Bored Khary does not make for good things, and yet again Khardeen has set himself to doing something at least marginally amusing. He's terribly pleased with himself, though admittedly, he didn't think of the ideas himself.

Anyone who wanders into the front room in the next couple hours will find themselves rather markedly different, this depending ( Read more... )

She has her hands over her eyes a smile on her pale face. "Ready or not, here I--"

A girl holding flowers, with braided hair and a simple navy dress opens her eyes and whirls around to find... well, it's certainly not the wooded area by her house, that is for sure. She looks over her shoulder before rubbing her eyes with her free hand, making sure ( Read more... )

There is a German in the mansion. Yes. Another one.

This one had just been staring at talking to Thea by the river. Then he'd turned around and he was here ( Read more... )

Iris frees her eyes from their squint when she realizes that she's not walked out into the sun like she thought.  She looks about her, pushing her limp hair away from her face.  There's no panic in her mind, just wonder and amazement at something clearly magical.  She takes a few steps forward, expecting to see someone but not expecting them to see ( Read more... )

It's a Thursday, and like any day that ends in "y," Georg has piano lessons. With his hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket, he's on his way to his piano instructor's house... mostly. He might have taken a detour by the stream, calling out to the boys who had happened to take a raft out that day. He's sorely tempted to ditch piano and stay here ( Read more... )

Let's pretend it's Christmas, shall we? Christmas day, and, after a few hours of pain and screaming wherein she was absolutely convinced she was going to die, little Wendla Bergmann is now a mother ( Read more... )

*And quite suddenly, HÄNSCHEN is in the main room -- in the process of pulling back from someone, his eyes closed ( Read more... )

It's spring.

The air is warm, the sun is warm, the flowers are blooming. And anyone who takes advantage of this weather, who perhaps wanders near to the lake on Mansion grounds-- they shall find thisLeviathan has come to the surface, her large sleek body rising just above the waves. She shimmers in the light and it is this warmth that she has ( Read more... )

Tom walked. His memory was strange and details seemed to come and go. But it was certain that Richard was dead and he was...he had been...best not to think about it. But the mansion seemed to be swallowing him alive. All those people. All those eyes. All looking at him. So he left. He went to the woods and he had been walking for a good ( Read more... )

*there's a note pinned on the bulletin board, since Melchi's noticed that seems to be the way one makes announcements around here. It reads--*

Wendla Bergmann and I are in need of a priest's services. If there are any priests here, I would like to talk to one of them and explain things.

-Melchior Gabor*and Melchi's flopped in a chair near the ( Read more... )