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Bats swarming the moon. Wolves answering a corpse. Theater, older than the vampire playing it . A distraction dressed up as a death... -
"Woe to all the cats, that dared to take on the rats, just a little bit too big," grumbled the man with one eye. All chimney, wheezing...
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Verity reacted to Rois Sinclair's post in the thread Private [M] The Carousel of Hearts with
Troutin'.
“... Interesting.” This isn’t a quip. It isn’t a remark of boredom, something that could of and has fallen from his toothy mouth in... -
Verity reacted to Rois Sinclair's post in the thread Private [M] The Carousel of Hearts with
Satisfying.
Wishes for hands with the ability to strangle down all the emotion that kept rising within the well, people found the strength to do it... -
Blind to the pyre so the heat felt twice as warm. Blind to the knights standing around her so their silent sobs were twice as loud...
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It all comes squeezed tight. Strong. Wanting and welcoming. She draws him in. More and more with each ply of his finger, then fingers...
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Wet. Sabinian is uncomfortably wet, his robes getting caught on the stream, Midnight's rampage having splashed him well on his chest and...
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Verity reacted to Krava'quiloor's post in the thread Private The Roe of Stranger Tides with
Cute Pat.
The tide receded. She missed that place, where the tribe operated on a gruff, efficient logic that didn't have time for pretences or the... -
The two's eyes were informed by different philosophies, Osytha's focused upon the neckline that informed of movement of the shoulders...
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As the Knight of Dusk had spoke, the Captain of Dawn had taken out quill and folio. Scribbling notations here, and notations there...
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“I knew I was damned from the very first swing of my hammer. I wasn’t nailing up our house. It was a coffin, with my Gigi still in...
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"Granted,"
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He allows her the demanded bite, but the butcher honestly has no idea what she’s doing. He’d never been in any real fine dining...
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The knight's curiosity and propensity for academia was becoming less of a surprise. Faine sunk back into the plush velvet of their...
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In this moment, she knew what it felt like to seethe. To have calmness and rage wage war within herself, to put herself at odds with...
