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002: Mail
I think that I must have words with the postal clerk. I am continuously getting mail meant for the man in 4A. Perhaps I shall knock, rather than slide his mail under his door, and see if he knows why ( Read more... ) -
001: It's Warm Up Here
I keep forgetting the sun. Note to self: always come back somewhere warm. Is it just me or are there more - I shall say interesting - people around lately?
I think I shall find a place in the park and sew in the sunlight today. -
Mythstreet Application
the MAN;
NAME: Madb
LJ: twintailmadb
CONTACT: Down the hall, take a left. Or AIM twintailmadb
CURRENT MUSES: N/A
the MYTH;
GOD(DESS)/HERO(INE): Hel
MYTHOS: Norse
PARENTAGE: Loki and Angurboda
REFERENCE(S): http://www.sacred-texts.com/neu/poe/index.htm
PLAYED BY (P.B.): Kerli
ALIAS: ( Read more... ) -
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EVERYTHING FROM THIS POST DOWN IS FROM AN OLD GAME. IT DOES NOT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH MYTHSTREET. -
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She begins by tying her long hair back with iron bands, the chants for the magic still pouring from her voice. She can not remember the last time she sat, the last moment she was silent. A single squeeze of her hand clamps the bands tightly, her hair will not be in her way as she works. The thick braids, piled on her head and held, are stable ( Read more... ) -
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The work began. 7,008,000 hours.
Labor of love, of blessing. Blood shows worth.
With her own hands she cuts the trees, chanting spells into them as she does,
“Everything dies \ You too my love
To my child \ My labor of hands
Everything dies \ You will breath
Your last breath \ Into that I create”And the first of the magics wraps into the land ( Read more... ) -
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For a last time the call went out, and for a last time the teacher was selected. Dwarf and sorcerer, smith and mage. The bargain struck, the work began ( Read more... ) -
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Again the call went out for Dwarven smiths. Again the sorting, and selecting, the contemplating and rejecting. Again the offer, and the acceptance ( Read more... )
