[The voice which speaks fills up the mind. While one hears it, it is impossible to imagine hearing anything else. It is powerful, ancient, heard through the bones and the very soul.]

RazielWhat do you gain by this foolish defiance? You are my soul reaver, my angel of death. Return, my wayward child, and cease these messaniac delusions. I am the ( Read more... )

Heart-Stealer.

As one to another: enter my territory or fight my battles, and I will be the one feasting upon the heart of your being. Do you understand me?

Are organs always so noisy, or is it simply that I forgot how they were ( Read more... )

[The communicator is activated by a fall to the ground. Considering that Raziel usually wedges it under his cowl, it's not surprising that the sudden difference of shape underneath it caused it to slip free. For a moment, there is only a confused, misted look at the sky directly above, and then a hand passes over it, leaning heavily just to the ( Read more... )

Why, with a sharp eye and a look at the surroundings, it seems anyone can be as good a soothsayer as Moebius.

[The sarcasm leaves his voice when next he speaks.]

Janos Audorn is here, then.

How fortunate Kain has no need of his heart. Paradoxes never feel pleasant.

I do not see what the problem is.

Why is there ash falling from the sky? Does that not herald an attack of some sort?

As witty as the ditty about Kain tearing my wings for love of me was, I would like to make it known than we are not, and have never been, romantically involved.

... Now really, the one about me stealing his heart seems to take it in a truly figurative sense. I stole his heart quite literally. I would prefer it not mocked as it was a turning point ( Read more... )

How bizarre. One who took my advice got what they wanted. I confess I am shocked.

This... moat, around the church. The black water with the drowned fool in it. Is it the same solution which was once piped through the town fountain? If so, why not purify it the way that was purged? Surely that would make sense ( Read more... )

I confess the sound of the mountain lion, should that be what it was, was a rather more pleasant thing to hear than the calls of those last night. For a moment, I had thought myself once more in the realm of my old benefactor. The amount of souls there who knew my name was mildly disconcerting at first, but they all were cycled through that monster ( Read more... )

Truly, the addition of others in this bland and lifeless world has done nothing to benefit it. When they do not speak of carnal pleasures, they cause petty strife and build walls against each other. Surely, if you live in such harsh conditions, it would be for your own benefit as much as for others? But mortals have never been known for looking at ( Read more... )