You're free now Anthy... Free to be whatever you want to be, not just a witch, or a bride.

A teenage girl laid on the porch of the mansion, her bright pink hair covering the dark wood. "Anthy, Anthy..." Her sky blue eyes opened, the sun was beaming down her pale face. Just where am I?

She sat up, she felt no cuts or stab wounds at all, which ( Read more... )

It is winter, and it is cold. Outside, the wind has begun to pick up, shaking icicles from the trees and blowing snow from the frozen surface of the lake to mix with the white flakes beginning to fall from the gathering clouds. At first the weather appears unremarkable, but then the falling snow becomes heavier and the wind stronger as it grows ( Read more... )

Morgoth has been observing. More to the point, he's been paying shrewd attention. The witches - by which he means the Edain and the Elda who have fought him before - are distracted. He has noticed the Merlin's increased reluctance to use magic. All this became very convenient... when he saw that suddenly there was a breach in the fabric of this ( Read more... )

She wakes inside and begins with groggy confusion at her surroundings, which are decidedly not the steamer she'd been on the night before. The officer's wife and her two children, whom she had been accompanying, are nowhere to be seen, and there is neither the feeling of being at sea nor the sounds one hears while traveling by ship. This place is ( Read more... )

Often alone but sometimes in pairs, people have been showing up on Mansion ground.  Some of them got lost in a forest, some opened a door into a surprising new world, others feel asleep, perhaps, and woke up there.

For some, the walk was long, from a boat, onto an unknown shore and through a forest.  They come slowly, lost and eyes a bit wide, into ( Read more... )