Usagi Tsukino of Shermer, Illinois, is in her bed, yes, with the covers drawn. But instead of sleeping, she is doing something else: crying. Her eyes are red and puffy, countless streaks on her face as her eyes zone out towards the television. The movie she is watching is Hocus Pocus; it's the 15th time she's watched it since returning from San ( Read more... )

The strains of a peaceful harp melody float on the night air, calling to all those in range of its hearing - and perhaps even to those who are, strictly speaking, not ( Read more... )

Somewhere in the endless nexus of Moonlocket, a wo?man appears on on his knees, looking confused. As he stands up and looks to survey his surroundings, his hand suddenly flies up to his forehead, and his eyes shut tightly. He definitely is in pain, and he can only wish he wasn't having that pain. Then again, perhaps it was all a dream...the strange ( Read more... )

[still stuck in Moonlocket, Vampir is sitting inside one of the many myriad, unexplored rooms of the pocket dimension, the source of the dimensional rifts. It's on a throne, but it is not the throne of a vampire. Actually, it is Demand's throne. Why it's in this room, she doesn't know. She doesn't care, though, as she doesn't know of the Black Moon ( Read more... )