He knew that even hinting to the young Vox could well be a mistake. He would not understand. None of them could, as the memory overtook him...

Send a heartbeat to
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass

Around him, the Neverborn kneeled in reverence.

For now we stand alone ( Read more... )

With a single exception, I've unlocked all the old stories. First-time visitors can see the 100 or so entries that have been written over the last two years, and those who have been around may find a new story, unearthed from an old filter.

Enjoy the reading. Comments are love.

The bubble that seperated the Abyss from the Fallen... or was that a trick of the mind, seeking to explain that which could not be comprehended? When a man who hurt too much to exist stepped forth, into the Singularity, had it truly been eternal, or did it spring forth at the moment of his casting ( Read more... )

It was eight days ago, and the kilted one was chumming his Order's forum for conversation...

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When is Law not as important as Good?

"Strict observance of the written law is doubtless one of the high duties of a good citizen, but it is not the highest. The laws of necessity, of self-preservation, of saving our country when in danger, are of ( Read more... )

He was Kheiron. Wise teacher of heroes, eternally wounded, never dying.

He was Felix.

He was Baal. Forged by an angel and a saint.

He was Legion. For he was many. And the many did many things at once...

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"Look, mano. This isn't going to be what I wanted to say in public. And I fucking told Payday and Izzy that a few hours ago. She ripped ( Read more... )

The man remembered when he would have not done this.

The man remembered when "that bastard kilt-wearing Vox assassin" didn't describe him ( Read more... )

"Cant stop whats coming
Cant stop what is on its way"It was the twenty-fourth of August. Miriam had just been requested to enter the kitchen in the Anglesey chantry, alone. Felix accompanied her anyway ( Read more... )

Yes, Buser fails at several of the social aspect of LARP. This usually has negative social connotations for my characters, and the roleplay follows accordingly, leaving my PC a pariah ( Read more... )

The most unexpected of friends sat across a table in the Chapterhouse, discussing the Vox Draconis"I'm continuing forward with my decision ( Read more... )