There's a blonde girl with about seventy feet of hair trailing behind her and she's dancing around barefooted. She seems completely oblivious to where she is but she seems completely happy.
( When will my life begin~? )

Lenneth's eyes roamed the room she found herself in. Her wings were spread, pristine white and almost shining. She did not move a muscle for mere moments ago she had been with her sisters and allies, standing before Lezard in his twisted world. Her right hand is held till over the hilt of her blade, waiting for some sign of hostilities.

None came, ( Read more... )

Cards from Codex to:

( Francium. )

A small child with a head of golden curls--the color of honey, perhaps, or wheat or desert sands--tumbled backwards through the Sorting Room doors and sat heavily on the floor with a surprised "Oof ( Read more... )

((With the approval of the current Who Crew. Spoilers are inevitable ( Read more... )

The large doors to the Sorting Room opened and the White Queen rushed in, hands up as she crossed the stone floor and ended with a small pirouette. She let out a sigh at the immaculacy of the room, “Oh, goodness gracious. This is quite fine, fine indeed.” She smiled. Lifting her head, she made her breezy way towards the desk she was needed at, a ( Read more... )

In the Sorting Room, a rug lay upon the floor, and under the rug, something began to thump and shift ( Read more... )

( Time is nature's way of keeping everything from happening at once. )

It was Friday, and that meant dinner for two. Aayla had tried to cook spaghetti and meatballs, and was relatively sure that they were fit for consumption. She had tossed a meatball to her new raven Quin and it hadn't seemed to affect him adversely, anyway ( Read more... )