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The Blade PrincessThe woman he loves is made of steel – silver embedded with ice and gold. She’s as slender as a tongued dagger blade, and when she slices across a room the air around her sings the song of death. And wanting her is like wanting to die, just as bleak and cold and unforgiving.The Blade Princess
Still the want is there, eating away at him. Having chewed up his heart the gaping jaws seek other prey, now gnawing at his ribcage. Soon that will also be eaten, and then the rest of him will follow. She will be consumed, too, if that starving mouth is not satisfied soon. The only thing that will sate it is having her.
To touch her, he
by ~aurieth-mynonys
Storm Ch. 7I awoke the next morning from a hazy dream, one that left me weak and warm and languid in my furs. But as soon as my eyes opened, the dream was gone, every moment of it. The images that had burned so clearly in my mind’s eye were faded wisps, fingers and words and a warmth I clung to but could not place. Groggily I threw aside the furs and stepped onto the floor, gasping sharply at the cold stone against my feet. The cold cleared my head, and the final images that remained from the dream were gone.Storm Ch. 7
I noted that Gríma had left me several gowns from the wondrous wardrobe. I was unsurprised when I noticed the dark blue one
by ~aurieth-mynonys
Storm Chapter 6Angaran did not seem much better when I went to see him. He was feverish still, his furs kicked to the end of his bed. I covered him many times as I sat by his side, but he only thrust the covers away again, too warm to sleep with them.Storm Chapter 6
I sang to him a little, and talked to him as I sat on the floor beside him. I told him about Faramir’s search, and what had been happening in Gondor since he had been gone. I mentioned Aragorn’s son, and even talked of my own hopes for a child. I thought I heard Gríma moving about a few times, but every time I called out to ask if he’d returned there was only silence. &nb
by ~aurieth-mynonys
BloodHistorical Note:Blood
Pressed among Mercer’s things in his commonplace book is the edict referenced in this tale, as well as a recording of the unfortunate death of the carriage driver. Apparently the young lady Mercer speaks of here was his sister, who committed a crime that Mercer believed so heinous that she was rewarded with death: she betrayed Beckett.
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The edict, its seal broken, was shoved into the back corner of Mercer’s desk, where he could try to forget about it. In front of it lay the pistol he’d carried, the one he had held up to her forehead as his hand shook and his stomach roile
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"Flower and bird, two species meant never to mate. Yet at length the rose overcame her fear, and from that single forbidden union was born the red rose that Allah never intended the world to know."
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"Flower and bird, two species meant never to mate. Yet at length the rose overcame her fear, and from that single forbidden union was born the red rose that Allah never intended the world to know."
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"Who are you anyway?"
"I'm glad you asked. I'm your worst nightmare."
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"So why care for these petty obsessions? Your designer heart still beats with common blood. And what if you could have genetic perfection? Would you change who you are? Well you could." -Graverobber 8P
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"Who are you anyway?"
"I'm glad you asked. I'm your worst nightmare."
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I will make it clear that I do know the meaning of the word "mercy". I simply choose not show them any.
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"Who are you anyway?"
"I'm glad you asked. I'm your worst nightmare."
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