*The ghosts wander the castle as always that morning, transparently moving through the paths their lives had ordained them to follow forever. The maids come down the stairs, holding laundry more real than they are. Whistling invisible cooks carry pots and plates of food toward the dining hall. Strangely, though, following behind an invisible ghost ( Read more... )

...you are exactly my brand of--

[[At the edge of the forest, a blinding flash lights the air for only a second.

Then it disperses.  Into sparkles.  And a young man.  A shirtless young man with pale skin, golden eyes, and jelled purple hair.

It's hard to decide whether he looks as pretty as he does stupid, but it might be possible.]]

OH!

[[He looks ( Read more... )

[ In the library, sits a man in his early thirties, in a rumpled suit. He doesn't look like he's gotten much sleep lately. He's surrounded by small piles of books, and has another open in front of him. But he's not really reading, more staring in front of him with a distant expression. Angsting. Possibly even brooding ( Read more... )

[[One moment she is in her dressing room, talking to Tutu with something like hope fluttering in her chest, and the next she drops out of the middle of the air, landing with a squeak on green grass.

A blue- and loose-haired Ahiru, about seventeen, and dressed in a pale-blue gown, sits up, rubbing her nose where it impacted with the ground. Dazed, ( Read more... )

[ Suddenly, there is a man in his early thirties walking in the entrance hall. He doesn't go far before he stops. He's a little disheveled, in a nice but worn-out suit, along these lines. He's also very clearly very confused.

And maybe a little afraid. ]

...What...?

[ This is not where he had been a moment ago. This doesn't even look like ( Read more... )