With good, comes bad. So much good, so much ease and so much gladness, that it is only time that something, some wrinkle should appear. I am surprised that the words of my being deposited on the steps of Camellia and drunken did not make it's rounds, and I am grateful for thier discretion. I spent the night, curled up in Maylea's room, sobbing and ( Read more... )

So many things yet to learn. It's plain to see.  Making a marque quick, does not equate to sure knowledge of her arts, or that one is more learned than another. It means just, that I have had more generous patrons than others. I'm no more experienced, than one who it just nearing their 18th natality ( Read more... )

I'm starting to wish I had never taken the challenge. my fingers are pricked and i have ruined so much cloth. Companions help me, I'm in over my head. 

It has been the hardest thing to do ( Read more... )

I was not expecting what occurred when I stepped through the door of Mandrake. I wonder if she did it just to see if I would flee. Or if I would participate after all. Regardless she will be giving the coin to my Dowayne, and I shall think on her words. Think hard. She looked like she had been to balm though. Her eyes and her body. Naamah, I would ( Read more... )

Boys will be boys.

I'll strangle him. I'll strangle the Casseline too.  I'll strangle them all and get tossed from the night court.

At least then I won't have to worry about squirming chairs.

men.

Pants.