• Gerald wrote a new journal: Ill Omens and Storm Racked Skies 2 years, 5 months ago

    A soft scratch could be heard as a few rhythmic notes played out from the small player in the cabin, though before the main rhythm could pick up, the record skipped again back to the opening of the […]

  • Gerald wrote a new journal: I am K'aldur Tia 2 years, 7 months ago

    K’aldur Tia, of Mateus


    Preferred Job (currently): Mechanist


    Story Fun-time:


    “Shipman Tia! Lash those bloody lines, I don’t want a single rope out of place!” Barked the ship’s captain, whi […]

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Does it hurt? Yes. He writhes. He hums with a new feeling, a new sense to him. She watches him melt, and renew himself upon these hidden sands, deep in the back of a skull too often cracked upon pavement and stone and clay. His chest bubbles and boils. His head sears with a blinding, […]

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bargaining ; anger

Again. She demands his attention. She demands his strength. His cunning. His sacrifice. She demands the facets of himself he’s honed to spearpoints, as he chases Her through the brush and wilds. This is something else now, something new and terrifying, but She will not leave him be, content to watch himself fling his soul […]

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There is no immediacy here. There’s not a fractured, hollow ringing in his ears when the blow comes. There is only the moment. And then there is a beach. When he opens his eyes once more, the shade has gone, and the white sand warms his back and the waters cool his feet. The soul […]

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