faeries

The Winter Prince was before me, with his noble, knightly bearing and the impossible beauty that is paralytic at close range. And I wanted nothing more than to vanish into his arms, and his embrace, but I saw the look on his face and I remembered then that he was my enemy and that there was only one thing to do.Run.

Stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories.

Chase away sorrow by living

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,For I would ride with you upon the wind,Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,And dance upon the mountains like a flame.

Lucien studied the wine in his goblet. "You don__ hold on to power by being everyone__ friend. And among the faeries, lesser and High Fae alike, a firm hand is needed. We__e too powerful, and too bored with immortality, to be checked by anything else.

If she captured Tamlin__ power once, who__ to say she can__ do it again?_ It was the question I hadn__ yet dared voice.__e won__ be tricked again so easily,_ he said, staring up at the ceiling. __er biggest weapon is that she keeps our powers contained. But she can__ access them, not wholly__hough she can control us through them. It__ why I__e never been able to shatter her mind__hy she__ not dead already. The moment you break Amarantha__ curse, Tamlin__ wrath will be so great that no force in the world will keep him from splattering her on the walls.__ chill went through me.__hy do you think I__ doing this?_ He waved a hand to me.__ecause you__e a monster.__e laughed. __rue, but I__ also a pragmatist. Working Tamlin into a senseless fury is the best weapon we have against her. Seeing you enter into a fool__ bargain with Amarantha was one thing, but when Tamlin saw my tattoo on your arm _ Oh, you should have been born with my abilities, if only to have felt the rage that seeped from him.__ didn__ want to think much about his abilities. __ho__ to say he won__ splatter you as well?___erhaps he__l try__ut I have a feeling he__l kill Amarantha first. That__ what it all boils down to, anyway: even your servitude to me can be blamed on her. So he__l kill her tomorrow, and I__l be free before he can start a fight with me that will reduce our once-sacred mountain to rubble._ He picked at his nails. __nd I have a few other cards to play.__ lifted my brows in silent question.__eyre, for Cauldron__ sake. I drug you, but you don__ wonder why I never touch you beyond your waist or arms?__ntil tonight__ntil that damned kiss. I gritted my teeth, but even as my anger rose, a picture cleared.__t__ the only claim I have to innocence,_ he said, __he only thing that will make Tamlin think twice before entering into a battle with me that would cause a catastrophic loss of innocent life. It__ the only way I can convince him I was on your side. Believe me, I would have liked nothing more than to enjoy you__ut there are bigger things at stake than taking a human woman to my bed.__ knew, but I still asked, __ike what?___ike my territory,_ he said, and his eyes held a far-off look that I hadn__ yet seen. __ike my remaining people, enslaved to a tyrant queen who can end their lives with a single word. Surely Tamlin expressed similar sentiments to you._ He hadn____ot entirely. He hadn__ been able to, thanks to the curse.__hy did Amarantha target you?_ I dared ask. __hy make you her whore?___eyond the obvious?_ He gestured to his perfect face. When I didn__ smile, he loosed a breath. __y father killed Tamlin__ father__nd his brothers.__ started. Tamlin had never said__ever told me the Night Court was responsible for that.__t__ a long story, and I don__ feel like getting into it, but let__ just say that when she stole our lands out from under us, Amarantha decided that she especially wanted to punish the son of her friend__ murderer__ecided that she hated me enough for my father__ deeds that I was to suffer.__ might have reached a hand toward him, might have offered my apologies__ut every thought had dried up in my head. What Amarantha had done to him __o,_ he said wearily, __ere we are, with the fate of our immortal world in the hands of an illiterate human.

And the more he gazed at her, the more he felt a twinge of something he couldn__ quite describe, an unknown surge that bubbled inside him from the first moment he__ caught sight of her, and it wouldn__ release him.

I made the decision. I want you more than I want heaven, more than I want to be an angel. I love you more than who I was created to be.

He would give up his wings and heaven for her, a woman he loved but would never truly belong to him, a woman he could never keep. He__ fall and be banished from the only home he__ ever known, but he could never give her up. He__ keep her, enjoy her and love her as long as he could.

When I__ gone, time won__ change. It will pass the way it always has. I__e seen it happen. People always move on. You will find your mate. You will move on then I__l be nothing but a memory, but I will never forget you. I will always love you for you have drawn emotions in me no other has in two thousand years. I will live with the memory of you in my heart because nothing can erase you from within me. You have forever changed me. You__e taught me what it__ like to truly love.

I can__ let it happen. I can__ risk it. I have to protect you, and I will. With every breath in me, I will.

My own brother calling me a brickhead. Sneering faeries insulting me. Women punching me in the face. How much more am I to swallow in one bloody day?

Why does anything cling to something? Maybe they love wherever they're going so much that it's worth it. Maybe they'll keep coming back, until there's only one star left. Maybe that one star will make the trip forever, out of the hope that someday__f it keeps coming back often enough__nother star will find it again.

But_" yelped Twizbang, __reydor will eat us!

You won't find the tales I bear in any books . . . My tales are from the Moon Realm._ __bb Autumn

Odd names: Winter, Autumn__hey almost sound as if someone just made them up._ __ubb

Some people are just sad when there aren't talking squirrels._ __ily Winter

It__ okay. I______ine?_ Joseph chimed in. __bviously not. You need to be checked out by a doctor._ __ am a doctor._ I rolled my eyes at him, but that didn__ deter him from his train of thought. __ot that kind of doctor.___hat is __hat kind of doctor_ going to say when they see my shimmering pink blood, Joseph?_ I changed my voice to mimic one of a concerned doctor. ____ sorry ma__m, you appear to be suffering from a mild case of Pretty Pretty Princess syndrome. Have you ingested any magical woodland faeries recently?