Walter Thornley's latest activity
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater."You aren't on your own. I am right here," he let the words run out for the time being, they were not needed and he was resigning to... -
Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.He leaned back, making the posture comfortable. Sharp eyes, used to spotting things, especially on the Captain and the lieutenants...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The hand was warm. Walter stood there, quiet, for as long as the touch lasted. He could say a lot of words, to everyone who was hurting...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The figure on the street watched the house go up in flames with Aelius still inside it. Beyond the flames' roar, an exclamation from the...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.To his relief, it was not too bright inside. A group of Huntsmen were drinking together. Cheers went up as they spotted him, the faces...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The baron caught that all-too-quick reply. Did not smirk. Did not huff. Only his eyelashes lowered, gaze turned away from the radiant...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The mask was familiar. He wore it every day, and he knew that the currents of fear ran deeper than the flame could reach. So the flame...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.He saw it. The momentary yearning. The affront that followed. The revelation was no more than a shadow on the wall, but coupled with...
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Walter Thornley reacted to Momoshiro's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with
Magical!.
Momo had never been a stranger to drinking, nor did he have any particular objection to the idea of spending an evening unwinding with... -
… Snap… … pop… A comforting, little sound fills the darkness. A familiar sound. One that feels like warmth against numbed hands...
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Footsteps in the hallway. Voices muffled by old wood. The Planter answered both in turn, though not before its time. Outside the...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.His eyes lingered on the hands touching the face of the patient, gently guiding their convalescence with gestures that had nothing to do...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.Walter couldn't help but let a little relief seep into the monumental self-inflicted neutral stance that was not supposed to show...
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It started with some commonfolk who went out to the swamps. Days before anyone noticed the dark patches. Days more until some of the...
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"She is all that is gracious Her spirit is comely The work of her hands is fair" -Thomas the Rhymer, Ellen Kushner
