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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 14:39:45 GMT -8
Choking the Serpent
Instead of bathing in water, the artisan sat in a bath of absinthe. The scent was enough to numb anyone's mind. Knees pulled to her chest, she stared at the blank wall and watched the cards move. Nothing there, nothing but the echos of a hollow dream.
"He's skin slick, caught in madness. The taint of sex and silhouettes." She'd bled herself a little, the blood turned almost black, she left small prints on the wall, the ink dulled but it dried a few letters.
"Incubus." Whispering to nothing, yet it screamed back.
"Cards." Murmuring as the dark dream took her down, maybe she would be able to drown out the noise.
"His disease, his di.." Fingers gripped the edge, she felt paralyzed. Her fingers nearly broken in two from clenching so hard. "The devils fight .. demon war." Maddy was there, she had to write it all down, write down what the artisan said.
"Hang the man, hang him upside down until he sings." Her mouth trembled at the words, a crooked card in the depths of never-never land.
"Swim, soul swim. I bind, blow and .." She cringed up and coughed up the hang-man's car.
Maddy wrote frantic notes, what in the hell was happening?
"Take me into you, do this to me, use me." A voice not her own, one that sputtered out words. Words that made her tongue bleed. The taste made her sick. Kissing her palms with the blood from another, the invisible symbol manifested itself. She pressed it to the wall, half the symbol would dry.
"GET THE GOD DAMN BOOK!" Half the vision, two men in white dragging the shadow's face across the cold white floor. Static from a television. Gabriella had no idea where she was.
"Climb the tree of life, climb high. I'll make you believe." Ascending, she screamed all the way down, her body hit the ground and she bled more.
"The lord is my shepherd, I will not want. I lay down, down in green under dust among the roots. Will I be in that life tree?" More obscenities born in the air.
The serpents slithered across her skin going higher, the Absinthe suffocating the color. "I don't want to go, I do not want to play the part." Her mouth moved, but it was another's voice.
"Color the peacock. Taint the tree, a vision of you and me. Ten, ten called her home."
She started go limp, but coughed up the Tower card. "The tarot is alive.. dead, drown." Two more cards coughed up, they were the same. Star up and reversed. The floated on top of the water, thankfully the cards did not bleed color. Though the should have.
"...and chochma emerges from nothingness.. you are..flux, nothing and revelation. Give, give answer."
"A mirror, a glass.. " Pieces of nothing, but soon she cracked it and scratched it across her thigh, it looked like a lover's claw. She screamed, then attempted to drown herself.
Dreams crossed, a black-blank night some one else was watching? No face, not yet. A man, a deck of cards and a means to an end.
"I woke up in blood and the cards turned over and over. I need to walk. I can take the bottle of Sansyin, maybe the wolf can use it more than I can. I've exhausted my will to be here. I feel it's coming and I can't stop it."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2013 20:02:53 GMT -8
Unraveling the devil’s noose – the man in a mirror Ella rarely slept more than two hours at a time, she was exhausted and finally closed her eyes to dream. The walk home after the lake was long, but thoughts of the brothers well on her mind. It was more the Banu He’lah, the savage one. The one who called himself LJ. Ella passed out and whether it was the dreams of truth, or the something beyond her understanding, she witnessed something. LJ stood there in his dreams watching himself, smirking and grinning just as she’d warned. The jagged piece of glass was tossed to the floor as the man watched himself, but the broken pieces reflected back. Ella watched while she was sleeping, in some sort of odd dream tide rippling through the threads. Two hours later she woke up covered in blood and the piece of the mirror stuck inside the canvas. “This is not mine to have.. to hold..” Promised made so many moons again, she was the protector. Maybe not fate was calling her. Ella walked hours and ended up at Leland’s project and well, suffice to say the man in the mirror did not believe and the devil’s noose was unraveling. The piece of glass was his, and she didn’t want it back.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2013 14:03:00 GMT -8
The truth is hard to swallow... Six months and dead ends until one week ago. Dreams manifesting and I'm unsure the direction. I can sever all ties, with a cost. He knows and ran. It may be time to bleed again.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2013 15:46:57 GMT -8
Tasting blood Five days without sleep and I’m exhausted. After the woman wolf invaded my studio and I had to put her out, I am livid. How dare so go so far as to trespass. I’ve tried to respect what is happening, but her actions went too far. I am this close to binding her or killing her. I know this is exhaustion … but the dark thoughts return. I have very little patience for such disrespect and push for answer. She had no right, not only did she endanger my life, but her own. I didn’t have the heart to tell the wolf what happened, he’s broken.. and one more thing added.. but I am not going to leave this. Maybe the older of the two has more sense? I know the very thing that has happened was .. it was savage.. completely savage. I tasted blood in my mouth when coming from the dark dream, maybe I should have severed the visions, but if I do there will be more suffering. Fate has ripped me away and left me here in this place alone, completely alone. The blood wasn’t mine, now I have to find out what it all means. I pray for their protection and to be healed. Leland, LJ as he said to call him.. I’m not sure what to do with the rest of what I’ve seen. Maybe if I walk, maybe I can clear my head. I need to sleep, but there is no one to hold me to this world, maybe I should pay a warm body to lay with me.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2013 16:04:31 GMT -8
