Journal Entry May 8th
I found the Shadow Prince tonight. Unfortunately I could not tear him from my sister’s side. He was like a moth to the bright flame that is my sister’s unique personality and spirit. I will have to track him down tomorrow night, and find Poncho too. My plans must not be delayed much longer, my Gabriel will be home soon, and if he finds out what dangers I put myself in he will try to stop me. The Righteous are all in an uproar because of the slayings of 5 Angels last night. Jon, one of our strongest officers, is adamant about hunting down and seeking justice from the murdering fiend who not only killed so many with out remorse, but betrayed us. I find it extremely ironic that we worry about seeking justice for the slain, yet we can not exterminate the vermin before they infect our city with the plague of despair and pain that their actions bring. I will use this though. I will use it to help cast a shadow of discretion on my own plans.
Your Will Goddess.
So Mote it be
May 9, 2008
May 8, 2008
Journal Entry May 7th
I dinna go to Toxian tonight. The lure was incredible but instead I choose to spend time with a girl that has grown into another sister for me. GG. Wonderful, kind, loyal, fun loving lady who is one of the spots of light in the dark place Toxian has become. We both choose to live away from the city, her with another friend, and me with my angel man. He does not like me going to Tox, knowing how unsafe it can be. I haven’t told him about the events unfolding that is enveloping us in a web of danger and intrigue. I will use this time that he is away dealing with business to ensure my plans fall into place. But last night GG and I were dancing, the rhythmic swaying of our bodies luring the worries of the last few days to the furthest reaches of my mind. I almost was able to forget what I know has yet to be done until later that night, as I lay in my Gabriel’s bed, wishing his arms were holding me, and I heard a knock on the door. It was Vish and she was on her way to Toxian. Jon had called her, and no surprise that the city had not taken a night off as I had. She rushed off into the night answering Jon’s request for a meeting, leaving me wondering what effect tonight’s events would have on my own plots.
Your Will Goddess.
So Mote it be
I dinna go to Toxian tonight. The lure was incredible but instead I choose to spend time with a girl that has grown into another sister for me. GG. Wonderful, kind, loyal, fun loving lady who is one of the spots of light in the dark place Toxian has become. We both choose to live away from the city, her with another friend, and me with my angel man. He does not like me going to Tox, knowing how unsafe it can be. I haven’t told him about the events unfolding that is enveloping us in a web of danger and intrigue. I will use this time that he is away dealing with business to ensure my plans fall into place. But last night GG and I were dancing, the rhythmic swaying of our bodies luring the worries of the last few days to the furthest reaches of my mind. I almost was able to forget what I know has yet to be done until later that night, as I lay in my Gabriel’s bed, wishing his arms were holding me, and I heard a knock on the door. It was Vish and she was on her way to Toxian. Jon had called her, and no surprise that the city had not taken a night off as I had. She rushed off into the night answering Jon’s request for a meeting, leaving me wondering what effect tonight’s events would have on my own plots.
Your Will Goddess.
So Mote it be
May 7, 2008
Journal Entry May 6th
It was quiet tonight. V had to explain herself to Jon tonight, about the drama that had played out the night before. I admit to eavesdropping on their conversation. I wanted to know if there was any consequences to last night’s drama, yet couldn’t bring myself to step into the light. I am like a ghost in the city, neither a citizen nor a stranger. V wanted me to put my pin back on. The one I tore from my breast during the terrible events of last night. Righteous. Guardians. How can I claim that title when I am unable to protect my own sister? For now I will draw my cloak of anonymity tight across myself, it will serve me well while I seek to tweak destiny.
Your Will Goddess.
So Mote it be
It was quiet tonight. V had to explain herself to Jon tonight, about the drama that had played out the night before. I admit to eavesdropping on their conversation. I wanted to know if there was any consequences to last night’s drama, yet couldn’t bring myself to step into the light. I am like a ghost in the city, neither a citizen nor a stranger. V wanted me to put my pin back on. The one I tore from my breast during the terrible events of last night. Righteous. Guardians. How can I claim that title when I am unable to protect my own sister? For now I will draw my cloak of anonymity tight across myself, it will serve me well while I seek to tweak destiny.
Your Will Goddess.
So Mote it be
Journal Entry May 5th
So I went back home to Toxian today. Weird to see myself word it like that. I really don’t have a home, not of my own anyways. I have people that I consider touchstones that give me an illusion of being home but I haven’t really felt I was home since Momma and Poppa died, yet still for a brief moment I at least regain that illusion, that feeling of being cradled in a blanket of warmth and safety when I see my angel man Gabriel, or hug my sister Vishous.
Vishous. Vishy. V. She is my sister, my best friend, the only family I have left now with Wicked and CJ so far away. Yet last night I almost lost her also. Stupid! So flipping stupid. Two vamps trying to get a meal and they picked my little sister. She resisted of course, trying once again to step between me and danger. She feels the cloak of the guardian upon her shoulders and nothing I say or do will deter her from her vows. But the vampires, they were older, more experienced and managed to overtake her. I was useless. I tried. Oh lord I tried. I sometimes wished I were more like my sister, more able to grasp the blade and walk the path of the warrior. If I had been able to do that maybe I would have been able to save Vish. Save Momma and Poppa. Save myself. But I just lay there on the dirt, my lifeblood slipping into the ground, and once again watched someone I love taken from me. Shadows and Righteous both battled to save her, and 5 warriors were wounded. I managed to stumble to her side, try to imbue her with as much of my own powers as I could, but my efforts were like a child battering at a giant. I am not sure what will happen next, but I must make changes in the pattern that is being woven now. I feel a sense of doom, an ill wind in the air. Vows were taken and I must make sure that fate’s scissors clip the right life string when all is said and done. I won’t allow it to be my sister’s. I must make sure that certain pieces of this chess game are moved to new places on the board, and ensure my sister’s safety. I must find Poncho and the Shadow Prince.
Your Will Goddess
So Mote it be.
So I went back home to Toxian today. Weird to see myself word it like that. I really don’t have a home, not of my own anyways. I have people that I consider touchstones that give me an illusion of being home but I haven’t really felt I was home since Momma and Poppa died, yet still for a brief moment I at least regain that illusion, that feeling of being cradled in a blanket of warmth and safety when I see my angel man Gabriel, or hug my sister Vishous.
Vishous. Vishy. V. She is my sister, my best friend, the only family I have left now with Wicked and CJ so far away. Yet last night I almost lost her also. Stupid! So flipping stupid. Two vamps trying to get a meal and they picked my little sister. She resisted of course, trying once again to step between me and danger. She feels the cloak of the guardian upon her shoulders and nothing I say or do will deter her from her vows. But the vampires, they were older, more experienced and managed to overtake her. I was useless. I tried. Oh lord I tried. I sometimes wished I were more like my sister, more able to grasp the blade and walk the path of the warrior. If I had been able to do that maybe I would have been able to save Vish. Save Momma and Poppa. Save myself. But I just lay there on the dirt, my lifeblood slipping into the ground, and once again watched someone I love taken from me. Shadows and Righteous both battled to save her, and 5 warriors were wounded. I managed to stumble to her side, try to imbue her with as much of my own powers as I could, but my efforts were like a child battering at a giant. I am not sure what will happen next, but I must make changes in the pattern that is being woven now. I feel a sense of doom, an ill wind in the air. Vows were taken and I must make sure that fate’s scissors clip the right life string when all is said and done. I won’t allow it to be my sister’s. I must make sure that certain pieces of this chess game are moved to new places on the board, and ensure my sister’s safety. I must find Poncho and the Shadow Prince.
Your Will Goddess
So Mote it be.
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