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dalamusrex replied to your post: Eristhel isn't a vampire. She doesn't kill people/

(( Also: killing people isn’t a requirement to be a vampire, anon :/ ))

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Finishing all my drafts:

Everyone replies so fucking fast:

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Background Music - Aquila/Eristhel

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The day had been long and filled with labor, distracting her mind and tiring her body. She had cleaned each rug, dusted every shelf and nook, and sorted through her wares for rotten ingredients. She hadn’t even noticed the late hour until she’d gone to dispose of her aged ingredients, finding the surface world enveloped in shadows and moonlight. Deciding that the chore could wait, she ventured back inside with her basket and collapsed with pleasure in the inviting furs of her bedpile.

She closed her eyes, head shifting to feel the soft rabbit fur brush against her cheek. It felt so wonderful to be off her feet. Not even the slight pain and rumble in her stomach would draw her from that bed. No, sleep sounded much more appealing than food. Nothing would be disturbing her. Of course a patient wandering in would be the exception, but she hoped that wouldn’t be happening. No, just.. sleep..

Ah. But the soft sound of footsteps still managed to draw her from the sweet slumber that almost had her. She couldn’t help but let out a whining groan as she rolled over and began sitting up, only to freeze when she saw whose footsteps she had heard.

She did nothing. She just stared at the Bosmer with wide eyes, wondering for a moment if she was dreaming. When she realized of course that she wasn’t, a shock of panic moved through her, and she wondered what the vampire would do.

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Eristhel said nothing she simply, stared at her. The Imperials' eyes were wide, in a mix of fear and shock. Taking a single step forward, she eyed her instrument which look to be covered in dust. It would seem it remained untouched, which was a pleasant surprise. Eristhel knelt down beside her instrument, dusting it off with a gloved hand. She picked it up, and the violin rested in her hand. Eristhel then took her Silver Bow, and placed it against the wall of the cave. Showing that, she would not harm the Imperial.

The vampire needed to be careful with her movements. Eristhel couldn't risk the Imperial screaming. So, she moved with slow steps. Eristhel sighed before saying, "May I?" Eristhel pointed to her knapsack which still remained against the cave wall. Nearest to the Imperial, but again, she needed to be careful. So Eristhel simply stood there, waiting for an answer.

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A PSA about female characters

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There is a difference

between having a love interest

and being reduced to a love interest for a male lead.

That is all.

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Blood bounces quite strikingly on snow not only because of the obvious color/contrast discrepancy, but the large difference in temperatures.

Another post to add to the list of “I swear I’m not a serial killer, just a writer”

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"Love can’t be proven until you both die loving each other."

-Airon T. Reyes (via quotedojo)

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[Whispering Surrender]

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Listening to the violin play, his eyes were focused entirely on her movements and facial expressions. How she held the bow and violin so carefully, a look of dismay across her face in the small moment after he’d throw it to her. Discarded it really. Her song was filled with the sort of sorrow poets felt - of the sun rising and falling on terms only known to them with feelings only they expressed. He wondered why she began to play at all and thought it a gesture, at least, on her part.

He relaxed a bit just then, his own fingers aching to return to the instrument and play but his mind was too cruel - it kept reminding him of earlier, of how his music was noise.

"You play extremely well…" He complimented as she finished. "Keep it. I won’t be needing it in my travels anyhow."

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Eristhel gave a slight bow, smiling to herself. Before that smile slowly faded, as the song reached its end. "That is... kind of you." Eristhel said, but her mind was on other things. Part of her wanted to say something else, but she couldn't grasp the words. The vampire doubted she would ever encounter him again. The violin was at her chin, her arms were as they were. Cradling the instrument, and adjusting her fingers as she began to play another song.

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