A century old
And icy cold
Who can tell
What the future holds
A century old
And icy cold
Who can tell
What the future holds
Reveille - Chpt 4 - Malformations
Chesan was disappointed in the interrogation. No doubt he had hoped Tomas would put up more resistance instead of spewing out a confession in a snivelling heap.
Moreau was informed of the location of the stash and possible connections with the de la Mer. Naturally, the prospect was not a welcome one and the Général was unwilling to send any men to the harbour side just yet—not after his visit to Hugo Aubertine.
Noting the tight clench to his superior’s jaw and the brisk manner in which Thibaut wanted the facts and nothing more, Reveille did not inquire into that particular event just yet,. Having a merchant and the de la Mer in one case was more than anyone had bargained for when the body was discovered that morning.
Thus, men were
The Devil and the Glasshouse - pt. II
‘Death is coming for you now,’ those ghostly eyes said before they vanished back into the darkness, whisked away with the tree-line.
Neither of his companions could account for the final events of that demon-hunt, and their recollections of the flight away from danger was confusing at best.
The dominating memory they each had was of waking at the edge of that godforsaken estate to a sudden downpour of rain at dawn that washed all else away, leaving them wondering if what had transpired had truly happened.
One thing they all seemed to agree upon after the confusion had thinned a little, was that they had taken refuge in the glasshouse—what had happened beyond then and waking was something of a haze that none of them could quite explain. The effort of trying to describe it later to one another in s
Reveille - Chpt 5 - Phantasmagoria
“I heard that all manner of degenerates hang around beyond the walls.” Chesan growled, glaring about at the shadowy figures of the crowd.
“Do not always believe what the other men at the guardhouse say.” Reveille replied, weaving his way through the small knots of people migrating on the slow current towards the lights. “Not all who venture beyond the walls are intent on disrepute.”
Chesan’s face went wry but he said nothing on that.
“You strike me as religious sir, and forgive me for saying this but religious men are not always known for their tolerance.”
Reveille pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Is that an observation or another assumption gleaned from gossip?”
Chesan shrugged in a nonchalant manner, not prepared to appear chastised for his generalisation. Grunting, Reveille pulle
The Devil and the Glasshouse - pt. III
The Book of Beasts
“I believe I have found my calling in life William, my raison d’etre as they say in Clairvoy.” Sandwell, the ex-tailor-now-rightfully-restored-lord, informed his companion.
William simply gazed blankly at him—or at least, Sandwell liked to believe it was at him, though he knew it was a stare directed more towards the platypus in a waistcoat just above his head. Ashcliffe had been admiring it for the past hour.
“Wild animals are all fine and well, and this collection old Alexander Sandwell gathered is top-notch,” Jonathan continued, gesturing vaguely at the crowd of animals clustered intimately about them. “But it’s not mine.”
Ashcliffe cocked his head briefly and his brow wrinkled in confusion as his face began to blotch.
“I…I…I thought it came with the house.”
“Of course it did my good man, wha
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“Corks!” Jonathan was wheezing. “Did you hit it William?”
“I don’t know.” Ashcliffe replied, peering out through a small pane of glass he had shattered with the musket butt, struggling to hold Sugar back from breaking free and throwing herself at the ironwork and cracked panes to get at the devil beyond. “It was hard to tell but I don’t think it can get in through the banding.”
Gabriel never thought he would die in such a ridiculously impossible situation, but then again, anything instigated by Sandwell was bound to be ridiculous, and he always knew the man would be the death of him, so he shouldn’t really be so surprised.
Still, being trapped in a derelict hothouse in the dead of night with the unnatural baying of a supernatural monstrosity ringing in his ears was not how he had envisioned his ultimate passing.
Reveille - Chpt 6 - Fathers
Far from the bawdy activity of the entertainment quarter or curfew-restricted prostitution zones, the district of Vieux was already shrouded in the lethargic shadows of slumber.
Once retaining some far more distinguished title, the years had swallowed up Vieux’s true name despite the fact that it was not even as old as other districts around the cathedral. As if in testament to this contradiction of label and appearance, the houses bore more modern designs than the timber-framed constructions elsewhere, having once housed men of means before they had all migrated to more desirable parts of the city, leaving only those of ancient blood to moulder in the past.
Since then, time seemed to have stood still in those narrow streets, preserving the once-grand town houses in a sepia haze as the world beyond moved o
Reveille - Chpt 7 - Brutum Fulmen pt. III
Fuming and telling himself that his encounter with Aubertine had not been an entire failure Reveille pushed his way through the wavering throng of revellers vying to avoid the wax dripping from the chandeliers. Despite the unsavoury ending of that meeting, Reveille had ascertained that the merchant at least was unaware of the little adventure a portion of his wine had gone on, and that in turn confirmed his suspicions regarding Guichard’s visitation to Guildam.
The man’s eagerness to cover his own tracks was infuriating, and his parting shot had done nothing to lessen Reveille’s revulsion of him, reminding him instead of the very core of that dislike.
