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 Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 2:22 am
Journal of Rowan Letho "Mother? Have I gone mad...?"A collection of sketches and entries about his nightmares and occasionally of Kyran. It also touches upon his time in Ethe. He rarely updates this journal, as just thinking of his horrid dreams is enough to make his hand shake. His entries vary in detail and description, often giving off the impression of an insane mind. This is a written encyclopedia of his inner most fears and dreams. Things he can never tell anyone. Things too horrible to say aloud. No one must ever find it..
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 2:37 am
яєlɑtɩσηsɧɩpsуσυ αяє ωαηтιηg мe ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Grabbing an invisible hand in my left palm
My foretelling self within
'Initiate. Lacerate. Erase' ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ XX▶▷▶ ▏Rowan Letho ▏◀ ◁ ◀ Status: Alive
Role: Apparent Crown Prince of Phobos
Mood: Self Loathing
Relationship: My best company is myself.
Opinion: "I... I don't like myself. I don't belong here... Why must I destroy everything?" ▶▷▶ ▏Xarxes Letho ▏◀ ◁ ◀ ¤ Status: Deceased
¤ Role: Previous king of Phobos
¤ Mood: Bitter
¤ Relationship: Nonexistent
¤ Opinion: "I hated him. But that didn't mean he had to die..." ▶▷▶ ▏Teresa ▏◀ ◁ ◀ ¤ Status: Deceased
¤ Role: Lover to Xarxes
¤ Mood: Love-Hate
¤ Relationship: Mother and Son. Estranged.
¤ Opinion: "I loved her. She was my mother. But I hated what she had become.." ▶▷▶ ▏Herod Letho ▏◀ ◁ ◀ ¤ Status: Alive
¤ Role: King of Phobos
¤ Mood: Fondness
¤ Relationship: Siblings. Virtually strangers.
¤ Opinion: "I don't know him that well, but he has been kind to me. He would make a great king. And a great brother." ▶▷▶ ▏Kyran Letho ▏◀ ◁ ◀ ¤ Status: Alive
¤ Role: Prince of Phobos
¤ Mood: Strong feelings of love. Longing.
¤ Relationship: Siblings. Unrequited Love.
¤ Opinion: "He's my brother. I shouldn't love him like this. It's gross. But at the same time, I can't help it.." ▶▷▶ ▏Eris Letho ▏◀ ◁ ◀ ¤ Status: Alive
¤ Role: Princess of Phobos
¤ Mood: Adoration
¤ Relationship: Siblings. Affectionate.
¤ Opinion: "She was always so cute as a child. I used to read to her a lot. I wish I could speak with her more..." ▶▷▶ ▏Abel Reed ▏◀ ◁ ◀ ¤ Status: Unknown
¤ Role: Previous Captain of the Phobos Guard
¤ Mood: Joyful
¤ Relationship: Ex-Lovers. Friends.
¤ Opinion: "He was great company. I like him a lot. But.. He just disappeared..."
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I’ll get rid of dreams to cut off from the future
There will be my sins, that I initially sought for
‘In the end’
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тσ ѕɧσω мσяє ιηтєяєѕт
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 3:12 am
Nightmare 01
Scary O~O
Blooooddddd....
Picture too!
"Grab him."
Hands reached for him. Fingers locked around every available limb. Nails clawed at any exposed inch of flesh. Rowan's cries mingled with the distorted laughter of his captors. His battered body was suspended from rusted chains that appeared to have some sort of spell cast over them. Each time his ability destroyed them, a new, stronger set of chains instantly took their place with such speed that he was unable to get free. He was isolated in this place of nightmares, with no one to help. Nobody knew where he was and nobody would save him.
A petite woman of short stature entered this dark place. She wore long, pointed heels that tapped an insistent staccato into the cement floor. His golden eyes lifted to watch her approach, taking in every detail about her. The woman wore a silver bodysuit that stood out against her dark skin and clung to her small frame like a second skin. Her nails were long, like claws, and painted with a glossy silver. As she ventured closer, he was able to take in her facial features. She would have been described as being 'beautiful' had a hideous burn scar not marred her face. It hadn't healed well and looked blistered.
"Good morning, my pet~"
She cooed softly, her voice echoing off the vacant walls. His body shuddered violently in response, her words chilling him to the bone. The woman lifted a gloved hand to gently caress the side of his face. She pulled her hand away with a hiss when the glove disintegrated upon contact with his skin. His cracked lips curved into a weak smile as he watched her. She would not be able to touch him today without getting hurt. Not while he was conscious, anyway.
EHH... ADD MORE LATER
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 3:28 am
Nightmare 02
Tattoo
Destroyed table
Paiiinnnn.....
Eh. Picture optional.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 5:21 am
"Daydreams were dangerous..." Entry about daydream. Dreamt of Kyran. Possible future? "Because they made him wish for things he could never have..."
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