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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 2:20 pm
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Miguel stared out at the open sky, fascinated by the pure white of the halo around the full moon. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he felt a breeze of cool night air. Yes, it is beautiful tonight... He ran a pale hand through his tangled mess of blonde tresses, pushing them away from his gentle face. Two dark eyes stared out into the evening, watching the lights go out in a distant town. His awe of such beauty starting to pass, he reached for his flute. His elegant digits wrapped delicately around the intrument, he brought it to his lips, closing his eyes as he searched for a tune. He chose his favorite lulliby, the Song of Slumber, and smiled before he blew a quiet note. As it floated gently out of the flute, it was swept away by the wind as it blew into the dark night. Situating himself more comfortably in the window sill, he began to play.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 4:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 4:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 3:33 pm
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Taking silence as a no, Angelique shrugged her bag higher on her shoulder and went to look for a room. Upstairs she found, much to her delight, a librairy.
"Okay, I'm offically sleeping in here." Angelique laughed.
She set her bag down on a nearby sofa and proceeded to look around. Picking a book off the shelves she returned to the sofa. With no blankets, and nothing but the few lamps on the walls she knew this would never do. Across from the sofa was a fire place with a few slightly dusty logs. Rumaging in her bag Angelique came up with a box of matches and some old paper, and went about trying to light the fire.
Ten minutes later she was sucessful and retreated back to the sofa and the book she'd picked out. "Hopefully that chimney is clean, and the place doesn't catch fire." Looking around she sighed. "It's not home. It's just not home."
Using her jacket as a blanket Angelique curled up on the couch and let her weariness overtake her. If anyone in this house is hostle you're done for you know, the voice in her head reasoned. I know, the sleepy part replyed, but if they want me, let them have me. It's not like this is home...
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 5:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 3:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 3:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:21 pm
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Annabelle and Xavier entered, walking pass the girl who just previously had come. They stayed quiet, not knowing anything themselves. The two of them walked down the hall, until Xavier noticed Annabelle wandering into the library. "Beautiful..." she whispered. She marveled at the seemingly endless, innumerable amount of books. Xavier tapped her head hard to get her attention. "Ow, ow." "Come, Anna," he said. "I know you are just as tired as I." Annabelle sighed. "Very well..." she said as she followed him to a vacant room. It was subtly elegant but very worn out. Annabelle pressed her lips, critically. "Oh, Anna, don't be so picky. Just go to sleep. I'll stay up," Xavier said.
"Xavier, I know you are tired as well."
"I'm all right."
"You are so difficult. Fine, I shall sleep in the bed for tonight." Annabelle lied herself down under the covers and drifted. ~+~ Merely five hours had passed when Annabelle awoke. She glanced around for Xavier and spotted him fast asleep on a couch inside the room. She laughed quietly to herself. How typical, she thought. She walked over to him, picked him up, and layed him down upon the bed. Annabelle then returned to her own slumber.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 5:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 12:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 2:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 4:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 8:14 pm
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