Apr
16
Posted by Lilith on April 16, 2013 at 8:52pm
“Take a breath an tell us, Lilith, more we knows, easier it will be ter find him....”
"I...I see him amongst the stars.... he... as if he is shredded apart.... then in a flash he is on this strange place. I always see him back in this strange place no matter how I dream or where he was...but... when it comes to seeing people.... I have dreamed ... dreams of others dying as well......
Apr
16
Posted by Lilith on April 16, 2013 at 2:55pm
Lilith sits quietly in her bed at the clinic, thinking like she usually does between any visitors, though it had been lonely. It had been a few weeks now since everyone had told her that Leon was sucked though some portal. There were bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, being here. Her ears twitch a bit as she looks over hearing someone entering where she was. The other thing that kept eating at...
Apr
16
Posted by Father Moonwall on April 16, 2013 at 12:00pm
The small sparsely finished room was lit brightly by exactly seventy-three candles. Father Ora Moonwall sat hunched over a design on the wooden floor, compass and yardstick in one hand, sharp piece of chalk in the other. The only sound was the occasional sputter of flame from the candles, the scratching of the chalk on the floor, and the incessant grinding of the old man’s molars whilst he concentrated on his designs. ...
Apr
15
Posted by Brother Lapis on April 15, 2013 at 11:15pm ...1 replies
Nothing could foul Brother Lapis' mood today, or so he thought. Brother Rudyard noted the spring in his step as he entered the refectory for breakfast, as did Loxley, who gave him an accusing stare before getting up to get his plate. The others were helping themselves to the food set on the table, as were the students who sat at their own table. "You look remarkably well rested, Dominic," said Brother Rudyard knowingly. "Is your fast...
Apr
13
Posted by Dee Wells on April 13, 2013 at 2:19pm
Becoming vaguely aware of the room around here, Dollianna
struggled to get her eyes open. A memory flashed into her Gulliver: Calm air,
warm fuzzy feelings... a flash of light, bits of porcelain exploding away,
darkness, cold... then the sensation of the room faded away again to nothing as
a strange voice whispered, “This won’t do...”
Slowly the room came back into her consciousness and this
time there was...
Apr
12
Posted by Dr Joseph Foehammer on April 12, 2013 at 6:35am ...1 replies
It had been over fifty years since Joseph Foehammer last rode on a train. That he should feel such excitement over so trivial an event surprised him. It was a pleasant reminder of that childhood sense of wonder so easily forgotten beneath decades of adult sobriety. Yet his feelings of elan appeared subdued when compared against the unconstrained mania Nefertiti was demonstrating as she ran from one side of the aisle to the other.
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