Who's afraid? The old stories start with once up on a time ... and these new stories start with once there was. Even if I fucking wanted to sever the bond, I couldn't now. To many things have happened, the dreamtides are bleeding with knowledge and I cannot stop it. Another fucking dream with obscure meaning, I'm not chasing after anyone running. I'm may be afraid of the unknown, but I am NOT running. I offered, free will.. and I cannot change.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2013 8:27:11 GMT -8
Rage within Today I was compelled to the city library, I needed confirmation on what respect is defined as for those of this time. Respect, noun means a feeling of deep admiration for someone or something elicited by their abilities, qualities or achievements. Respect, verb means admire someone or something deeply as a result of their abilities, qualities or achievements. It is as I thought … a lack of respect upon her part. Do I blame her? I do not know if blame is the right word. Careless, maybe the thing she was. Inconsiderate, reckless, stupid, selfish.. all those words come to mind with this situation. I am not without empathy, I do understand the pangs and pains of wanting to protect someone. I know what it’s like to gut a man, to hold a still beating heart between my fingers because of rage and emotional turmoil. And I also know the price others had to pay for my inconsiderate, reckless, stupid selfishness. It made me sick to my stomach when she said nothing, stood there behind a wall and fucking said nothing. I am easily consumed by hate, and I struggle with overlooking what another one is capable of doing. It’s just another reminder why I do not get close to anyone. I’ve taken the ward down and I am going to Mars to tell him to make sure she stays far away from me. I’ve done nothing at all except to try and protect those coming and going from that pack, even those as only friends. I don’t care what you’ve been through, your actions are measurable and the only thing that defines you. If I were who I was, I would have ripped her heart out and supped upon her blood for such vile trespassing. My thoughts are the only place I can put away these feelings. I pray that peace comes and I do not give into rash behavior, I was close last night. I was so close to tasting blood. I know the price to pay if lines are crossed, so I leave words here on the page, leave feeling here and hope with seeking the elder brother lines will not be crossed again. I have no business with the girl, and do not intend on opening the door.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2013 20:24:26 GMT -8
Matter of perception - things rage in threes The issue is hopefully resolved. I really wanted to ask why there was blood on the long and lonely road when he was there. I saw three -- three .. but who is the last? I find it frustrating praying protection over a shadowed face. I expect that the rule of three will be here soon.. and maybe discovery will come. I hope it so.. more than that. I'm preparing for worse. I'm not sure the resolution will come .. I pray it is done for them. By the gods, I pray it is done.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2013 9:15:32 GMT -8
Puppet in the woods I don't have much time to write this, but it was important. I'm here waiting by the two standing stones. Tonight I realized the visions recycled as a reminder, the ones from so long ago happened.. happened before I knew .. well.. happened before I could warn them. I think the third is Alex, I think he is kindred, a tortured kindred.. I felt the rage and pangs of blood, but it was like the Mouse. I am probably wrong .. I mean kindred sup on blood, but some choose to live among the humans while others are careless with life. I did not get that feeling from Alex. I believe he is the third, I believe he was on the road with the brothers, but I did not press upon. They do not want knowledge unless it is clear, which I cannot give. Pieces are sometimes enough, but maybe all of this is not enough. I've questioned Fate a million times, why here? Why? Why did they pluck me from the course the first set upon my with the celestial. Sammael is still alive and I swear that are letting him rest, but if I find him, I will carve the light out of his soul. I have to focus, I need to search for more and maybe, maybe the journey will bring knowledge. Mars offered to stand guard while I sleep, he will be coming to the standing stones soon enough. Someone wants him as a puppet, I felt the strings again, but this world leaves me unclear and unsure. I know payment will be demanded, but I pray it is less severe with a guard. Maybe, maybe if I tempt fate, I can bleed into darkness and this world will be rid of the plague I am. I come to one conclusion that this may be the final hours... and so I am determined to help these three if I am able. Leland has been marked, that was easier said than done. First when he touched my wrist, when he touched my face from blood and when he went. Mars has also been marked, his head, his heart and hands. If Alex is the third, I must find away to do the same for him without him knowing. Protection is the only thing I feel I can do at this point. It has been so long since I've been called to protect both wolf and life blood. I'm not sure whether to be honored or cursed as betrayal is always possible. For now I follow my heart and my heart says that it is safe. I will not listen to my mind, it's there where I get lost. I hear Mars coming. I beg you earth, sun, stars and moon be gentle and guide the way, please give way to wisdom and bend your ear to hear. Mars has no idea what will come. I pray protection for the guardian.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2013 21:26:26 GMT -8
