[It's been said that Aizen rarely bothers to hide his weaknesses from the world. Whether this is due to arrogance or confidence, perhaps even apathy, is hard to guess. But nonetheless, this openness is on display tonight. Because as video comes on, you can catch the last seconds in the life of a number of wounds as they knit themselves together ( Read more... )

Things are, in dreams, one might say... an empty void. A space not unlike Hueco Mungo - vast and without borders. You think this, when you arrive in the landscape of your own mind ( Read more... )

[Aizen stands above the city, a war raging in the streets beneath him. As it happens, for the moment he remains largely... uninvolved.]The mythology of the living portions of my world were quite taken with the idea of elves. Often, they have been seen as good creatures - in tune with nature, for example, and attuned to magic. Artists, bowmen, ( Read more... )

It certainly has calmed down now that the infestation of children has reached its end. Personally, I find the relative silence quite gratifying... though relative is, of course, the key term. The coming of warm weather always seems to inspire chatter and discontent ( Read more... )

The nature of this city, if one stops to think on it, is quite fascinating.

Consider, for example, the damage inflicted upon us by... ah, our neighbors. [He chuckles, softly.] Only days later, and the world has simply begun to.. continue on. The homes of those surrounding me have repaired themselves, though no one has set to working on them ( Read more... )

[The video is clear, unshaking, and clearly taken from above the ruins... where Aizen is standing in midair, as he often does. Below, the trees shake violently and half-ruined buildings turn to rubble with the impact of... something. An unseen power, somewhere below.]In the time since my arrival here, I have wondered a great deal on the nature of ( Read more... )

It's fascinating, the things one finds lying around in this city. For example, in recent days both body parts and the bodies they belong to have simply been tossed out for the bird to pluck dry. This is hardly surprising. Anatole been quite full of dead things, lately. In only a few weeks, we have seen the corpses of prostitutes, a strung-up ( Read more... )

The spirits of this world are remarkably ill-behaved. It would be one thing if it simply wandered about slaughtering things. Cliche, perhaps, but effective even so. And while they say that spirits ought to rest easily, I am familiar enough with death to know how infrequently this ideal is made reality ( Read more... )

I must admit, all of this drama is really rather tedious. Still, it does make one appreciate the peace of solitude, or limited company.

...speaking of which. Isley. It has been some time since our last encounter, hasn't it? Perhaps you'd like to meet under more civil circumstances?

[Listen closely and you can hear the sound of the outdoors: conversations, low and distant as though coming from far away. The rustling of trees. The gentle whistle of the wind. It's unusual, in a sense, since Aizen is rarely outside, at least when he posts. But today is an exception, it seems ( Read more... )