I have been told to be patient, to wait ( Read more... )

Marie is surprising herself by how well she's settling into Victorian London. Maybe it's because once she started getting used to the island idea, the notion of all of it going to hell again isn't that much to take in, or maybe it's because being around all these stuffy British people brings out her inner rebel. Or maybe it's just because she's ( Read more... )

Dated November 15, 2011:
After realizing that Anabelle has disappeared, Elvis goes to the only person he can think to. Eden proves to be more reassuring than he'd have thought possible.

[ HERE | Ongoing | PG]

Dated November 20, 2011:
A few days later, Elvis runs into Caroline in the kitchen, and after talking for a while, finds that she both is ( Read more... )

Madelyne sighs, fixing her dress and leaning carefully over the cliff's edge as she lets her legs dangle. She's ostensibly there to write, to draw, to scribble out something of meaning to pass yet another lazy island afternoon, but with the roar of the massive waterfall next to her shutting out all else, coherent thoughts aren't coming very ( Read more... )

Some days are harder than others ( Read more... )

This wasn't how it was supposed to be.

It wasn't that the people weren't nice. They were more than nice, they were friendly in a strange not-quite-Pleasantville sort of way. It was everything that Mystic Falls had claimed to be, except without the stuff that was lurking under the surface. There was stuff there, Caroline was certain of it, but she ( Read more... )

Bruises fade. It's a simple fact, of course, just the way of the world, nature doing its job or some shit like that, but in this case, it's proven to be a fascination, too. Elvis has watched carefully as they've faded, the marks at his throat, the places where his knuckles went raw from pulling at coarse, unyielding rope. Now, it would be ( Read more... )

Seeing and believing, as the saying goes, are not one and the same. In Anabelle’s case, this isn’t so much an issue of doubt as it is one of imagination; now more than ever, she believes in the power of miracles, convinced that the island of Tabula Rasa is one such wonder, yet she remains astonished with all that the island holds, caught in a ( Read more... )

It was a bit of weird thing to be perfectly honest. No, she wasn't just saying that. Annie couldn't help but feel like her life had sort of upended a little and done it rather quickly at that. Maybe she was making a huge fuss out of nothing. Maybe it was something that she just had to settle with ( Read more... )

He was a married man ( Read more... )