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Dec. 27th, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

She Did Not Care

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

Minna walked away from Aelerion, over the water and into the nearest bar in Booty Bay. She looked at the bar and her surroundings and she just… couldn’t. Her feelings were reeling, she actually felt nauseas. How is that even possible? she wondered, I’m undead.

She pulled her hearthstone out of a pouch on her belt and activated it, the cloud of green smoke swirled around her and transported her to her room at the inn in Undercity. She promptly dropped the stone and screamed, the very force of it rattled the walls, loosing some dust into the air from the cracks in the wood paneling. She turned and pulled her swords, plunging them into the floor.

Then she flipped the only table in the room, sending the chairs askew and the deck of cards that was on top of it, previously splayed out in a game of poker, flying through the air around her. The room became a disheveled mess in a matter of seconds.Read the rest of this entry »Collapse )

Dec. 13th, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

Research

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

The library was usually a pleasant place for her, with it’s tall ceilings and plenty of light from the floor-to-ceiling windows, surrounded by the comforting hug of bookshelves brimming with old tomes and the musty smell of their pages. But today Lilith sat at the large table in the middle of the room with a single, worn book held in her hands, and she stared at it as one would a ghost—a ghost made of malice and dark secrets. Her favorite surroundings did little to comfort her against the foreboding feeling she had in the pit of her stomach.

The book was the first volume of the journals of Rylantros Ravenglory, her beloved Luthor’s father. She had been warned of the journal’s contents by both of Rylantros’s sons and knew full well to expect the worst from it’s pages, and yet she hesitated. Will I regret this? she wondered, biting her lip, her eyes fixed on the dark, leather-bound cover. Will it change things?

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Oct. 1st, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

Hangover

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

5th of June, Year 40

((the writing is messier than usual))

My head feels like it did when I woke up from the coma—heavy like a sack of ore and painful to lift. I could barely make the tea Lore left for me. But I did manage to drink all of it. Now I’m laying against the pillows propped against my headboard and waiting. It hasn’t kicked in yet, if it will at all.

What on Azeroth did I drink last night? I scarely remember a thing. Something about Tycho? I think Kass made the drinks.

Oh, Light. Remind me to stick to wine and only a glass or two.

I feel sick.

Sep. 25th, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

Being Vulnerable

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

4th of June, Year 40

I invited Kassogtha to have lunch with me today at the Legerdemain. I decided to bite the bullet and tell her the news, so I made myself prepared for any reaction she may have. As expected, she had a smug look when I told her that Luthor said he loved me. She’s suspected this since I told her about the letter.

But then she spit her wine clean out of her mouth in shock when I said he’d asked me to move in. And that I said yes.

That, she wasn’t expecting.

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Sep. 15th, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

Three Little Words

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

1st of June, Year 40

Last night I stopped by the manor to give Luthor a present. I finally finished the robes I’ve been working on for him and felt compelled to give them to him right away. It was late, but I figured he wouldn’t mind and of course he didn’t. In fact, he was glad I stopped by.

He loved the gift. I was right, the pattern is perfect for him. The black compliments his hair and the white offset his skin radiantly. He looked stunning in every sense of the word.

I hadn’t planned to spend the night but Luthor persuaded me—with his touch and his gaze as well as his words. He asked me to stay the night, and I obliged. Every time we make love it feels sweeter, and I feel all the more close to him. And, additionally, the more I realize how far down this rabbit hole I’ve fallen.

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Aug. 31st, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

Betrayal

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

((This was from a writing prompt on my guild’s forums back in July that I totally forgot to cross-post here. Enjoy!))

The red-haired priestess sat at a table in the Cantrips & Crows bar area, a mug of something hot cradled between her small hands and her face hidden mostly by the curtain of her curls which frame her downturned head. She wondered why she’d been asked here, as the letter hadn’t said. It just simply read: “Meet me at the Cantrips & Crows tonight, we need to talk. -Haldrat.”