Confessions of a dead soul -- morning light lies The things I have witnessed.. I have no words for. The words spoken I cannot fathom. The queen said madness was unsated, he's back. I at a loss of words.. I'm trapped in blue. I cannot be Sybarite. I cannot slip away as much as I want to be caught in a chasm and teetering on the edge of fucking pleasure. God damn the queen. My soul needs to stay dead.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2013 21:46:48 GMT -8
You fucking Sybarite. I will not fall!!!!!!!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2013 19:39:35 GMT -8
Standing stones -- between life and death. A vile-vile thing I have done. I thought finding answers for them, finding out why the pieces of glass and the man in the mirror.. all of these things were clues to something else. Why didn't I see it earlier? Why? Why the fuck was I so stupid to think Fate would stand by and do nothing? The albino queen filled the page of my journal, until she could say no more, but I remember... I remember and now.. now.. this is what she remembered. Ella scribbled for a bit in the journal and then packed it away in the leather satchel. The old cemetery with two standing stones was deep in the woods. The old stones were covered with old moss, long vines and weathers. She sat on the ground between the two stones looking up at the sky. She'd already dug out a small place in the earth to lie down. She didn't want to sleep outside, but this was as safe a place than any. From the distance if he was quiet and watching he'd have seen an outline of another form, maybe a slender and pale woman. Though the crow shape shifted quickly back into her form long before any could get close enough to know if what they saw was real or some part of the forest lore -- even here. Mars had been standing by. Dressed comfortably in his jeans and pearl snap black long sleeve shirt. His hair remained loose, windblown. Boots had been set by a tombstone close by as his bare feet felt comfortable against the damp dew of blades of grass and welcoming of the earth. He didn’t completely get what he was warding off at this point should Ella be attacked, but whatever it was he held confidence in himself to fight it off. Human frame to the wolf inside him which watched with atentative eyes in that metaphysical plane. It took Ella a little while to realize that he was there, but when she did she stood up and waited. "The queen said you were close by.. are you going to wait over there?" Calling from between the two standing stones. There was more she wanted to stay, but for now that would do. It was important he understand what she needed from him. Moving forward towards her. " Where do you need me?" His voice was quiet in tone. Small smile pulled at his lips. " She's quite the announcer isn’t she?" Eyes flicked towards the area he thought he had seen the woman. Again, he had those moments "Yes, she is a strange bird." Off in the distance they'd hear a faint cackle from the queen. "She said there's more you need to know, and only you are the holder." Once he was closer, he'd see the circle around the two standing stones. "She asked me why I didn't tell you about the rest of what I saw, and it could be important." Ella was in the middle of a smaller pentagram. It may have seemed he could not step inside the circle, but her hand went out. "Come." Holding it so he would come. Such magic and mystical things confused him, though he did as he was comfortable with. Her hand came out, beckoning him closer and he did. Mars stepped forward, taking her hand with his. Incredibly hot was the feeling of his grasp to hers. Eyes slanted over to the crow Queen again. Regarding her from where he stood inside the pentagram. " Are you the only one who can hear her?" Curious, eyes swung back around to fall on Ella as she stood there with him. "Tell me more? Of what you seen you mean? Because the bits and pieces are unclear and I am not the greatest detective.." He made light of it. Or tried to. It would be odd to in the place of the dead. "Yes, until she comes." The queen must have come back, because she vanished earlier. Ella turned over her shoulder to see her perched on the toppled tree. She was plucking at her feathers mostly quiet. Then she turned back to Mars and rubbed her thumb over his palm very softly as if soothing him. "Yes, bits and pieces .. the visions are like shattered glass, some last longer than the others .. where you can see the shape of something and others violent fractures." The queen cawed at Ella. "Shh." Gently warning the bird. "Yes, she wants me to tell you more of what I've seen, I have tried to tell her it is not your wish because of this. Her ways are her ways." He had to understand that, right? Inhaling