25th December - Party

By the very fact of their existence as a religious order, the Christmas celebrated at Headquarters should have been sombre, quiet, dignified... in short, a primarily ecclesiastical matter. A day given over to prayer and penance, a day-long mass in the castle's corridors. This statement could have been true, would have been ( Read more... )

21st December - Miracle

The wind had begun to pick up an hour ago, winding and whistling its way into any gap or chink in their uniform, dragging its chill down their skin and sinking into their bones. The skies were slowly clouding over in bruise colours, the thickening banks looking like fortresses in the air. It was no surprise to them when the ( Read more... )

2nd December - SnowKanda held snow in as much disdain as he did pretty much everything else. One could go so far as to say that he hated snow. He found it pointless, annoying and an obstruction to his duties, as he growled to anyone who dared ask his opinion on the subject. So anyone who cared assumed he hated it and that was the way he liked it ( Read more... )

Decided to try a writing exercise or two, because I'm struggling with the High Seas prompts I've been working on. Word prompts come from dictionary.com's archive of Words-Of-The-Day. I started off doing them as 60-second prompts but got progressively more carried away... So they're all 2-5 minutes worth of writing. Enjoy, comment, la la, have a cup ( Read more... )

In Training - A Lavi/Kanda One-Shot

Lavi and Allen were relaxing in the Dining Hall after their last mission. Well, Allen was trying to relax, but Lavi took this opportunity to explain to a blushing Allen some of the finer points of his various seductions through the years.

“And then there was this girl Elena... she looked kinda like you you know. ( Read more... )

Memory - A Lavi/Cho One-Shot

A perfect memory was both a curse and a blessing. The good memories never faded, like bright pictures in his mind, but neither did the bad. But there was an advantage. When he lay awake at night, unable to degrade the memories he is forced to analyse them as if scratching at them like this will eventually kill them. Each ( Read more... )