Perhaps Chesan was right and he truly did harbour a grudge strong enough to blind him, but if so then it was justified.
It was not long then that Reveille found himself draining yet another
Reveille - Chpt 7 - Brutum Fulmen pt. I
Chapter 7 - pt. I
Against all desire to do so, Reveille supposed he should collect Chesan from the yard instead of leaving him there to sweat out his limitless rage.
Ever stubborn to cling to his wrath however, the younger man pretended not to notice the Limier, continuing instead in venting his fury on the leather training dummies. The ferocity of each blow appeared to increase as Reveille drew closer and the Limier assumed the savage punches were meant for him, wondering– at a tangent– what alternate avenue the youth might have chosen to exhaust his anger had the dummies not been there.
Not about to be dissuaded by that thought, Reveille leant against the remaining dummy not currently under attack, noting as he did so that his intrusion infuriated Chesan further– yet, in some defiant show of disrespe
Circlebound - 7 - VisionsNuryana
They say that it is my blessing that allows mortals to wake from the dark dreamlands of sleep. By who's blessing then am I granted such a reward? I am not like them, I am not mortal, yet from sleep—that death-like relief to all—I am woken by the sound of chiming.
Why then, if i am not like them, can I not wake without the notes of brazen gongs to guide me from the darkness? They say that I am their Light, their Living God, but why do I not remember what came before the darkness from which I awoke? Perhaps it is not the place of a Divine being to retain such needless knowledge? Perhaps I have awoken into a new world where nothing existed before I awoke?
I am told that I am Nuryana, and I know this to be true, though the calling is alien to me. I gaze upon their faces as th
Archie Sonic Stories about Archie Sonic Stories I've been asked now and again about when I worked on a few stories and frontispieces for Archie's Sonic the Hedgehog comic many years ago. I figured I'd indulge a bit for the few people who would find such tidbits interesting.
Only a few people will find this relevant or interesting and for anyone else it will probably be pretty boring so heads up. This will just kind of jump around content-wise so also be aware.
When I was hired it was kind of a weird situation. I was doing a lot of work at the time so when I was approached I initially said no. After some phone discussion I agreed to do some work and felt it could be fun to do. Karl Bollers, writer at the time, was the one who actually asked me to come on as I'd be working alongside him on what was going to be newly introduced side stories which would accommodate my busy schedule.
At the time I was into Sonic and
Circlebound - Chp 3 - The CallingDustande
My heart was filled with trepidation, my mind awash with uncertainty.
From the day of my rebirth I had not looked back at the past, never once letting my mind retrace its winding path from one event to that which had led it there.
All that was, and all that had ever been, were fragments of someone else’s existence, belonging to some other soul that had died long ago.
Now, as I walked the long corridor, banded by shadow and light, my footsteps softened and bare against the warm sandstone— moving steadily towards the doorway to my true Being— my mind retraced its path to the events that had brought me to this moment.
Our days had been filled with trials from the moment of our rebirth, our old names stripped from us and discarded with the husk of our former existence. We who had been Reborn afresh, were nameless, existing within a place somewhere between life and d
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I am autistic, and have been evaluated and diagnosed twice. I am high functioning, and can, for the most part, interact pretty well in society. However, because of this, there have been people who have flat out told me “You are not autistic” and expect me to act like a neurotypical. So when I don't, they often become angry at me. They will tell me things like “You aren't even trying to see my perspective” or “You aren't even trying” in general.
I cannot read subtle body language, and on the reverse, I am very bad at hiding my own body language, so it's very obvious when I'm upset, don't like someone, or aren't telling the truth (I learned at an early age I can't lie so I don't even try anymore). So I find people will often get angry, for me, out of nowhere. So of course, I defend myself, and can end up feeling like a huge idiot and jerk afterward when people tell me why they acted that way towards me.
I take things very literally, a
The Ghosts of Our Choosing
Sheila had always lived her life helping no one but herself. She strove to etch her legacy into history. It was her way of becoming immortal.
She looked up from her desk, piled high with financial charts and business proposals. A spirit began to take rough form before her.
“What do you want from me?” She managed to choke out the words.
“I beg you to stop.”
“Why must I stop my life's work?”
“Because you are only considering this life.”
The image of the spirit now became clear. It was herself, twisted in such a state of complete agony.
I figured out how to fix the DeviantArt gallerySo, recently DeviantArt had an update that... more or less turned the gallery into a mess. Everything in your gallery/favorites/folders were basically placed on the same page, even if you had like 1,000s of works in there, so there would be no quick way to find a specific work. On top of that, there seems to be no way to move pictures into the folders to clean things up a bit. You could drag them into folders, but that only copies it.
Here's how to fix your gallery. Go to your gallery page - not your actual gallery page, and then hit "edit". It should be in the same place that it would be on your main DeviantArt page, and look like the exact same button that's used to move around things like your journal on your main page. Well yeah, that button allows you to fix up your gallery. It's a very important feature, that's borderline hidden, and as far as I could tell, DeviantArt didn't really tell people about it. You could at least... make it look noticeable or something.