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It's raining again.

It's raining again Death.

The hollow, dry, unfeeling rain. It falls though me and shatters my heart, brings me back to you... Why, you will not let go of me. I am unable to rest, your hate, twisted wanting and love chains me here. The poppies weep, and their blood lends no comfort to the ground. And so my presence, you claim will help you, for the poppies lend no comfort to those whose tears fall upon their petals in rememberance of the dark past.

Even blood drys.
Even hate subsides.
Even love, lingers.
Ever my forgiveness, dwells.

Oh, will you not, set me free?

Death is crying...... for me?
Weeping death, Crying Death, my maker. Towering sorrow, is your name. Lingering darkness. Thundering hooves. I will put poppies on thy grave.

Listen to my voice, listen to me.
I am here, I am here.

Lifeless

(Death warning, this explains a bit about Skinner's story, on Bones' part. Skinner is not my character.)

The brick streets of London clacked under my boots. I, dressed completely in black did not exactly stand out in the crowd, each and every one, mothers and fathers of whores or those who wanted some entertainment. I saw Steven's red face among the crowd. The wind whipped across the ground, catching powdery snow as it went. Gray was the sky, and cold was the day when the noose was fitted around the Captain's head. A bag covered her face-- filled with sorrow not so much for her own death but for capital punishment by the hands of those she hated most. The government.


The wooden handle was smooth on my gloved hand. My face hidden beneath a black shroud, it took me a moment to pull the sweet trigger. The hot, round bullet melted falling snow in mid air. A bubble of people clearing away from me, I lingered enough to see.... the scarlet, dripping circle that showed me my aim was true, and that the life of Captain Skinner, had come to an end. Within my soul I screamed hate, sorrow and all ungodly things into the cold air, but I was silent and stiff. The crowd gasped, screamed and then cheered as the lifeless body of Skinner dropped to the length of the rope and dangled there unmoving and silent.

I slipped out of sight, weaving my way through the medium sized-crowd a moment before it was too late to consider escape at the hands of the authorities.

Image cutting out/resizing/wallpaper help and reward

Hey guys,

Need a little help with cutting out three images, and overlapping them to make a decent wallpaper.
If anyone can help me with this, I would be very grateful.

The three images are these:

Ghost of Christmas Past

Ghost of Christmas Present

Ghost of Christmas Future

In order from left to right. I would like these images cut out and re-sized so they are equal in height. Christmas Present may be a little short. I would like them slightly over-lapping eachother, and a dark/misty background. If it's possible to make it around standard wall-paper size that would help a great deal.

If you cut them all off at the knees, you can make them a bit opaque in shade, like they're actually spirits.

If it comes out to my satisfaction, I can give you $8 in Paypal, as a reward.

Thanks!

Now that We all Are Aware of it. Here's a Final Message.



There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas

The trouble with the maples
(And they're quite convinced they're right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can't help their feelings
If they like the way they're made
And they wonder why the maples
Can't be happy in their shade

There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream 'Oppression!'
And the oaks just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
'The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light'
Now there's no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe and saw












A First of Many

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November the 22nd


It was getting late. Bones looked over her shoulder at the piles of paper on a table lurking in a dark far corner of the room. Information, scribbled notes, leads, connections, phone numbers they were all there. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.
I'm getting too old for this shit. Just a few years ago I could track down a lost cat without a collar in New York City. she sighed again and took a long sip of wine. Nothing had given her any trail of Masque's lost kid. Des Rameux. This was the last day she had given herself. A week of research as always, and then she'd be "booking flights". Brooklyn was where all the clues were leading her, Masque told her the same... Suspiciously she glanced up at the pale calendar roughly nailed to the wall. November the 22nd. It would be a miracle if she could find this kid in time for Thanksgiving...

Des Rameux...
Des Rameux...

She ripped the phone from the wall, with a melody of numbers following soon after.
"Masque, I need to know everything." a mumbled and irritated reply came seconds later.
"Shit Bones, it's 2 in the goddamned morning, what the hell could you possibly want?"
Bones tapped a pencil on the desk and bit her lip.
"Is there anything you've left out about what you know about your kid?"
"No, I told you everyting." Pause. "Look, babe I never asked you to do this."
"Shut up. Are you positive there's nothing else I should know?"
"No." the stern reply came and with it Bones hung up.

She swept the papers up from the desk and stuffed them in a leather suitcase, various corners and pieces stuck out on all sides. "No time like the present." she mumbled to herself as she swept her coat onto her shoulders and set out on her search for Des Rameux.


Early November 23rd


[i]I slept on the train ride to New York, walked the familiar streets as an x-resident. How long it had been?...

Secret Santa Information 2009 Wishlist

HELLO SECRET SANTA.

So, here are a few things that I hope will help you out on your way to finding a gift!

I'm not very picky, but I really like anything unusual.
Or old, like an old pocketwatch from an antique store.
An old smoking pipe.
I love anything strange, if you have a cleaned small skull of anything...
A leather-bound journal or a calligraphy pen.
Any small or large clear glass bottles?
Im your woman for anything OLD AND STRANGE.

