[Those of you walking the halls of Paradisa, you might see a curious sight - feathers. Golden feathers, and lots of them. They formed a trail, like a wedding aisle scattered with roses. Down the halls and down the stairs, glimmering in the sunlight and equally bright in the shadows. And like a trail of breadcrumbs they eventually lead to the source ( Read more... )

[Bishamon had retreated to his lab for the day, his basket full of the new blooms sweeping through the fields and gardens of Paradisa. Winter had been hard and he had not had a good supply of herbs to work with when it came to his... drugs. It was the best word for them, though medicine would have been kinder by half.

But as he worked he felt ( Read more... )

[He decided to do this thanks to a conversation a few weeks back with a young man and also because of the recent influx of flowers around the castle's grounds. It just seemed a little tid-bit he should share, if not to ease his own boredom than to see what became of it as Spring took full hold. Ah spring...]

The Language of Flowers

Let's begin with ( Read more... )

But hearts are great!

I would rather not. Flowers are well and good, they meaning, but hearts?

[Affronted Sound]

You can't be serious! Hearts have plenty of meaning! Especially compared to some random weed you can find growing just about anywhere.

Flowers are hardly weeds. Many take hours of cultivation and have far more purpose than just their beauty ( Read more... )

[Bishamon was not amused with this sudden explosion of candies. They smelled sweet, and rattled when they fell, making a nuisance of themselves in ways candy should not be able to but was somehow managing. Another of the Castle's tricks? Perhaps. No, not perhaps. It was.

So he currently was standing with a small pile at his feet in the lobby, ( Read more... )

( Private )

[For those of you currently working in Felix's new little tower, you might be treated to smoke slowly wafting out from one of the back rooms an coating the carpets like a fine fog. Could be good, could be bad. Do you dare to find out?

Well, if you do, you'll see Bishamon inside one of the labs, cutting up herbs and having them boiling atop a pot. ( Read more... )

I suppose this is somewhat belated, but if no one has mentioned it, the one known as Black Bolt is no longer here. I thought perhaps he had gone on some solitary sojourn, but at this point I will say Paradisa has lost whatever interest it had in him.

[He does not seem that upset over it, does he?]

( Naruto )

[It almost came as a surprise, the realization he was dreaming. Not that it was hard to figure out, mind. It had been years since Benten was as small as the little bird before him, his wings barely sprouted, and the perpetual pout on his face. And never had he and Beni been the same size - two little chicks, clambering over him like he was a jungle ( Read more... )

[The sudden influx of birds was rather strange, but Bishamon could hardly find anything to complain about. Being a 'bird' himself, he enjoyed the avian species, even if he found them boring at times. The mundane creatures of earth had a hard time measuring up to those of heaven, didn't they?

But that did not stop Bishamon from walking down the halls ( Read more... )