It has been too long a time since Morgoth fed upon the fear of the Mansion Dwellers. He feels His power diminishing because of it, or perhaps it is that He needs it to feel alive ( Read more... )

She can feel the city burning around her. It's more than just the smell of the smoke, the taste of the ash in the air, the heat of the flames--no, it's deeper than that. Troy igniting is more than just a physical burn. It's all of Helen's hopes evaporating ( Read more... )

They have worked long and hard, grandfather and grandson, to create this prototype. The gun is an elegant thing, exquisitely decorated,but it is also deadly, for the ammunition it shoots is more akin to an explosive than to an actual bullet ( Read more... )

It has been a time since the Mansion experienced any type of trouble. By the Dark Lord's account, the Crafty Vala's, far too long. From the void where He is confined, He observes, awaits an opportunity. His armies may be amassing, or not, He is not ready for an onslaught just yet ( Read more... )

( Cut for season one spoilage... )

It's been a few days since everything broke loose. Mansion dwellers counted their dead and their disappeared, mourned as they could, healed who could be healed, and treasures of creativity were found to shield everyone from the cold northern winds that blew over the grounds ever since the earth shook ( Read more... )

Lystra's been at the Mansion for just over a year now, and she's content here, even happy. It reminds her a little of when she left her home behind to fly south and marry Jehal. She's in a faraway, unfamiliar place, but it's new and exciting all the same. She does miss her home and her family at times, Jaslyn most of all, but right now that's been ( Read more... )

All summer long, Cathy has been cooped up in the library or her room, writing her novel. Her first novel, and it is now finished. She's sitting in the main room with the one and only copy of it, hoping to share it with anyone who happens by who has half an interest in it ( Read more... )

It's been several weeks since the night that Morgoth attacked him and tore his symbiotic demon in half, and in that time, Muraki has been trying to subsist on energy from non-sentient sources. Storms seem to supply the best, but those have been intermittent, not really a reliable means of sustenance. And so he realizes, he's going to have to ( Read more... )

( cut for spoilers for S1, just in case )