She twirled the mug around slowly while she waited for the death knight, savoring the warmth from the cider it contained while her mind raced with thoughts. How could Olantunji, one of her best friends, not have known they were dating? And how could Haldrat have gotten drunk enough to have slept with her? He knew they were good friends. He had to have known she’d find out.

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Aug. 30th, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

On Relationships and the Future

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

29th of May, Year 40

I met Kassogtha in the Purple Parlor today, to apologize for what had transpired between us the night of her shadow blights. I hadn’t meant to be rude or condescending, and I told her thus. She seemed to not mind, telling me no apology was needed. I’m glad she didn’t take offense.

After that I ordered us some wine and we got to talking about—what else?—my relationships. She inquired about my night with Luthor and how it had gone, even going so far as to say that a man like him intrigues even a girl like her. (Which was shocking for me to hear.) She seemed genuinely happy for me, though.

I also told her about the letter. She was surprised, as I had been when I found it. I recited a few choice sentences from it to her. (Yes, I have committed it to memory as I have reread it so many times. How could I not?) Kass’s only response after was “I feel that L word looming. He is thinking it even if he isn’t saying it.” I trust her judgement, for the most part, and I have written before that I share this same suspicion. I told her as much, and how I feel… and how it all seems to be happening so fast and so soon. What happened to taking it slow?

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Aug. 27th, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

Denial

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

It was a night much like any other, but for some reason Lilitharien could not bring herself to concentrate on her studies. The young acolyte’s mind swam with thoughts—about her upcoming tests to become a Priestess, about the orphanage, about her fortunes of which she had so little. She had been lucky, though, that she had a bright mind and a natural skill with the Light. That is what brought her here, to the Academy of Silvermoon, on scholarship. She would have otherwise never been able to afford the higher learning it offered, never been able quench her thirst for knowledge that her curious mind so required.

She was much the studious loner and didn’t fit in with the crowd at the academy anyway, being an orphan and having no money. Thus she had little by the way of friendship, so when her inability to focus proved unrelenting she usually retreated to less educational books. But, no. This evening she couldn’t even read leisurely. She sat cross-legged on her bed and stared at her book, her eyes refusing to focus on the printed words. She sighed and snapped it shut with a single hand before tossing it towards the end of her bed. She laid back, her head hitting the pillow with a soft thud, and closed her eyes a moment. The image of her boyfriend, Aremar, loomed in her subconscious. He had an easy smile, shining silver hair and a piercing laugh which always seemed to echo in her ears.

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Jun. 23rd, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

She Came In Through the Window

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

27th of May, Year 40

A rogue surprised me in my room at the Legerdemain today. Her name is Lorelli and she had a nasty knife wound. I’m not exactly sure from where but the gist I got was that it had something to do with her previous employer. Salotte, the orc woman who had helped me in Verdaa when he had a seizure in the guild hall, referred Lore to me for healing. So she visited… by coming in through the window. Not conventional by any means, but as she explained to me her situation the shock of it wore off. She was also rather flirtatious with me, but that sobered off when she learned that I am seeing someone.

The blade that cut her was poisoned and the poison was preventing the blood from clotting. I had her lie down and I used a spell to draw the poison out. It didn’t take long, but I could tell by her wincing that it was painful. Afterwards I cleansed the wound with holy water and wrapped her in bandages. She’s now asleep on my bed as I write this.

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Jun. 21st, 2012

Lilith by Zombie Cat

The Letter

Originally published at Fire at Dawn. You can comment here or there.

22nd of May, Year 40

Today I found a letter tucked into the book I was reading. It’s from Luthor, written in his own hand and placed precisely where he knew I would find it. The letter speaks of his feelings for me, the things he wishes me to know but cannot find the courage to say. How he desires to truly know me, how I have brightened his life with my presence. How he will do everything he can to keep me, and to keep his past from hurting me. He asked for my forgiveness for dragging me into the “mess” that is his life. And he said he thought he would die before he met me.

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