Post by Amariette Willowbane on Nov 7, 2004 3:53:06 GMT -5
Amariette: ~It had been a bit heartwrenching when Amariette had to bid farewell to her father after only spending a mere two days with him. Daniel had been an angel and the two men had continued to treat one another with amazing respect and even hospitality. Now the couple had finally arrived in the sparkling city of Emain Macha once again, taking up residence in the castle per the Queen's invitation and Daniel's already broadening notoriety. She was quiet these days, withdrawn surprisingly deep within her own mind, her eyes always downcast or moving about listlessly to stare off into oblivion as though it were her only comfort. Time moved very slowly and Amariette felt as though she were poised on the precipice of some deep and formidable abyss filled with pain and destruction.~<c>
Amariette: ~Late in the evenings and early in the mornings, she would roam the halls of the castle alone, her steps light and rather faint as she drew herself along the stones as though they did not exist at all. It was the darkness she sought, the shadows where she could hide her fears and keep her life private and secure, shielded from the prying eyes of all whom watched her casually as she passed by. During the day she slept much like the dead, rising only just after sunset to greet Daniel with a bright face and amused eyes, always blaming her strange habits on her experience with Theoren, stressing the importance that she be given time to adjust to what had transpired in Invernis.~<c>
Amariette: ~At the moment though, she was drifting once again along the silent halls, illuminated only by the few candles that lined each side of the corridors. Several guards had to catch themselves upon seeing her, the maiden looking less like the human she was, and more like the spirit she would be in death. It unnerved a few of the men but they remained quiet as she passed, made rather solemn by the sight of her, a certain sense of sorrow and despair forcing its way into their hearts, unintentionally of her own doing. She wore a long lace nightgown that hugged her body intimately and drew a foot or two behind her in a gentle train, the straps hanging off of her shoulders some.~<c>
Amariette: ~The long crimson ringlets of her hair drew back from her passive face with the pace she kept, her bare soles tapping against the cold stone and her eyes forever gazing forward as though she intended to meet Fate head on and unabashed. Her skin was moonwashed and pale, the pink hue that gave life to her flesh all but faded away, her very lips taking on a blue tint which further gave passerbys the urge to quicken their pace to avoid leering at the sight she offered. Continuing along, as though she were on some quest that demanded her utmost attention and concentration, she finally came to a stop at a pair of doors that were opened to a secluded balcony overlooking the castle grounds and the city beneath.~<c>
Amariette: ~Moving through them, she let her body become halted by the high marble railing, her faded green eyes capturing not a single ounce of starlight from the millions of glittering giants that winked above her. Amariette stared out into the darkness, the moon doing its best to give her a otherworldly glow with its brilliant rays. The girl was not there in the sense that one usually considers, but she had gone, far, far away, searching for something she knew not.~
Daniel Carter: -Sleep was not coming to him. Every noise seemed to stir him from his rest, every rustle of dead leaves clinging desperately to the trees, every whistle past the stone of the castle room he had been given, every flicker of the candlelight caught him and woke him. His heart was racing as fast as his mind. Amariette. His feelings for her had over the past month bloomed into something more than he had ever expected. She was... so soft, pure, and supportive. He was not an adventurous man. He often found Theoren more despicable if only for the fact that Daniel found himself paling to the man in comparison of accomplishments, yet Amariette, the soft sweet woman he loved, had been happy just to be held by a young and lonesome archaeologist(C)-
Daniel Carter: -who, at long last, had found there was nothing more in the world he would rather do than hold her. If ever in his life he needed the support and love of a life long companion, now was that time, and if ever in his travels he had found a woman to fit against him like the missing piece of a jigsaw, Amariette was she. It was not fear or worry that was keeping Dr. Carter awake. It was nervous excitement. He reached over to the oaken stand beside his bed, fingers clasping over a palm sized item. A silver chain jingled as he pulled it off the table and to his chest. He had found it on a dig on the volcanic island of Unguja, a lost city far to the south near Irillian's archepelaggio. It had been the center piece of a large altar to Kronos, the native god of fate(C)-
Daniel Carter: -As soon as he had laid eyes on it he had known it was something special, though he knew not what it truly was. He had coveted it for half a decade. No one even knew he had it. But now he had a very special task for it. When he could take the restlessness no longer he slipped his legs over the side of the bed and picked up his housecoat, putting it on over a bare chest and cotton pants, and tied it around his waist. Silently he slipped into the hallways of the sleeping castle as he put his glasses back on his face. He did not have to look for her long. Seeing a pair of guards staring out at a balcony he strode beside them in curiousity. The look darkened when he saw what they -rather who- they were staring at. One guard made a connection(C)-
