Friday, September 19th
Late afternoon on the bank of the PontalierI can hear the howling. I think everyone can, but they're too wrapped up in the 'now what's?' and dealing with the aftermath of what just ended to really pay it any attention ( Read more... )

Thursday, September 18th
The Tavern of Hell, late afternoonI stood in front of that damn water tower for hours before the sun rose, staring up the rickety looking stairs to the door. All I wanted to do was go up, kick the door in, and prove to myself that it was just a old, empty husk of a water tower. That Wanda and everyone else in this ( Read more... )

Wednesday, 20th August; afternoon

One week - one week and one thousand thousand thousand days since I
since I
I, I, I
opened one great
eye
and am
when before there was only we (in the darkwomb belly of Creation, we).

I AM
ἐγώ εἰμι(and there was a great cry in this my new Egypt.)

I have been to my Father's house, and touched his cock and cunt to receive my ( Read more... )

[Early afternoon of Monday, May 3 (day 337)]
[The General Store]Don't have much t'say to Amanda, but I don't mind listening. She's been on about her mother spending time with someone, talking in circles 'round it. Wouldn't take it for anything save she's not usually so on about the matter. She set it aside when folk were in store, though, and ( Read more... )

Thursday, April 29th
Day 333
Late Afternoon

I did what my instincts told me to do, I left. Only Lucien knew, it was longer than I expected, but I promised I'd come back and now I have. No more looking over my shoulder and jumping at every strange sound. This actually feels like home now. Things smell the same, but different in some ways. I hope they' ( Read more... )

Monday, March 8th
Day 281
Basement of The Tavern

Candles, I think she'd like them. Fire seemed like a good idea at the time. So I set them around the once filled hole. It seems like I just did it all, but the candles are burned down to the stubs stuck in the ground and I'm a wolf again. Laying down at the edge of her grave, I notice she's smiling. I ( Read more... )

[Tuesday, March 2nd (Day 276)]
[Basement, Tavern of Hell]
[Late afternoon]

The basement wards are set and they'll keep any of my excess magics below, where they belong.  The Tavern residents might notice something different but that won't be for a few hours yet and by then, I'll already have done what needs to happen.

The rest of town though, they' ( Read more... )

[Late morning of Thursday, February 11 (day 256)]
[Miskatonic Café]Wasn't planning on going out this morning. Came downstairs t'see about borrowing a roasting pan from Cookie, but ran into Thomas coming in. He asked if there was anything I was going to change about the rent, and how he should pay, and I-- well. Said end of the month was fine, I' ( Read more... )

“The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.”
- Shakespeare

Monday lunchtime, near the sheriff's office, on Main StreetThis has proved almost too easy. The clouds are rolling in, air heavy with the promise of rain, and I stand in my Danika body wearing an old coat with the collar turned up against the cold, jacket short ( Read more... )

[The Tavern of Hell]
[It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, February 6 (day 251)]...and the regular crowd rushes in. And I know the faces you see at the bar, making love to their tonic and gin ( Read more... )