Recent content by Dashmiel

Hello Persephone and welcome to Storyteller's circle! Your account is now approved and open for full website access. 'Ware the gamma ray bursts and the bugs they land on both!

The proprietor smiled, the delight in his face evident. Man raised a single finger—not as a pause, but as punctuation to a sentence that had started long before she asked it. Ragenard’s voice continued to fill the space in a natural cadence: "You understand, right?" Ragenard’s echo asked. "I...

Hello again Mal Evolence! Stopping by to follow up on our Discord discussion and let you know your account is now approved and open to all RP areas and site systems. Let me know if you have any questions and happy writing!

The coffee shop proprietor didn't speak for an extended period encompassing several heartbeats while he stared at Rhetta. He stood stock-still—unnaturally so for most beings, human or otherwise. No outward menace or displeasure suffused his features, and his right hand remained curled delicately...

Being questioned by her supposed "support" team rankled, but Deirdre quickly compartmentalized her feelings. She was still helping Ethan. If she was going to observe as she'd promised while the Bloodstones regrouped, then it wouldn't pay to get distracted by what might or could happen. She made...

"That is careful talk," Man replied, a smirk gently curving his lips. "But, it confirms. You watch. You wait. I too, once," he added with a shake of his head. The curve of his smirk shifted towards something more rueful. "But is not tales of you time," he concluded, taking a deliberate sip of...

Man nodded carefully at the first truth of Rhetta's tale, shared at last. "Yes. Is many years of bad company before good guest, Alone." He spun his tea cup in his hands thoughtfully. "Is journey start with one cup, and many steps," he added wisely, reaching finally for the medal box’s lid...

🎼 And you'll find I'm not how you remember me, I'm the vision that you choose to see, The one you can hate or love as you need, In time's absence, more than memory. So now, at your darkest, I'll come as promised, I'm the Father of Make Believe. 🎶

"Eh? No. Losenji speech is right side, compared to Lutetian," Man said casually as he pulled the kettle from the heat and placed it on the counter. His hands brushed the bottom of the hot vessel briefly as he turned back toward Rhetta, but he did not seem fazed by the heat that must have been...

"Hah!" Man exclaimed with mirth as he grabbed Rhetta's tea selection, tapping it lightly to punctuate his words here and there absentmindedly. "Rah-Zhu-Nar, do asking, with like words?" He doubled over in laughter. "Him grandpa Yis-Cart reborn him, in stubborn, heh." He laughed good-naturedly...

It quickly became evident to Deirdre, that what Ethan needed wasn't a chaperone, but just some space. She knew secondhand from the Iverian packs that roamed through the Grove in their winding seasonal travails, that a first shift was a thing of little thought and pure exuberant energy. She also...

Good Morning @dearestbee! Thank you for joining us at Storyteller's circle and for being extra patient with what was an uncharacteristically longer review period than normal. I apologize for that, but now that I finally have been able to, I can happily share that your account is now approved...

"You are the slow burn, yes," Man said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Slow watching. Slow seeing, to go with the slow being." He punctuated the last by raising his left fist and contorting his fingers in slow and jerky motions before snapping his hand into the shape of a canine shadow puppet. He...

"Wait, patience testing." Man replied with a beaming smile. "Not big Bloodstone thing, easy how do you say, lever?" he added with a small gesture that looked like digging a hole. "You're..." he seemed to grapple with the words, pulling them out of the air with the flexing of his fingers, "Rapid...

"Yew cannot seeing into back door from there," Man said from behind the counter, as he straightened out his short form and stood from where he had been bent down, rummaging beneath the counter. He placed two boxes upon the counter without a further word, their tops covered in a light dusting of...