#paintinthebluffs

[puckliminal]

It was with mixed anticipation and anxiety that Puck made his way to Desert Bluffs, keeping out of sight of the roads so he could utilize his speed. He did his best to warn Melanie that he was coming via the mote of his blessing, but without words that was a difficult task. 

When he arrived at her door and knocked, he was too excited to even bother with a glamour; no one was about anyway, he reasoned, and he wouldn’t be there long. 

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[julian-the-janitor]

there was an envelope in Julian's closet. it hadn't been there when he'd left, and now here it was—slightly smaller than letter-sized, slightly charred with some symbol in one corner, and scrawled with "julian, eiffel tower, paris" in a green, spiky hand. [paintinthebluffs]

                                               || @paintinthebluffs ||

            Julian picked up the envelope and examined it with a curious eye, surprised and, admittedly, sort of excited to receive something so strange and unexpected.

             || 𝐨𝐡? 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞? || 

             “It’s an envelope,” Julian told his Narrator, no impatience in his voice, but rather interest and the feeling of sharing something with his old, dear friend.

             || 𝐚𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭! 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦? ||

             “That’s a good question,” the janitor commented. “It’s got a weird symbol on it, and it’s, it looks like it almost caught fire. It reminds me of, of a story about a dragon that my grandfather once told me.” 

             As he spoke, he worked his slim index finger under the fold of the envelope and pulled down, carefully tearing the envelope open. He then pulled it open and peered curiously inside, eager to see what had been sent him, and perhaps a sign of who who had been so kind as to send it.

[themathisoncollective]

between the two of them, Melanie and Jim decided it would be best for her to stay at his place leading up to the exhibition, to ease them both. a few days out, just before she was slated to install everything, an envelope arrived at Jim's apartment, addressed to Melanie.

Jim flipped the envelope back and forth when he checked the mail, frowning at the lack of address or postage. It wasn’t a secret that Melanie stayed with him sometimes, but how had this ended up inside his locked mailbox?He made his way up in the elevator, still puzzling over it. “Pipit?” he said as he came into the apartment. “There’s, uh, a letter? For you?”@paintinthebluffs

[behindthemidnightsun]

[msg] hi delia, can I ask you a clothes question?

[msg] You can absolutely ask me a clothes question. What’s up?

[noyesterdaysontheroad]

★ [seamus black]

((Re: This.))

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[puckliminal]

¿★? [midi]

((Re: This.))

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[nospaceofregret]

[to: pauline] hi pauline! are you going to be at the library this week? I was hoping to get your opinion on a project, if that's alright with you. – melanie

[to: M. Doyle]

Hi! I didn’t have any particular plans, but I can be there any day you need. I would be happy to help. Just let me know when?

-Pauline

[puckliminal]

in the midst of her own concerns, Melanie could scarcely ignore the distress coming from the mote in her mind, nor her own worry that the mote itself seemed to be fading. so she came back with Finch, and made her way over to the warehouse.

The warehouse door was not just closed, but bolted shut. All the windows had been haphazardly boarded up as well, leaving no easy entrance. 

The spirit’s presence was still there, however. Weak, yes, but there.

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