Secret HeartMali adjusted her bandanna in the mid-afternoon light as she left the castle. She had to check in on the darklings and several of her spies, but even with the necessity, she was loath to leave the relative safety of the castle and the presence of the Circle.Secret Heart
But she had things to do before heading out with the Bronze Tiger, and they couldn’t wait, so the risk of being glimpsed by bounty hunters, even after a year, had to be taken.
And it wasn’t all professional.
Mali adjusted Heart Singer under the silted overskirt she had purchased back in Lookshy, with memories of her daiklaives in
The Endless CycleThe breeze kicked up a merry melody upon the wind chimes as Belani adjusted Mara's gown.The Endless Cycle
"It's amazing, isn't it?" Mara asked, her ghostly eyes sparkling as she looked on over the empty village square that would be filled by the fading sun's death over the mountain, "I get to play the Founder's part for the festival!"
Belani nodded, frowning as she tugged on the strings holding the black wings to Mara's body.
Mara laughed as the wind tussled the hair of the two girls, smiling as Belani focused grimly on her task.
"Belani, are you mad at me?"
"Not at you. At this Queen-be-damned
Virtue and ViceSing to me of the virtues within, Of what vices they may twist in.Virtue and Vice
Justice, they call me, a noble path, but stay my hand to know my Wrath.
All in moderation, Temperence will always say, when you ignore those words, it's Gluttony's day.
Charity can plant its own seed, But if you expect something back, you are Greed.
I Hope and wish for just one thing, but if another has it, Envy's voice will ring.
Prudence can give long life, with care, But Sloth doesn't mind, safe in its lair.
Hold steady, Fortitude asks, succumb not at all,
Into the Rabbithole“Ugh. Another hot muggy afternoon here.” Grace threw herself onto her bed, still pink after so many years, still frilly after all of the tears spilt onto its pillows, still disgustingly cute after its owner grew up into a black blossom of beauty, probably would be pink, frilly, and cute until the end of time. She hated it with the passion that only a girl in the throes of rebellion could.Into the Rabbithole
She flipped herself over, smoothing out her black skirt. Her parents wouldn’t let her out of the house like this, but then again; they weren’t home. That was the only bright side, but that would end to
Of Truths Best UnspokenOf Truths Best UnspokenOf Truths Best Unspoken
Despite having been an agent of fate for more than a human’s lifetime now, Belladonna Atropa was still learning to trust her instincts. As she was sipping her freshly-ground coffee this morning, she’d felt a strange feeling tingling at the back of her mind. During her long day that feeling had only grown, building into a sense of discomfort.
Now, as she stood bare and unarmed before the tall, four-armed humanoid figure, she knew she should have paid that sense of fateful meeting more heed.
She felt her throat dry and tighten under the steady g
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