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Oberon“And this...” Fagan gestured to a figure neatly folded into the window’s ledge of stone “...this is the young master Oberon.” The creature, Oberon, stood. His movements were like liquid. Fluid and slow. Not the well thought out motion of other Lords and Ladies I have seen, so high in their virtue, but of a grace of another kind. One that came so naturally it became difficult to discern him as a being. More like a painfully dreamt up ideal of perfection. Long grey hair cascading down a slender back in torrents, skin so smooth and pale it was almost translucent. I could even catch a hint of the blue veiOberon
by ~mother-moon
The FairyFrom my elevated viewpoint, upon my grassy domain, looking down upon your little world...I concluded I didn’t hate it. There are those of my kind who state that the hushed warm glow of lights, the slow traffic and flowing crowds hold a certain charm to them.The Fairy
I wouldn’t know.
But I didn’t hate it.
Just mere indifference, that’s all I felt...and that’s what was going to make this easy. There was a burning sharpness to the air as the wind stirred, disturbing the sleeping wisps of my hair. Everything’s so quiet up here, away from those dozy car
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The FoxBefore the dawning of man And the early chorus, On that cold dead road, When all is frozenThe Fox
By the frosty air chills,
Only you remain, Bright eyed
And bush of tail.
In the sleeping glory Of arctic concrete, burnished Fur and sly whiskered,
On those quick
Black feet You must trot From that rotten grove Of hungry mouths.
by ~mother-moon
VincentToday it has been decided, I shall chop off my earsVincent
For good and for gone. No longer do I Have any desire to hear. I’m sick of songs: happy and sad And I’ve tired of the morning birds (They’re driving me mad!) I shan’t miss the waves crash I shall shade them with my eyes. As for the sound of wind through grass and blade? I can paint it on my skin. I do not want to listen any more. It does no goodness for the soul. Tomorrow I shall slice of my ears The way I slice up onions and pie And I least this way I don’t have to
by ~mother-moon
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- Current Residence: Chav City Central (aka Hardingstone)
- Interests: Books! Fairys, elves, fantasy, peguins, wolves, evil dudes, jesters,jokers, harliquinns, balloons
- Favourite movie: Princess Mononoke and Mirrormask
- Favourite band or musician: Fratellis
- Favourite genre of music: The cool genre!
- Favourite artist: Annah Hutchings, Salvador Dali, Kaori Yuki and Hiyo Myazakki
- Favourite poet or writer: Siegfried Sassoon, Philip Pullman, Nick Sagan, Susanna Clarke, and Oscar Wilde (of course <3)
- Favourite photographer: Phil of course!
- MP3 player of choice: Not out of choice I've got an Ipod shuffle
- Favourite game: Well I've only played a few so Im going to settle for Baldur's Gate
- Favourite cartoon character: Belial! and Harley Quin
- Personal Quote: I live a life in world filled with balloons!
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