A Short Story: starring Titian Mueller and Hans.
featuring homoerotic undertones and a grand piano

( Infinity Scene )

--written 31 July 2007

Grey skies and an ominous wind created the perfect atmosphere - the day was ideal for a funeral.

Dell sighed as he watched the mourners trooping dutifully back to the palace.  The ceremony had been well done, he supposed.  Formal and appropriately solemn.  No one had known the man personally, but he had certainly been admired ( Read more... )

--written 5 March 2007 ( Read more... )

First Line Ideas:
The fire crackled, all oranges and golds.  Or...  Hans opened the door quietly, not surprised to see Titian sitting in the regal, wing-back chair in the center of the room.  Or...   Titian smiled as the door opened slowly, his pearly teeth gleaming like fangs in the glow of firelight.  Or...   The very atmosphere of the room was ( Read more... )

The whole world was silent ( Read more... )

WHOO! This is an essay I wrote - just finished writing, actually. I like it, but I'm worried it's no good. (Not really, I'm just worried it comes off as trying too hard.) BUT! It's about music, a subject I'm deeply passionate over. *sigh* I enjoyed writing it. Heh. Here we go!

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"I can't do it anymore ( Read more... )

The GCS ( Read more... )

*waggles eyebrows* Hello everyone! hee hee hee. I'm sorry- I'm slightly crazy as of now. *grin* But yeah. This is a scene from my giant cliché story. It's a Xan/Anna scene- WHOO!- and it totally rocks. Well... Actually, it's not as good as I would like it to be, but I'm going to try to fix it up eventually. (And Smacky is WRONG! heh.) ( Read more... )