#serenities

[zamorak-halo-blog]

my bestfriend teg :~)

[chewingxglass]

Serenities - Perserverance

This is fucking nasty. Love those gang vox.

[trivialrealities]

Once, there was a maiden… …and things didn’t go so well for her. It was just the way of the world, you know? She had to give up power to get it, and she didn’t get much. Some people hated her for getting any power at all. She needed a protector, so she gave herself to a man named Necessity. “Love is hard,” she said.

The Scripture of the Whore - Socialise

[trivialrealities]

Once, there was a maiden… …who stood at the centre of every dance. Back then, she knew all the dances. She never missed a step. One day, she heard something in the music, as a singer dropped the beat. It taught her of the joy of dancing poorly. She started dancing more and more awry. “Love has no rules,” she said.

The Scripture of the Dancer - Performance

[trivialrealities]

Once, there was a maiden… …who fled a shadow, in the company of a friend. They travelled through strange places, and among strange people. “How can you trust me,” he asked, “with such horror behind you?” “Love endures,” she said.

The Scripture of the Bride - Linguistics

[trivialrealities]

Once, there was a maiden… …who was driven from her land. Great black stags chased her, and their eyes shone blue. Monsters scrambled after her through the bush, though they found her not. Stumbling on a log, she fell; and thought to surrender, and end the torment of the hunt; but then, she stood, and stuck out her tongue at the dark woods behind her. “Love is smiling at your troubles,” she said.

The Scripture of the Hunted Maiden - Dodge

[trivialrealities]

Once there was a maiden… …who met a thing that lived outside the world, and there was a beauty to it. It burned with an unholy wrath that could destroy Creation. It hated her as much as it loved her. Its kiss was blood and perfection, for its teeth were sharp. It offered her power, and with it, hooks to tear her soul. With care not to burn her fingers, she took it into her life. “Love is what you make of it,” said she.

The Scripture of the Lover and the Maiden - Craft