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Cutie... I'll start us tomorrow if you'd like. :)
It is late afternoon, but night is upon her. Love your ideas. :) Look forward to your post. Sorry for my initial delay!
I love it.. I'm still giggling. Probably be tomorrow before I can post - the church is blowing up... figuratively speaking.
Her pen touched the paper below, her lilly-white hand shaking so badly that the ink smeared and smudged without effort. A soft cry left her lips as blood coated her teeth, her vision narrowing in to the point of darkness abounding. She shook her head, long trestles rushing about in an effort to bring her back to reality. Swallowing hard she reached across the desk and used one hand to steady the other, the letter short and sweet as the breeze brought her a comfort that the dying didn't deserve and most didn't receive.
Jameson,
There is a small chest in my room, under the third wooden piece just left of my bed. If you push hard enough the wood will give way and beneath the wood is a chest that contains all of the proof you need that they do exist. I simply wanted to gather a bit more, but seeing that my life is but a memory in waiting I believe you should take advantage and press the church to act. It is only a matter of time before the monsters come for you and those like us that seek the light and protect justice against their atrocity. I love you and my father and will wait for you in the world beyond this one. Do what we always planned to do brother, bring them into the light.
Your Elle
Her pen dropped as her breathing began to shake the ether just around her, frail hands pressed to the wooden structure below her as the world began to loose color once again. The soft breeze of the wind called to her and forever seemed just beyond her grasp but she knew soon enough she would be in heaven and in the embrace of her beloved mother. Elle took a few tentative steps toward the open window, the desire to fly taking hold of her and giving her legs purpose to finish the short walk to her death, but a death of her choosing, not this horrid end that would become of her. A voice as deep a sin and dark as hell slipped around her, the very essence of it causing her head to drop back and a sigh of desire to leave her cracked lips.
This does not have to be the end. A painful death, alone... with only letters where ones true feelings never can be written down as they should. How do you say 'goodbye' forever? This does not have to be the end. A word. A wish. That is all it would take. A painful death does not have to be the end. If only to see your loved ones one more time.
A tear rolled down her cheek as she choked on a soft sob at the thought that their was another way out of this predicament and yet she knew that her faith allowed nothing but the darkness of fatality to move in like a thief in the night. She shook her head, soft words leaving her lips as she turned and let herself free fall from the second story room, the drop alone enough to kill her. "There is nothing left for me... but this moment."
Jameson,
There is a small chest in my room, under the third wooden piece just left of my bed. If you push hard enough the wood will give way and beneath the wood is a chest that contains all of the proof you need that they do exist. I simply wanted to gather a bit more, but seeing that my life is but a memory in waiting I believe you should take advantage and press the church to act. It is only a matter of time before the monsters come for you and those like us that seek the light and protect justice against their atrocity. I love you and my father and will wait for you in the world beyond this one. Do what we always planned to do brother, bring them into the light.
Your Elle
Her pen dropped as her breathing began to shake the ether just around her, frail hands pressed to the wooden structure below her as the world began to loose color once again. The soft breeze of the wind called to her and forever seemed just beyond her grasp but she knew soon enough she would be in heaven and in the embrace of her beloved mother. Elle took a few tentative steps toward the open window, the desire to fly taking hold of her and giving her legs purpose to finish the short walk to her death, but a death of her choosing, not this horrid end that would become of her. A voice as deep a sin and dark as hell slipped around her, the very essence of it causing her head to drop back and a sigh of desire to leave her cracked lips.
This does not have to be the end. A painful death, alone... with only letters where ones true feelings never can be written down as they should. How do you say 'goodbye' forever? This does not have to be the end. A word. A wish. That is all it would take. A painful death does not have to be the end. If only to see your loved ones one more time.
A tear rolled down her cheek as she choked on a soft sob at the thought that their was another way out of this predicament and yet she knew that her faith allowed nothing but the darkness of fatality to move in like a thief in the night. She shook her head, soft words leaving her lips as she turned and let herself free fall from the second story room, the drop alone enough to kill her. "There is nothing left for me... but this moment."
Y and I are working on a collab for her Elf and my King for the hunters. After its posted I'll post up my huntress and move the night along.
