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... It's living two truths.

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Llewellyn Brightcloud regarded himself in the full length mirror at Everbloom Gardens. Mirrors were in abundance here, which had startled him when first he was brought to the estate, but as he learned its mistress' foibles, the mirrors had grown sadly amusing. Now he stood and gravely stared at himself in the length of silvered glass, and sighed inwardly.

The Morning After

 

The voices never stop. Velion weakly bats at his ears in his sleep; protesting his awakening. There are rumbles and harsh caws and laughs and shouts and he just wants to lie here under his heavy rug and be warm and safe. Safe in the blue room. Safe in the Lion’s den…the food that is savored and not eaten oh no…not yet.

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For the Children.

((Short entry.))

 

She felt...awkward. Encased in a shell of thick plate, in ostentatious display. Her sideways glances were most usually obscured by a brilliant glimmer of gold, a protestation from Sel'theril at her shoulders and brow. It beamed brightly, seeking to nudge her away her away from a human display of weakness and familiarity with those around her. A prison of gold, was it? ''No,'' she thought. ''Way too dramatic.''

 

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It's not "Living a Lie"....

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Well Bas, the rooms are set up. I think I'll like it here when I don't want to be home. Let's take a moment, huh, and think about what we're doing. Me. Whatever. A lot has changed in a very short time. Maybe it'll help if I work my way through.. I want to be.. whole when she comes.

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Finding Answers Part 4 (finale)

Llew woke flat on his back in the bed at the Scryer Inn. His fingers were still tingling, but he didn't feel ill, or dizzy any more. He felt... good. A long, slow breath and he felt a shuddering exultation somewhere deep inside him. Was that.. was that Desdrel? He wasn't sure. Perhaps it had all been a dream. Perhaps.. not. Artisania had said that here, on this alien world, he was furthest from where his ancestor had any ties or power. Surely this place was the wisest to have confronted and dealt with him?

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Finding Answers Part 3

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The violet-skinned elf paced forward like a prowling cat, and walked around his descendant.

"You're short." he commented unkindly. "And your skin looks sick with that unhealthy pink to it." His comments were incongruous, and Llew felt numbly hysterical.

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Finding the Answers part 2

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When he came to himself, he was lying on something wet. His eyelids felt heavy. Slow to open. He lay for a time, trying to remember what he was doing here. Dreamily, he finally opened his eyes. He lay amid thick shifting fog, a curious mix of black and white which never truly became one or the other. It hurt the eyes, and so he closed them again. The air tasted of nothing. It was silent. For an eternity he remained there, then as his drifting mind roiled like the fog, he felt images moving into view within, and without.

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Finding Answers Part 1

As Llew walked from sitting with Kharris, he deliberately lost himself in the strange loud crowds of the Lower City. Walked beneath alien skies and let the spicy smells sink into him as if to purge away the scent of her hair. Brushed against humans, demons, and everything in between, until his body temporarily forgot what it had felt like to sit with her so close. He felt.. old. His eyes were a steady blue-silver, an even mix now, as he concentrated, and though he did not know it, some of the shadier dwellers of the Lower City melted away before his stern gaze as it passed over them.

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Haste, Hurt, and Thoughts

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Boy, Bas. I might have really messed things up. But.. but I don't CARE. I saw it. I saw everything like it was hanging before my eyes. You know, I felt so warm, and happy, and comfortable sitting beside Kharris. Seeing her smile when I put my cloak over her was.. it was like watching the sun rise when you're cold and shivering. It felt so.. so GOOD. Not you know.. 'good' like in that dream I had where..

Yeah, that was embarrassing. I know. For me, too. YOU were sniffing me like.. well. Anyway.

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Sky Blue

Here I am. Sitting in Feralas, at my camp. I can see the Tauren from here.. Camp Mojache. I don't want to face them. I don't want to face anyone. I need to think. To my left there's a lake. If I looked in the lake's mirror, I'd see myself... but who am I? Ten years ago, my eyes would be the colour of the distant patches of the heavens far above me. But what did that really mean? Was I as innocent as the sea, or the cloudless sky? Perhaps my innocence was just a veil, hiding me from all I was too ignorant to see.

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ART: Kharris & Iloam

I realized last night I'd never drawn Iloam and Kharris smooching, so I owed her one. If anyone has tips on how to make black hair look "shiney" I'm all ears!

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Ealaigh Liom

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I slumped against the door as it closed, trying not to break down into tears.  My chat with Kharris had started off well enough, the ending was something else.  I'd listened with mounting horror as she'd described what they'd done to rip Iloam and Ixinane's souls apart.  The thought of it made me sick.  Just trying to imagine what it would be like if someone did that to me and Yuta ... I was surprised that both of them had survived it; I knew damn well that I wouldn't have.

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Sleep To Dream

Hellfire. Aptly named. It’s hot, it smells like sulfur. I’m getting so tired of the color of the ground. Different shades of red, everywhere, and brown in some places. Inhabited by orcs, demons, and other creatures. Even as I lay here, I can feel the ground shake as bursts of fire come from the ground, and that horrible thing they call a ‘Fel Reaver’ stomps around in seemingly endless circles. With everything going on, I’d lost track of day and night.

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Staring at the Moon

Well, Cinn.. I did it. I talked to her. When she said she loved that other man.. I felt like something snapped inside. I just wanted to be there for her, and help her. She is everything I told her she is. She's beautiful, like a wild creature of fire and air, but inside? She's shy, and gentle, and frightened of being hurt. I can see that. She nearly cried when I said that.. I think I was right.
No, I know I was right.

