The man leaned back, to see what she would reap of the questions he had sown.

[her] .............
[her] Oh, my goodness gracious fenderbusting duck-tail.
[her] That's... bad.
[her] Yes. Please. Come visit.And with that, the forms had been obeyed. Hands devoted to atrocity danced upon the keyboard, agreeing to her request with delicate grace. ( Read more... )

White and red ( Read more... )

Dear Diary...

April 6, 2006.

A year, and then some, since I last placed pen to paper.

Does my last diary still sit, in the rooms held for me, two sickles crossed over my pillow?

Perchance.

Endings. Beginnings. Circles. Coils.

Triumphs.

"I remain, Roland le Moissonneur, Questing Philosopher of Tempered Hunger, Harvesting Inceptor of the ( Read more... )

Beginnings. Endings.Roland. Robert. Harvester ( Read more... )

He sat there, with Aspasia, looking upon the face of one he had come to care for.

But it was not he, that she sought out for comfort. Rather, it was her child. Her peer. Her blood. The man that, outside his own family (And what was he now, that he could say that about his beloveds within the di Milan in such callous honesty?) had come closest to ( Read more... )

Beauty smiled, and took his hand.

"I will. And now we face the storm together."

He brought the hand to his lips.

"Then... Draga... where do I sign?"

"You just did."

To others, innocent banter. To these two... the final bricks in the foundation.

(ooc post, potential lemming) So I find myself curious...

I think I know what my character's theme song is.

Tell me, if you will...

A: What do you think it is?

B: Is there a specific song that describes the relationship between your character and mine?

A pause, as he glanced at the document for errors.

"I have spent many a night lately in contemplation... "

Word by word, until he reached the end.

"I abjure my Oaths to the Ordo Dracul."The work was flawless. He waited for the blood to dry, frame prepared. He had never examined his anatomy in such a fashion, the brachial artery laid bare, the ( Read more... )

Scarlet. Cruelty. Faith. Determination. Worship. Tribulation. Devotion. Enlightenment ( Read more... )

The one-who-harvests sat alone.

He did not think of what had happened in this room, with the green velvet swaths covering the walls, the overstuffed pillows on the bed, the splintered door hanging loosely from one hinge.

He did not think of what others would say, one who professed membership in the Circle, who still held true to the Principia, ( Read more... )