and she finally loosened her hand and pointed to the pentagram where they stood. "Do not leave the circle, no matter what you see, no matter what happens.. please. This is of dire need, you must stay inside, at least part of you must stay inside. I will seek the dreams, and I need you to touch my fingers, or something. I must have contact to another, less they pull me into the nethers." Yes she was saying he would be her anchor to this world as she slept. "Please.. " Hopefully he was paying complete attention when she sat down in the circle and looked up at him waiting for him to sit as well. Her words were taken into deep account. The crow wanted him to know more. Why? The touch of her thumb did soothe his worries. She'd feel the restlessness of his wolf in that other plane. As she lowered to sit, he soon followed. Settling on one knee, and then the other. There was a reason for his settlement. The position enabled him to rest beside her in a meditative state if needed, but furthermore it was easier for him to rise and face an opponent if he had to. Mars has had many teachers, from the Wolf, to the Human and master of aikido. Be at peace with your mind, find harmony and you will live the life you should. A deep breathe was taken, settling comfortably now back onto his heels, the spine erect, allowing the flow of air into his lungs not to be hindered. Reaching out now, he took her hand with his. Careful, before her let his fingers interlock with hers. " I won’t let you go." Promised. "Thank you." The way he sat, was fine with her. Out of the corner of his eye, he'd see her moving in the circle and she shifted. The vest came off, but the skirt remained. Some of her flesh had to be one with the earth, and there was energy in her hands, arms, back, chest and torso in general. Her hair was long enough that he'd not be flashed, so it was safe for his eyes. The satchel was tossed to the side inside the circle and she looked up to the moon from kind of behind Mars at this point. He'd feel her foot against his leg when she finally settled. As long as there was some contact, she'd be safe. For now, this is how it would be. The queen watched him sit, take position and ready himself. She preened and bided her time as the witch actually attempted to sleep. Ella lay on her side and shifted to her stomach. Her hair was wildly long, and pushed away as her cheek settled on the earth and her fingers on the point of North. Ella was attempting to sleep, but it was much more, she was going to try and get answers, something very complicated and dangerous for her. Mars didn't need to know, he only needed to make sure she wouldn't be lost to the other side. "Thank you for doing this." If he happened to look back, he'd see the scars on her back. Long lash marks, something claws couldn't make, but claw like. Metal and glass shards from the cat-o-nine, people so must understood those who followed nature. The scars covered her back, but had not been visible even with a sleeveless shirt. Hand released when she settled down on the earth. Her foot pressed to the knee. Marsten was silent. Watching her as she seemed to settle. Or try to. " I understand the need of a watcher." Quietly. " You have done much for me and my kind, it is the right thing to do something for you" A deep breathe. He waited. Now, it was for her to rest. Or try to and he was to wait. Wait to see what would come. If anything.
"I can tell.." She whispered into the air. "I'll try.." Her words faded away and she slipped away into the darkness in a matter of seconds, it had everything to do with exhaustion. The queen cawed and flew over to the standing stone to perch and make sure the witch was seeking her dream threads. Once she was sure the witch was asleep, the corvid shifted to the pale woman form he'd seen earlier. Her hair was long and white, she was almost translucent. Her skin was ridged like her feathers covering her form. She sat upon the stones for a few minutes and then slide off to circle outside the pentagram. "Foolish-foolish wolf human." Insulting him? Not at all. "Close your mind, close your heart to what you do not understand. Excuse not good." Her English was broken, it wasn't her first tongue. When she moved, the earth around her became more vivid with color, it may have seemed like a living acid trip, reverberating echoes of energy with each step. The queen knelt down and touched Ella's hair and moved it from her face. "Foolish witch." Then she stood and worked her way back to stand outside of the circle infront of Mars. Eyes found the crow Queen as she transformed to the human frame. Eyeing her as she moved about and scolded him it seemed. " Having it all open is an easy target for the cunning" He replied. Still, he did not move from the circle, he didn’t leave Ella's side. In fact when the Crow lowered to touch Ella he leaned in towards her in that possessive guarding way and watched intently. His hand lightly resting on Ella's ankle now. "Being closed minded is the death of many." She wasn't scolding, but it may have seemed so. "This world has changed, it is dying with blindness. I told her to tell you, she said no." The white woman watched him touch her ankle. "Why do you guard? Why do you offer yourself in task?" It was a curious thing that a wolf would watch a witch. The queen had her reasons to be tied to the witch. "Ignorance.." He replied. It made complete sense. Mars felt a bit foolish for it, some people did not agree, some fought do to their own fears. Yet with a man who did not fear a lot of things but rejoiced in it had a