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Rambles on a rainy day.
Read more: Rambles on a rainy day.It doesn’t feel like December. Misty rain, here and then gone, seems to cover everything in a somber haze that’s quite appropriate for a grey day like today. Where is the snow? The red cheeks and the hot cocoa? The fingers held to the fire as Christmas music plays and your family laughs in the…
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Untamed unicorn.
Read more: Untamed unicorn.You heard tell of the wild and mythical mare, with the spiraling opal horn and emerald eyes. The unicorn that no man could tame. The legend that every night she turned into a woman, with nacreous skin and gemstone irises. They thought to bring her to her knees and make her submit. They knew little…
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Kisses in the garden
Read more: Kisses in the gardenOur time is over, my dear. It’s long past. But in my dreams I am on the stairs, studying a grand ballroom. I watch the men and women twirl and laugh, how the women sip lemonade and move their fans demurely to cover how their faces flush with desire, how the men smirk and… hunger.…
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I don’t want a love in grottos and hollows
Read more: I don’t want a love in grottos and hollowsI don’t want a love like Romeo and Juliet, a crash and burn of angst and loss, love at first sight taken, no sooner discarded when another goddess descends to earth on golden slippers and silk trappings. Poisons and pain. No, darling, I’ve never asked for that. I don’t want the love of two wyverns…
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A Little Intro!
Read more: A Little Intro!My name is Elisabeth, and I’ve been telling stories my whole life. I love to make people laugh, or to cry. I love to watch their eyes go soft with dreams as I continue to spin them into my tales. Before I encountered love, I yearned for it. I wrote about handsome princes and unicorns,…
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What the World Sees vs. Who I Am…
Read more: What the World Sees vs. Who I Am…What the world sees versus who I am are different things. And let me tell you – I’ve been a muse, and a faerie, and a goddamn goddess on a sandcastle pedestal (waves of reality and reaction washed it away). I’m none of those. And all of those. And more than you think. You see…
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