I'll post up my witch tomorrow and we're going with whomever is here to join us. :)
I'll post up my witch tomorrow and we're going with whomever is here to join us. :)
The sound of her voice brought him very little comfort, Gabriel hunched over his study, his eyes concentrating on the possibilities of the union that had been laid before him as a decree. No choice given and yet he knew that he'd not deny God anything, even his only child. He looked up at the beautiful young woman, her long blonde hair moving about her as if it held a life of it's own. He missed the meaning in her utterances, only hearing the timbre of melancholy and yet resolution for completing this task given her. She was her father's daughter if nothing else. His large fingers twirled into the silky trestles as he stood and drew her close to him, wrapping her in a tight hug and kissing the top of her head so carefully. She smelled of spring and roses, grace and hope.
"Father..." Sera moved back and looked up, her violent gaze reminding him so much of her mother. "I said that I'll be fine and when this is over I will return and we'll be back together. Trust me."
A sad smile rushed across his face as he nodded and let himself have one more good look at her, the sound of Malachi clearing his throat brought a growl to Gabriel's lips. Sera patted her fathers arm and gave him one more hug before turning to join their old friend and saying goodbye softly. Her father stood as a statue, his glory and radiance almost blinding as his emotions ran high. Sera wrapped her arm around Malachi's and walked from the house, both of them sighing in relief as they cleared the long strand of golden stairs.
"Where are we going exactly?" She spoke with confidence and purpose.
He smiled, knowing at once that they'd chosen the right representative. "We will meet up at the edge of time and one of our soothsayers from the yonder will appear at the tree of good and evil and do the joining ceremony, child."
"What exactly is the joining ceremony?" She looked behind her only for a moment, the warm wind brushing her long cream colored dress all about her and bringing into effect her angelic appearance.
"You shall soon see."
"Father..." Sera moved back and looked up, her violent gaze reminding him so much of her mother. "I said that I'll be fine and when this is over I will return and we'll be back together. Trust me."
A sad smile rushed across his face as he nodded and let himself have one more good look at her, the sound of Malachi clearing his throat brought a growl to Gabriel's lips. Sera patted her fathers arm and gave him one more hug before turning to join their old friend and saying goodbye softly. Her father stood as a statue, his glory and radiance almost blinding as his emotions ran high. Sera wrapped her arm around Malachi's and walked from the house, both of them sighing in relief as they cleared the long strand of golden stairs.
"Where are we going exactly?" She spoke with confidence and purpose.
He smiled, knowing at once that they'd chosen the right representative. "We will meet up at the edge of time and one of our soothsayers from the yonder will appear at the tree of good and evil and do the joining ceremony, child."
"What exactly is the joining ceremony?" She looked behind her only for a moment, the warm wind brushing her long cream colored dress all about her and bringing into effect her angelic appearance.
"You shall soon see."
He wanted to ask her a million questions, but realized now might not be the time. Instead he turned his focus to the event that just took place, his cold fingers reaching out to turn the small nob on the dial, bringing in the soft hum of the radio and calming his nerves instantly. He looked in the rear view mirror to see if he could make out the outline of the ghost and he saw nothing. A soft sigh under his breath had him questioning everything that took place - much like he did every time his power was brought to the surface.
What am I? Who am I? What the fuck was that?
He looked over at her, "You'll have to give me directions to your place and then... tell me if you knew those guys tonight. I assume you didn't, but I wanted to make sure you weren't familiar with them."
He rubbed the back of his neck, his hair rising again at the very thought of their power - elemental. "Like they rose from the fucking ground after the lightening struck... impossible"
What am I? Who am I? What the fuck was that?
He looked over at her, "You'll have to give me directions to your place and then... tell me if you knew those guys tonight. I assume you didn't, but I wanted to make sure you weren't familiar with them."
He rubbed the back of his neck, his hair rising again at the very thought of their power - elemental. "Like they rose from the fucking ground after the lightening struck... impossible"
Alrighty - Our spooky RP. Let's do a basic CS and we can plot as we go.
Name: Elizabeth "Lizzy" Parker
Age: 18
Name: Elizabeth "Lizzy" Parker
Age: 18
In about 3 hours, yes! I'm hoping to catch up on here and then crash - hot bath first of course!
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