purgatory.
paradise.
limbo.
inferno.
fire.
water.
air.
earth.
the fierce.
the serene.
the lost.
the damaged.
four.
eight.
four.
eight.
controlling me
controlling me
controlling
medea.
your throne grows cold.
an old man at one side
and a skull at the other,
and the cherubs
will lift the crown
clean from your skull.
[ooc: at the moment, replies to this post may be a little sparser than before - mostly because i don't want to detract from the plot-related action in the game too much, though i'm very flattered people are enjoying it. ♥
it'll be its last post for a week at least though, since i have to go to paris - and since i doubted i'd get time to do this on the weekend, i wound up bringing my deadline forward and fixing it up now. as a result, some people may not get replies for a week or so. apologies in advance.]