To AshesTo Ashes
Bang. Bang. I hear them now, the sound of guns. Bang. Bang. Screaming too, it's
I scream as mother hurries me into the secret room, I can see her crying and
know I am crying too. It is chaos, but you have probably never seen chaos as I know it, running, screaming people out on the street below. Father doesn't&
Exotica Bahiti GahijiName: Exotica Bahiti Gahiji (The White Queen)(Nur misur) ((Light of Egypt))
Age: Rather not say
Race: Egyptian Vampire
Mate: None yet
Mother: Bastet Ebonee Bahiti (Sitt hakim) ((Lady doctor))
Father: Amenophis Anubis Gahiji (Abu Shita'im) ((Father of curses))
Sisters: Nefertiti Nefret Gahiji,Hatshepsut Isis Gahiji
Brothers: Sethos Horemheb Gahiji,Kaphiri Lisimba Gahiji,Lukman Nebertcher Gahiji
Description: Slender, strong, dark, genteel. Exotica has long white hair that falls down her back a few inches above her butt with short bangs that show a gold band with a dark sapphire on it that if longer would reach between her eyes and extremely thin eyebrows,beautiful,consoling,gentle,and alluring green eyes and dark beautiful Egyptian skin,she wears gold bands around her neck as part of her royal necklace,on her left wrist three thick bangles of gold,on her right only two thick bangles of gold and a bracelet of gold with gold bells on it that make no sound unless hitting agai
Unspoken The pure snow white shoulder-length hair on the mans head shone as he spun around with narrowed green eyes to face the black haired youth that he was currently furious with but the moment his green orbs met the hurt innocence in the ice-blue orbs he loved so much, though secretly, he simply let out his breath in a sigh and said calmly.
"I suppose you're right."
"Don't worry about that, we're both wrong."
God he hated it when he did that, Alan had softened his voice and gave him a slightly nervous but very gentle smile, oh how he loved those smiles of his, it was getting worse everyday, but he managed a tight smile and to shake Allan's hand gently before he left.
"It's driving me mad!" Ulrich exclaimed "He's beautiful, his black hair with that curious blue sheen, his smile, that laugh, even his falsely blue eyes, the way he pouts when he wants something from me, so innocent, he doesn't realize what he's doing to me, it's torture of the worst kind, just
Description Pan is six inches tall and twenty-seven inches long with mottled green-gold scales and dark blue spines along his back, his eyes are like polished obsidian.
History Pan spent most of his life alone wandering from placce to place until on one of his wanderings a great red bird swooped down out of a clear sky and snatched him up in its beak, Pan's indignant cry of "you over-sized pigeon, put me down!" shocked the bird and caused it to crash, rather painfully, into a tree and when Pan got down he found a young girl unconcious on the ground under the tree with broken twigs in her hair, Pan bit her nose. The girls eyes snapped open and Pan instantly said "were you that bird that tried to eat me!" it was more a demand than a question "I-I'm a phoenix" was her innocent and confused reply "what are
Pheonix Star ArimaName Star Arima (title; Phoenix)
Mother Arima sky
Father Sebastion Rae
Sister(s) Serafina Arima, Kana Arima
Brother(s) Fox Arima
Description Star looks like a child with large re-gold eyes and pin-strait hair that is candy apple red, her skin is like airbrushed porclein with hardly any color to it, her figure is lean and trim and in a phoenix's years she is still a child. (Phoenix's can live up to 1000 years and do not reach full maturity (or 'appropriate' breeding age) until they are 300 years of age)
History Heliopolis, the place of her birth, was too quiet for Star though her parents were content with simple and serene life was a wonder to Star and even her siblings seemed to be happy but Star had left the place as soon as she came of age, to find some excitement and maybe have a great adventure. Star had an adventure her third day away from the city meeting a tiny
Author Unknown prolog She was long and beautiful, her red hair was short and pin strait, he didn't know her name only that she was beyond out of his league and severely unapproachable, but he was going to talk to her. The way she sat, leaned back against the guardrail of the bleachers, watching the closer set of players as the ball was vollied back and forth only smiling when the ball was dropped and had to be reserved.
Vin said softly to himself glancing at the girl every few minutes to see if she had moved and after he had walked three laps round the gym she. Now she lay across the top bleacher on her belly her head on her arms her eyes still following the game closely.
"My lady gives me my opening"
He said to himself his voice triumphant but no smile was on his lips when he reached her end of the bleachers and climbed up laying down on his back his fingers knit together under his head one bleacher down from the girl simply staring at the ceiling with interest.
And thenOnce there was a girl, her eyes were blue, her hair was long, she was born in Baton rouge when she was four her brother was born they fought when they were older, like all children do, and again, as all children do, they fell in love, he with a boy that suited him well and she with a man who caught her in his spell, she was charmed and he kept her mesmerized and called her his wife, but he was a whore, unsatisfied by one he had to have more; soon she was alone , he was a stranger and never at home she thought she did something wrong but it was all his fault then she met a stranger. He said he loved her, but that was a lie, she didn't know he wasn't just another guy in fact he was really quite sly, she believed he loved her....
A curseCurse thy eyes
sweet pools of
hazel deception. Full
of sweet lies are
thy lips, liquid
marks a gentler
kind of love,
and nothing gained.
A gentle kiss
this love and
death is simply
Today....I died today....
this day I realised my
world is crashing down
around my shivering form,
snow white waving
spirals fall to the floor in
a heap, deep hazel
pools mistify to hide
the jealous desire for
myself, the one who
only holds love for the gently
mistifing hazel pools that
cause my heart to stop on
sight, these blue-green
orbs fade to gray
as the loss takes place
of the love in my heart....