News from the Sunwalker Estate

Kharris Dawndancer,

I just got word of your departure from my estate. I am sorry I was not available to see you off personally, or to beg you to stay. House Sunwalker is diminished with the loss of so vibrant a woman. Despite the failure of our plan to secure your future as the Lady Sunwalker, I would hope that we two may remain friends.

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Standing in the sun

I don't think I've ever felt like this, Cinn.
I mean.. wow. Let me see if I can re-capture it, because I think I have to understand everything... and nothing's ever happened to me like that before.
I brought the Lady an orchid. I found it in Silvermoon, and it seemed to suit her perfectly. we.. well, we talked for a bit. She wanted to ask me what I thought of Silvermoon. I haven't been there in a while.

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The Day and the Night, and the darkness in between

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Well, Cinn, I am glad you found me. I really am. I hope someone finds Alabaster.. once we're outside, we'll go get him, huh?

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Daddy's Back

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((rated mature for violence))

 

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Going Home Part 5

It was dark. The darkness had become a feature of his universe now, yet within his soul, he felt only light and determination. Light, really. He'd promised, after all. He'd live the way he should, as a Sin'Dorei, but never forgetting where he'd come from, and never, ever forgetting the Light, and that beauty existed in all places. Even a dank pit of a dungeon. Though the last was harder to do, the bruised young elf in the Theramore dungeon made every effort.

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Letter, left by a lover

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(( Mature only for a few curse words ))

 

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Bring us in Good Ale

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"Ello, Crumpet."

Iloam peered up at me, slumped against the doorway of my apartment in Shattrath.  Drunk off his ass, obviously; but not a good kind of drunk. 

"Iloam? What the in fel? You okay?"

Stupid question.  He looked like he belonged in a gutter somewhere: hair plastered to his forehead, disheveled, smelling like old booze and unwashed leather.  There was something else there too, couldn't quite put a finger on it.

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Going Home Part 4

He didn't see the blow which felled him. He didn't feel the hands which searched him. He didn't hear the voices as they took away his armour and tabard. "Damned blood elves. They think they're so clever, trying to trick us! This one.. so convincing. But not good enough. We know the truth. We're smarter than these damned Horde."

Finding nothing tangible, he was thrown in a cell to wake. And wake he did.

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The Ritual part 2: Lex Talionis

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  The air in Tanaris despite the heat felt cold.  I still couldn’t breathe, even with the vast sandy nothingness stretching out in front of me, I couldn’t breathe because Iloam’s cries still echoed behind me.  I shook, and tried not to curl into a ball and sob, I never knew emptiness this complete. 

I hadn’t noticed him there.....even though some part of me registered he had left the ritual once it had been completed. 

 

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The Ritual part 1: Love of mine

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  The plan started as a disaster, something I could completely place on Blackmarrow, it was his idea after all to never tell me that the priest he had chosen to help us separate Iloam and my soul was Kharris.  Apparently they had struck a deal, something again he had never told me about, something about the truce that he wouldn’t end Iloam’s life if she agreed to spare mine. 

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All Alone

7. I'm all alone again.

I remember being at the house in the snow, and for a whole week too! Monday, people came back. The grown ups this time was nicer than the ones that was there when I got trapped. Like, right when I came down the stairs, some lady that looked like she was hiding melons in her shirt came up to me, and asked if I liked flowers and stuff. She gave me a pretty purple one. Then she told me to go talk to some grown up guy with a doggie.

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Bedtime Thoughts

Wow, Bas. What a night. I'm glad Cinn wanted to stay at the camp. What... a... night. That man, Liore? Liore.. he was nice. I liked him. He was very kind to me. I felt so out of place! Everyone was at ease... I'm really not, not in that sort of place any more.
Then Narule. I still don't know how to think about that.. I knew him. I KNEW him, back home! He remembered me!
But.. he's.. he's... yeah, I know. You come closer, Bas. The bed IS wierd. No need to shiver, pup. Narule's undead now.
I have to think a lot more about that.
And... and... and then...

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Where a cat goes from landing

 (( A little outdated.  Things have happened.  But I am a very slow blogger, I hope it doesn't cause too much confusion. ))

The wind was singing up here, and Kharris smiled slowly to hear its song.  Any number of people would have been cross, or more, had they seen her up there, but none of them knew.  The dancer was careful not to let their warnings or admonitions intrude on her peace.  The wind whispered freedom and carried away any thoughts of reservation.  She let it awaken her senses and carry her mind away.

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Gaol ise gaol I

Spring had finally made it to Shattrath, it was nice to open the shutters and let some fresh air blow through my room, clearing out some of the winter funk.  Back when, early spring had been the time for finishing the wool that had been woven over the winter.  We'd scour the grease off it in a vat of stale piss and then the women would take it and pound it against a table to full it.  To keep time, one of the older women would lead a song.  Sometimes the words were traditional, sometimes they'd be made up on the spot; lot of gossip and snarky remarks got passed around th

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Dreams and Sunlight

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Boy, what a walk to get here, huh? But.. wow, boys, look at the view! Mmmm smell that air. Absolutely clean and fresh. Gosh, it's gorgeous. I mean.. well.. yeah. Wow.
Not a cloud in the sky up here. It's just so... blue.

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Preparations


Finally. Soon it would all be over. Pukebile's equipment lay before him, organized into neat rows on the table. Always a firm believer in having the right equipment for the task at hand, he knew only too well the price of being caught unprepared. There was the occasional lucky scrape. Certainly he'd been lucky enough times by now. But luck had a way of seducing you. It wanted you to believe that it would always be there.

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