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 Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 9:50 pm
 Welcome to -insertRaevanname-'s journal! This is a journal for Black Duvet, so please don't post without her permission unless otherwise stated. ----- [.Guardian] Black Duvet [.Gender] ----- [.Stage] Bottle and Vial [.Alignment] [.D.O.B] ----- [.Fel Essence] Visual Fairy-Tale [.Soul] ----- [.Strength] ----- [.Endurance] ----- [.Intelligence] ----- [.Creativity] ----- [.Friendliness] ----- [.Charisma] ----- [.Humour] ----- [.Magic] -----
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 8:59 pm
_______ T A B L E___O F___C O N T E N T S
[color=white] 1 - official post
2 - table of contents
3 - foreword
4 - princess
5 - supporting cast
6 - relations
7 - a record
8 - personal effects
9 - timeline
10 - spider's web
11 - art
12 - miscellany
13 - conclusion
14 - a void show me the dirt pile and I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:01 pm
_______ F O R E W O R D
[color=white] Every story has a beginning. Where does this story start? Has it started yet? Or is its beginning lost in the ocean of time, buried deep beneath millenniums of sand? Every story has a beginning - but where do stories begin? What is the common point? What is the penultimate story, the arc of humanity? And how can one tap into the power of the written word to create a new, unique story?
We, as humans, can only speculate. There are, however, select few who possess this knowledge as power and use it without knowing - it is here that we begin, and it is in their story that we are pawns. vanish with no guile and I will not pay, but the soul can wait... the soul can wait
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:02 pm
_______ P R I N C E S S ?
[color=white] The princess - the creator, demigod, cruel and selfish little girl - has not yet come into existence. It is our fondest wish that she awakens soon and begins to spin her wheel. well, it's still pretty, what with all these leaves - we'll be fine, we'll be fine
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:04 pm
_______ S U P P O R T I N G___C A S T
[color=white] They are fools, fools, all of them.
Amaris is the mother of a family. An adult, she has matured only to become engulfed in her past.
Cain is the father and engaged to Amaris through an arranged marriage. He does not get along with her, but refuses to forsake the remnants of his broken culture by annulling the engagement.
Alice is the daughter of Amaris and her lost friend, Cyrus. She takes a great deal after her father. A mere child, she has become cold and possessive, led on by Cain. Amaris loves her dearly and is confused and discouraged by her demeanor.
Mitsuoujo is the youngest, a toddler. She is a Fa'e child of magic, born of Aylana and Lucien. Amaris is her guardian. She is a sweet thing when she feels safe, but her mood swings are distressing. Rat is her shapeshifting, vaguely malevolent companion.
Kokoro is the eldest child, the male, the missing. He is an Ieldi, an avian race from another dimension, and he takes after the blue-throated hummingbird. He has grown up since Amaris first arrived in Gaia and foolishly took on the burden of reviving and raising him; he is wandering somewhere in the old dimension now, attempting to balance his emotions. He has been gone for months. but if it's still pretty what with all these leaves, will we find love...unsupervised?
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:06 pm
_______ R E L A T I O N S
[color=white] None know of the princess; the princess knows of none. She has not yet been brought into physical being. But she will learn... vanish with no guile and I will not pay, but the soul can wait...I felt you so much today
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:07 pm
_______ A___R E C O R D
[color=white] aug 15 07 - her essence has been caught. we need only find her precious soul.
mar 20 09 - her soul has been captured. it is nearly time. I know you try - you try straight into my heart, you fly straight into my heart...but here comes the fault
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:08 pm
_______ P E R S O N A L___E F F E C T S
so much for make-believe: I'm not sold; so much of dreams' deceit: I'm not prepared to know
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:08 pm
_______ S P I D E R ' S___W E B
[color=white] Little miss Muppet
sat on a tuffet
to eat curds and whey -
when came a great spider
who sat down beside her
and frightened miss Muppet away. your heart makes me feel, your heart makes me bold
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:10 pm
for always and ever, I'll never let go
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:11 pm
_______ M I S C E L L A N Y
always concealed, safe and inside... alive
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:12 pm
_______ C O N C L U S I O N
show me the dirt pile and I will pray...
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:14 pm
He who fights with monsters might take care
Lest he thereby become a monster.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:15 pm
If you gaze for long into an abyss
The abyss gazes also into you.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:34 pm
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