scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
2010 - Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/calendar
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. View my Tags page. Powered by LiveJournal.com. Designed by Tiffany Chow.
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
March 2010 - Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/2010/03
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. 11:30 am: [Drabble] Sunrise. View my Tags page. Powered by LiveJournal.com. Designed by Tiffany Chow.
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/tag/isaiah
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. Mar 12th, 2010 at 11:30 AM. Isaiah, as is his habit, wakes before I do. When I rise, he is already at the window of the room which has been our shelter for the day, the tiny hole in the stone wall, covered by thick cowhide. We need to leave," he had said the morning before, seeing the room when the sun was already on the horizon. "It's unsafe.". I didn't disagree, but pointed out the window at the gray dawn. "I don't think we have a choice.".
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/tag/tomasso
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. Jan 28th, 2008 at 12:26 AM. I do not afford myself the luxury of guilt. I do not wonder if I should not have said the things I’d said, if I should have done things differently. Tomasso makes his own choices. Made his choice. We make choices, all of us. Live with them, once done. That is the tableau when he wakes; the chair creaking slightly beneath my weight as I rock back and forth, humming a song we both knew in Italian, reading a novel, waiting.
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
[Drabble] OOC: The Chart - Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/1222.html
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. Drabble] OOC: The Chart. Dec 13th, 2007 at 2:26 PM. As anyone who has ever read any of my character journals knows, I adore drabbles. The reasons are many and varied, and at this point, I'm pretty damned good at writing them. So, without further ado:. View my Tags page. Powered by LiveJournal.com. Designed by Tiffany Chow.
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/tag/ellison
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. Dec 13th, 2007 at 10:30 AM. When they are introduced, Gia drops a short curtsy, the sort she was taught when she was a girl. The tall man looks down on her with amused eyes, an expression that doesn’t quite reach his lips. He is beautiful, reminds her of the Roman busts that she collected and sold in this very room decades ago. He trails off, waits expectantly. My grandsire, she says stiffly. View my Tags page. Powered by LiveJournal.com.
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
Background - Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/521.html
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. Oct 18th, 2007 at 11:16 AM. I'm creating a new character for Requiem, a Mekhet Invictus at the behest of various and sundry cam-friends who convinced me that I ought to play with them more. Can you blame me if I didn't believe them? Oh, I knew that something happened - it was obvious. But to lose so much of yourself to madness simply because you slept? I know differently now. Do I trust him? I remember my Sire, perhaps in greater detail than anything or anyo...
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
[Drabble] Strangers - Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/811.html
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. Dec 13th, 2007 at 10:30 AM. When they are introduced, Gia drops a short curtsy, the sort she was taught when she was a girl. The tall man looks down on her with amused eyes, an expression that doesn’t quite reach his lips. He is beautiful, reminds her of the Roman busts that she collected and sold in this very room decades ago. He trails off, waits expectantly. My grandsire, she says stiffly. 1 comment Leave a comment. Jan 2nd, 2008 02:12 pm (UTC).
scriverenovelle.livejournal.com
March 12th, 2010 - Scrivere Novelle
http://scriverenovelle.livejournal.com/2010/03/12
The Beautiful Writings of the Beautifully Mad. March 12th, 2010. Mar 12th, 2010 at 11:30 AM. Isaiah, as is his habit, wakes before I do. When I rise, he is already at the window of the room which has been our shelter for the day, the tiny hole in the stone wall, covered by thick cowhide. We need to leave," he had said the morning before, seeing the room when the sun was already on the horizon. "It's unsafe.". He only pursed his lips as we covered the window together, blocked the door, and settled in.
SOCIAL ENGAGEMENT