book off of the side table and launch it at the plate glass sliding ( Read more... )