Lest she fade away... ~ by LadyLeaf

LadyLeaf

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Thank you so much ladies!

8 years ago

AvalonTheQuin

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Omg this is so beautiful! >.<

8 years ago

launing

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Pretty!

8 years ago

Sorachan

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Leaf, this is amazing!! The doll and story are so beautiful! So sweet and haunting at the same time. ^^ My top three staff members I'd like to know more about I'd have to say are Lysandris, Mikhail, or dear Doctor von Aachen.

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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This is so lovely! Your short stories are like poetry, as @White said. And you know how much I love Mikhail, so I would love to hear more about him! :D

8 years ago

kittty12

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verry beautiful work :)))))

8 years ago

White_Queen94

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* T_T And I was just wondering what the staff of the Sanctuary think about Lady Alinna's well known rival!

8 years ago

White_Queen94

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...this is the most poetic thing I've ever read, it's so beautiful Ã§_Ã§ "Child kissed by the autumn twilight and fresh apples." has just became my favourite description of Anna!

8 years ago

LadyLeaf

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Lest she fade away.

8 years ago

LadyLeaf

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If he will not light her, she will burn her. 'So this is what thy want, my crown-less queen.' A momentary dread took hold of his heart. Perhaps he should let her sleep. Perhaps he should hand her candle to Nea or even to the Morrigans. Fridolin reached out to the moonlight, he picked orbs from the White Sister as he would pick apples from their branches. One by one he arranged them into a circle. Fire is not afraid of the dark, but fire should not be left unattended to in the dark.

8 years ago

LadyLeaf

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They say he has the gift of the Leannan Si, the Miradvyns, to feel and speak out in ways impossible. It was by no means his intention to pry on her emotions, but again, that was his gift and she herself was emanating them. She has fire running in her veins, the melted liquid form of light. She was fire, the wild, untamable flame that could burn them down, that could burn them all down! So this is the true reason, their endless fight. They were not duels but personal training.

8 years ago

LadyLeaf

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which he had many times scorned as meaningless and childish. Mostly there were nothing, then rarely there were deep cuts, and the rarest of the rarest, fracture or worse. This mortal child, he watched her, a child kissed by the autumn twilight and fresh apples. A child so blessed by the Ingiphs, with their fiery light flowing in her veins and their golden flame dancing in her hair. She reminded him of his children, had them not taken, time would have come to fulfill his oath to death.

8 years ago