Amelie Zagurian

How long had she slept fully clothed and draped across her bed in the most awkward of positions? She couldn’t remember, unfortunately she couldn’t say the same for the sting she felt, she remembered all too

There’s something to be said for the soothing power of rain, it was an odd thought to have but one the resonated deeply within her as she sat curled up in the window watching the pitter patter of raindrops

(Soooo I was beginning to think my profile was a bit too cluttered with the information from both my characters lives sitting on it. To that end anyone wishing to know what happened in lifetime ten can read it

(Before you read on, the player would like you to note this Blog begins a new chapter in the existence of my oldest living character. The death she remembers vividly in her dreams is her own. The imfamous assassin

Wisps of an inky blackness fell, shrouding the quiet, deserted looking house in a sensation of death, of darkness so absolute that those hiding within trembled with terror. What must they think right now, when

It was the dead of the night, nothing and nobody stirred, unless you counted me as I tossed and turned in a fit of restless sleep. My dream self had taken a trip down memory lane again and once more to that same

The telltale burst of wind that filled the office had Hector looking up from his desk, the forty-six year old had stayed late to finish his paperwork, of which he had considerably less than the other occupant of

It wasn’t very often I found myself sitting where I sat in this very moment, my feet dangling down over the ledge as water cascaded down from above me and my eyes stared out at seemingly nothing, here was one of

(Please note, this blog is narrated by a side character and explains the origin of my character’s original incarnation, there are some themes of dark magic included, you have been warned.)

The night was calm and

Sunlight filtered through the open window casting a glow throughout my room, I groaned softly and rolled over, pulling the duvet cover over my head to block the light out, I could hear the sounds of my family

Wandering, idly wandering had become my daily pass-time, I’d walk for miles through the forests surrounding my brothers home, sometimes just to stretch my legs but other times I’d pick a spot and and settle down

“What’s happening to me?” I didn’t spare a greeting as I walked right into the man’s house, pocketing the spare set of keys he’d given me weeks ago after I’d just gone ahead and let myself in, to give him credit

Sanity…such a strange concept to think of when you were losing it but alas that was all I could seem to do, my life was coming apart at the seams, I seemed to feel like I could trust myself around nobody, like

It had been awhile since James and I had stopped talking things over while he’d attempted to bring me out of my bad mood, sometime later I’d actually drifted to sleep curled up within his lap, anger always tired

Sticking to the shadows and creeping through the darker pretty much deserted streets, barely making a sound I stalked my prey, two maybe three of them I wasn’t certain, they’d been smart enough to split up, but

Love….love is a very strange emotion, it drives you to do the strangest of things, at least that’s what I’m currently thinking about as I sit here watching Lillian fall to pieces in my arms, a look of shocked