I'm into Japanese traditions, not modern stuff like Anime, but old things. Like a Japanese coin or a talisman...

Anything with Meditation or Buddhisim, I am studying them both and would enjoy anything that has to do with either!

I love candles! Mostly regular beeswax, or bayberry.
Have any crystals or interesting rocks?

I collect anything that has to do with angels! I am an angel FREAK. Any books or figurines on them?

Have any books you enjoyed reading as a kid, or now?

Anything Celtic Irish or Scottish that doesn't have to do with beer. An Instrumental CD of Celtic music would work perfectly! Any Loreena Mckennitt CD that isn't The Book of Secrets or Live in Toronto.

Anything Lord of the Rings other than the movies, I'm a huge fan!! Maybe a How to Read Elfish book? Do they exist? Haha!

I love Moonstones! Be it a nugget of clear moonstone, or a small bead!

Any quality gift that is unique!

Each of the things I've listed have their economic range, from extremely expencive to quite cheap. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do not spend more than you can on these/this gift! I enjoy quality, but if the quality item is too much to buy, DON'T BUY IT.
I enjoy antiques but I know they are PRICEY.
I shop mostly where I know I will find a quality item for a fair price!
Good Luck and Merry Christmas!

Bleeding Heart Part I

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An account of a plot following and based upon events in the forest in which Mystress and Azazel meet.
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In a flash, everything I'd ever known was threatened. Everyone I'd ever loved, cared for, revered-- was under attack by the mere presence of one.

"I---I know you're here....." My voice rang out into the chilled autumn air. My rough fur was lifted up with a strong icy gust of air that shifted nothing other than my confidence. It told me, he was here.
"Oh do you my sweet peach?" His voice rumbled the dead leaves my brittle hooves stood upon. I felt my throat tighten, I must stay strong.
"Y-Yes.... I-I can't see you... But you are... here..." What is this? Is this my voice? Trembling from evil? Evil... itself?
"Yes...yes I am. You do not see me? Oh what a delight!" His voice mocked the apparent fear in my own. My heart thumped faster in this vessel of a body. It was then, I felt my legs tremble beneath me, I realized every second this puppet of my un-natural body was crumbling, I could feel my energy drain.
"I-- can sense you... evil like you should not be here..... here....." my voice began to feel so small, I was beginning to feel powerless, as if all hope had been lost. Everything i stood for was beginning to be placed in a dusty shelf int he corner of my mind. Not even a shadow secured his physical presence to me, but I could feel him. Looming over me.

"Should not could not, what little point that makes. I am here my darling, my dear...And I have no intention of leaving. Not when there are such tasty treats as you about!" A change of pressure in the air, began to make me feel dizzy, and my eyelids began to shut on me. My vision became a tunnel of darkness, and it was then my legs began to fold under me. I had not the strength to stableize my own body now. I could feel him pressing.

The Lightbringer Code/Poem



.Forgive the bumps!
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Let me be,
In every way,
Giving and respectful.
Honorable and
Tolorant; to
Be a soldier for Right
Right what is Wrong.
Inscribe the Light upon faces of Stone.
Never will my peace fail me.
Great and just are
Ever those who bear the light, and
Righteousness shall be thy name.

~Celticmystress

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Just a little something I came up with for the Honorable Lightbringers. Lightbringers, feel free to use! <3 <3

Calling EVERYONE! Logo Contest!

This contest is now open to everyone! Get your ideas in and we'll have all the entries around November 30th!!
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Here's the deal, the Lighbringers need a logo or a symbol to represent them. This logo will appear on future Lightbringer Apparrel and items, a symbol that will let both the Forest, and the outside world know what we stand for!
I need help from all of you out there! Three things!

~A Symbol
~A Motto
~A background design

I'm planning on ordering a bunch of custom embroidered patches for the Lightbringers that will be available to purchase for a small price. I want now want all of you guys to help me design this patch! After all the entries and ideas are in at the end of this month, the winners of each of the three categories will be chosen. (The way the winners will be decided is still undecided)

THERE CAN ONLY BE THREE WINNERS!

The winner of the SYMBOL entries
The winner of the MOTTO entries
The winner of the BACKGROUND entries

Each of these winners will win a free Lightbringer embroidered patch!!



SYMBOLS
The symbol is usually the centerpeice for a logo. It could be an item, an animal or anything! I would like this symbol to mean something to all of us, and this is where I need your help!
I have three default symbols to begin with:

~A Lit Candle

~A Flaming Oak Leaf

~The North Star (Kaoori)

~Oak Leaf with Gold Star on it (Seed)

~Deer with Light as Heart (Liight)

Any ideas?

MOTTOS

~"In caliginem, nos ferimus lux"
Literally: "Into the darkness, we bring light."
"In caliginem, nos ferimus luca"
Literally: "Into the darkness, we bring lights." (Seed)

~"The Light in our Hearts, Shines Brighter in the Dark." (Liight)


At the bottom of our Logo, I would like a motto! Something short, simple and to the point. Any ideas?

BACKGROUNDS

~Blue/Gray (Seed)

~Black (Liight)

Saint Jizo (Bio)

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