Ikon

[xblack_wingedx]

The tears burned my eyes as I tried to hold them back. I couldn’t let him see me lose my composure like this.

Christ stared back accusingly from the ancient wood panel. Time had faded the once brilliant colours and the jewels which had lined His halo were long gone, but otherwise the ikon was exactly as I remembered it. In one of my most selfish

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[seraph_tenshi]

Right now I'm too moved to say something deep. Some tears ran down my cheeks.
That was magical and a masterpiece.
Lestat and you harmonize wonderfully.

Спасибо, Андрей. *bow*

[xblack_wingedx]

Tears, hmn? Why? Tell me how it made you feel.

Пожалуйста.

[seraph_tenshi]

Difficult question. First, right now I'm very...let's call it sensitive, so your story "hits" me even more.

Many emotions, Armand. Some private emotions I dont wanna talk about.

Then...your feelings at the frist,
This treasure, this Ikon from your past. And all the feelings that's connected with it....I dunno, it simply beats me.

Lestat's reaction was...like a true friend and lover. You know its like...-whatever will happens, you can always count on me. Im at your side.- Thats cool. And the silent understanding that is precious, is it not?
Man, that blonde parasite really loves you. ^^

Your "answer" was the best you can give...This private scene is described wonderfully. It touched my heart. Not only romantic, ...ah but I don't need to continue. You know me well enough.

Well then, you tale was...Would be "simply perfect" an insult?

[beautesauvage13]

Finally.  But why isn't he singing hymns of joy?

Interesting.

Athena

[xblack_wingedx]

Oh, he is. He's just a little preoccupied at the moment.

[beautesauvage13]

Ah yes. Louis burning down the house.  Ha! That's a song..Talking heads.  Ah the 80s I do miss them sometimes.

What is his trauma anyway?  It's not like he can't join you two if he wants.

Athena

[inbetweenshades]

Armand. I don't know whether to shower you with my heartfelt condolences for the pain you surely felt finding that after so many years, especially considering what happened in New York, or to congratulate you for finding someone to share it with.
So I will just do both, I suppose.

Your story brought a question to my mind though. The egg. The one that your mother gave you around the same time you must have painted that ikon.. We spoke of it once before, and you would not say what had become of it, or perhaps, you did not know. Have you found it? Or do you even wish to? I cannot help but think of it when you speak of those times, and I wondered if you thought of it as well.

All my love,
Your Moonflower

[xblack_wingedx]

You need not say anything at all, Moonflower. I know that you are always listening and here if I should ever feel the need to speak of this further.

In all honestly, the egg was left behind and I do not know what became of it. I do think of it as well and wish that I might be able to see it again some day, but unfortunately, such a fragile item is not likely to have survived the centuries.

[inbetweenshades]

*smiles* You make it sound as if I have the same gifts that you do.

But yes, I do listen when you speak, and I know that you often do the same. And yes, you know perfectly well how to reach me, if you should desire to, and that I would always be willing to speak with you.

As for the egg, I am sorry that it has been lost. Who knows? Perhaps someday it will turn up, against all odds. And if not, you still have your memory of it, and that has to count for something.

I am happy that you are happy, as cheesy as that sounds.
xoxo