different point of view. " It is my duty" Mars replied. " She has offered much without me asking, I will return the favor. " The queen stepped back and looked up at the earth. "It is her duty, her duty nothing more." The queen had a different perspective. "This is not duty that is ignorance." It made no sense initially. Her nostrils flared out and something lingered in the air. Ella started coughing, almost choking and she rose up, and arms supported her torso. Yes, she was dark dreaming, Mars didn't know, but the queen did. "Do not stop her. Do not stop what you see, or she will be slave to the darkness again." Warning him. Ella was violently coughing until she coughed up a card -- tarot card. The Moon upside in the dark. She collapsed. "Vile creatures those of the darkness without light.." She moved to get the card, but decided not to touch it. "Moon." Hissing out. It sure did feel like a scolding. Though it didn’t hinder his position at the time. He remained, attention snapped back to Ella when she woke and coughed. He had made motion to grip her and help her but was cautioned and he froze. Watching what happened, and that card came falling out. Eyes dropped to the image it held. " What about the moon?" He asked. Eyes flicking up to the crow woman briefly and back to Ella, making sure she was still breathing. Now, now .. I know payment is come. He said things I cannot accept, I cannot allow him to be close to me. If I trespass in to the hall of memories, I know Sammael will come even after being banished. If what we saw in the dark dreams were true, he lived .. and then died. I can't allow that to happen again. My best guess is that open thread is tied to another, and if weren't for the man in the mirror and Leland's journey, I would have not seen what I have.. Mars would not have seen what he saw. I left him sleeping in the standing stones I asked him not to follow me, to stay far away for his own safety. It was blessed that I did, because payment was demanded. I've cleaned the wounded the best I can after I ran away from Alex and his woman. She is the third, a strength for them.. she's more beautiful in person. I need to burn the pages of my journal, maybe I can forget. Maybe I can pray it gone. Alex will tell Mars to stay away. He has the two keys, I will give them the third to protect. I want to tell Mars, I want to talk to him, I want to see his face in the light of day when we talked about what happened, but that cannot be. A pawn is nothing but a fucking weakness to everything it touches.. a torture and a blight. I don't fucking know why Fate put me here. Why they would toy with others?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2013 8:24:23 GMT -8
The moon phase is coming, tomorrow all will shift and change. Now is the time to open the gate. The celestial, the fucking angel wanted me, now he can have me. I've gathered all the wood for the bonfire, prepared the way.. all that I need is the night to come and blood. It's been quiet, I'm thankful Alex told the wolf to stay away. Enough is enough, I will not bring another to death.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2013 18:31:01 GMT -8
Everything I didn't want to happen... has happened. It wasn't anyone's fault expect my own and now I must change things, but last night in the fire, I couldn't open the gates. I... I cannot even write what happened. Ginny and Maddy found me this morning and made me go with them to this place called a mall. I miss the hedge maze and my spirits dancing. I will have to wait until the next cycled moon to open the gates. I don't know whether to make him bleed or... I hate myself and feel guilty, but I miss the feeling. Fuck -- how I miss that feeling. No more, no more. I pray to be strong.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2013 7:52:11 GMT -8
What was he thinking? I tried telling him to stay away, I tried and tried, but the fucking wolf won't budge. I told him to stay away or I might ward him. Then he asked if I would do it, and I said I would bind him, yes I would. What the hell? The wolf brought a rabbit, I'll make stew tomorrow. I shouldn't fucking bother... damn! I am so frustrated with myself. Duality is returning. There was a celestial close to my door, I'm not sure why he made himself known, but if he wants a fight I'll burn him from his heavens just like I did to Sammael.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2013 21:26:22 GMT -8
Secrets - times end I’m a fool to let anyone in, it always ends the same way and I live with regret. I live with doubt. I live with a demented clarity - which has never been wrong. Pieces, always pieces of secret things… like the keys and the moon… like the blood which flows.. like the desert.. like the bond.. like the phoenix.. like … I dare not even write it. I righted a wrong tonight, I left the stew with his sister. She asked a lot of questions that I could or would not answer, it’s not my place to give light or dark to her query, I cannot interfere in business that is not mine. She has a mouth on her, but I understand why.. part of me anyway. It is agreed upon. Something’s wrong, I feel it. My resolve is .. I slept last night, actually slept.. no dreams, no visions, no sounds, nothing but sleep. Trust is a fucking game of Russian roulette. I’ve seen to many dead by risking. I can’t help myself, that’s why I need to open the gate. Next time I won't let anyone stop me. It's all for the best, for everyone involved. Only you know my secret pages, only you know my secrets.
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