... The Ravenlord turned his burning eye on John, and replied, *Hide, yes ... Mind and spirit are hidden further ... Or so it would seem ...* Upstairs, two...
... _____________________________________________________________________ John stood and streatched. "Well my friend; wherever he is it is not here." Sitting...
... The Ravenlord mirrored John's smile as he replied, *I will show you where I left him last ...* He turned to Rhiobhan and asked, *Would you like to...
... Rhio stood up, stretched in a way that made several of the males in the room think of a large predatory cat, and smiled. "Of course my love!" Then she...
To the sound of the ensuing rumble, the Ravenlord muttered: *I do not envy it ... Shall we proceed to the angel's study?* The Ravenlord moved off. John arched...
Previously, on "Jennifer Vanishes"... "It happened that there were some young folk, not yet adults, no longer children. As is the way of these younglings, they...
"AHOY ARCADIA! Permission to land." One of the rowboats was approaching the dock. A surprised murmur rose from the crowd. "Permission granted!" Bellowed Sam. A...
"Hello, Spy." Came a voice. But, at first, Zophiel did not hear it. The half-fallen angel had lost himself in the armor of thought for thought's sake. The ...
It had been so quiet in The Goth House for the past year. The day went virtually unnoticed, but not by all. Cassandra, Sebastian, Anpu and Alice gathered in...
... The Ravenlord halted his movement up the stairs and cocked his head to the side. *Do you hear that?* he asked John, who had been following the Nightmare to...
... I nodded my head slowly and opened a small, wooden cabinet sitting atop the backbar. Inside the cabinet was a ruby decanter. "The last, you say? Then...
"How is it our 'benefactor' is knowin' so much about the details of this place?" Sam asked, "No one who arrives ever wants to leave. The only way people leave...
... The Ravenlord accepted the black orchid from Winter. He looked deeply into the drink that swirled within the living goblet. It did this on its own, for...
... I hesitated for a moment. Aye, indeed I had always believed that I was nothing more than someone else's dream. Years ago I had stumbled into Arcadia from...
... "I'm afraid ... A cool hand reached out and laid itself lightly on the barkeep's. Chance had been sitting nearby, her conversation with Samantha long over....
Screaming. Not just one, but a multi-toned eldritch banshee howl of grief and despair rends the stories into pieces and dissolves them in a wash of pain. Rhio...
... "I'm afraid ... A cool hand reached out and laid itself lightly on the barkeep's. Chance had been sitting nearby, her conversation with Samantha long over....
... Chance's eyes twinkled, but she responded somberly enough: "I have Traveled far less pleasant places than this House, and seen, and been, Things that few...
... off the train and vanish into some sort of limbo? Chance would probably be protected by her power or skill or curse or whatever you want to call it." ... ...
Leaving Winter and Chance to ponder the onset of a new adventure, the Ravenlord drifted over to the large fireplace. The hearth was cold and dark. He lifted...
"Of course" Chance replies with twinkling eyes, and begins lighting a candleabra helpfully lowered by one of the shades, while Winter lights the candles...
... I'd been lost in a deep reverie for a good while and the Ravenlord's request jarred me out. I shook my head and took notice of my surroundings again, ...
... Rhio smiled and snapped her fingers. Rowan bounded out of the wall and started bouncing around the bar, barking and licking everyone. Rhio followed along...
... At one point she turned back to the RavenLord, touched his ... Smiling back, the Ravenlord took Rhiobhan's hand and kissed it. *And to you, beloved ...* he...
Rarely… Angels do sleep. And when they do, it can be for quite a long time. There are those who say, particularly now, that it was for this reason that The ...
... Rarely. Does the innkeeper of Arcadia sleep. But I was catching a few winks in my little room in the attic of The House when I felt a stirring in the air....
... The name echoed to the angel from the darkened corners of the Cloister, and with each reflection back on Zophiel, it darkened more. The sound of his voice...
The lord of Nightmare emerged from the silent Cloister, his passing shadow barely a whisper through the heavy curtain that hid the entrance. The Ravenlord...
Off Topic://Goody, I've missed people. And I have time now, as I've still got a few months before I have to seriously get down to the business of embalming and...