Daniel Carter: -of recognition and looked to the floor sheepishly. "I'm very sorry, Dr. Carter." Daniel frowned at them both. "You should be." He said as if to enforce the idea that the lady accompanying him was not a piece of meat to be salivated over. They quickly turned and strode some distance away in embarassment as Daniel moved onto the balcony, feeling the coldness of the stone on his bare feet. He watched her in silence for a few moments. She had been different lately, though he could not put his finger on why. After long moments he wet his parched lips with the tip of his tongue and spoke. "Mari... it's cold out here."(F)-
Amariette: ~Late in the evenings and early in the mornings, she would roam the halls of the castle alone, her steps light and rather faint as she drew herself along the stones as though they did not exist at all. It was the darkness she sought, the shadows where she could hide her fears and keep her life private and secure, shielded from the prying eyes of all whom watched her casually as she passed by. During the day she slept much like the dead, rising only just after sunset to greet Daniel with a bright face and amused eyes, always blaming her strange habits on her experience with Theoren, stressing the importance that she be given time to adjust to what had transpired in Invernis.~<c>
Amariette: ~At the moment though, she was drifting once again along the silent halls, illuminated only by the few candles that lined each side of the corridors. Several guards had to catch themselves upon seeing her, the maiden looking less like the human she was, and more like the spirit she would be in death. It unnerved a few of the men but they remained quiet as she passed, made rather solemn by the sight of her, a certain sense of sorrow and despair forcing its way into their hearts, unintentionally of her own doing. She wore a long lace nightgown that hugged her body intimately and drew a foot or two behind her in a gentle train, the straps hanging off of her shoulders some.~<c>
Amariette: ~The long crimson ringlets of her hair drew back from her passive face with the pace she kept, her bare soles tapping against the cold stone and her eyes forever gazing forward as though she intended to meet Fate head on and unabashed. Her skin was moonwashed and pale, the pink hue that gave life to her flesh all but faded away, her very lips taking on a blue tint which further gave passerbys the urge to quicken their pace to avoid leering at the sight she offered. Continuing along, as though she were on some quest that demanded her utmost attention and concentration, she finally came to a stop at a pair of doors that were opened to a secluded balcony overlooking the castle grounds and the city beneath.~<c>
Amariette: ~Moving through them, she let her body become halted by the high marble railing, her faded green eyes capturing not a single ounce of starlight from the millions of glittering giants that winked above her. Amariette stared out into the darkness, the moon doing its best to give her a otherworldly glow with its brilliant rays. The girl was not there in the sense that one usually considers, but she had gone, far, far away, searching for something she knew not.~
Daniel Carter: -Sleep was not coming to him. Every noise seemed to stir him from his rest, every rustle of dead leaves clinging desperately to the trees, every whistle past the stone of the castle room he had been given, every flicker of the candlelight caught him and woke him. His heart was racing as fast as his mind. Amariette. His feelings for her had over the past month bloomed into something more than he had ever expected. She was... so soft, pure, and supportive. He was not an adventurous man. He often found Theoren more despicable if only for the fact that Daniel found himself paling to the man in comparison of accomplishments, yet Amariette, the soft sweet woman he loved, had been happy just to be held by a young and lonesome archaeologist(C)-
Daniel Carter: -who, at long last, had found there was nothing more in the world he would rather do than hold her. If ever in his life he needed the support and love of a life long companion, now was that time, and if ever in his travels he had found a woman to fit against him like the missing piece of a jigsaw, Amariette was she. It was not fear or worry that was keeping Dr. Carter awake. It was nervous excitement. He reached over to the oaken stand beside his bed, fingers clasping over a palm sized item. A silver chain jingled as he pulled it off the table and to his chest. He had found it on a dig on the volcanic island of Unguja, a lost city far to the south near Irillian's archepelaggio. It had been the center piece of a large altar to Kronos, the native god of fate(C)-
Daniel Carter: -As soon as he had laid eyes on it he had known it was something special, though he knew not what it truly was. He had coveted it for half a decade. No one even knew he had it. But now he had a very special task for it. When he could take the restlessness no longer he slipped his legs over the side of the bed and picked up his housecoat, putting it on over a bare chest and cotton pants, and tied it around his waist. Silently he slipped into the hallways of the sleeping castle as he put his glasses back on his face. He did not have to look for her long. Seeing a pair of guards staring out at a balcony he strode beside them in curiousity. The look darkened when he saw what they -rather who- they were staring at. One guard made a connection(C)-
Daniel Carter: -of recognition and looked to the floor sheepishly. "I'm very sorry, Dr. Carter." Daniel frowned at them both. "You should be." He said as if to enforce the idea that the lady accompanying him was not a piece of meat to be salivated over. They quickly turned and strode some distance away in embarassment as Daniel moved onto the balcony, feeling the coldness of the stone on his bare feet. He watched her in silence for a few moments. She had been different lately, though he could not put his finger on why. After long moments he wet his parched lips with the tip of his tongue and spoke. "Mari... it's cold out here."(F)-