So what? I lasted as long as I needed to, and dissected as much as was sane. You told me earlier that it wasn't about how we felt for each other, that it was just shits and giggles. Turn those lethal eyes on me again and I will fill your soul...

Being a creature bound by rote and rite, I find the Human lack of respect for previous wards quite abominable. Their's are the mindsets of heretics lashing out at the Natures of natural things because they themselves have created a timing to bind themselves that is so unnatural. Their's are the whims of spoiled gods who have drank too much and ( Read more... )

Flesh and blood...the extrapolation of which being ichor and dust ( Read more... )

All birthing rites have been preformed, to no end. They don't realize that all it took was a few simple words mumbled in the heat of religious contempt. No matter. The syntax errors of the fleshly races are my sup...the blood of their fulfilled spirits is my wine. The avist in me begs that I reclaim the empty haunts of forgotten fanes, that I might ( Read more... )