Niggle drew closer to the Three, and looked into their cookpot. Vegetable stew? No. It is not what I need. But...what do I need? The three continued to regard her in silence. No answers were forthcoming. Niggle sighed. She had gone deeply enough into someone else's Will , and she determined the time...

Niggle stared at the three before her. So far, these Ones had remained silent. She began to despair of learning anything from them, and prepared to take flight again. Then, from among the trees lining the clearing, a gentle breeze began to blow. Upon the breeze were words. Puzzling words, strange an...

From the air, the forest spanned Niggle’s sight. Here and there, she spotted gaps in the trees where lakes or meadows beckoned. Having never flown before, she was beginning to tire. Yet, she still hesitated to enter the possible Will of another. Or at least, to enter without being able to learn of t...

Hunger … Raw, gut wrenching, soul searing hunger . Niggle had no idea why she felt such a fundamental craving, but it consumed her. She needed something . Yet had no idea what it was. She had journeyed from The Parish on foot for days. Occasionally she spotted “sculpted” landscapes among the flux o...

Replacing the leaf from which she took her name back where she found it, and fighting the vertigo created by the shifting landscape and sky, Niggle focuses her attention on the immediate area around her. The land settles, and a path forward materializes. Interesting , she thinks to herself. Flexing ...

I find myself in a place called The Parish. It is a mad place, with swirling landscapes and skies. Nothing remains permanent. All is in flux. It echoes my thoughts perfectly. I know not who I am. I know not what I am. But I am alive, if living is done here in The Parish. The only thing here which I...

Lilith and Samael arrived exactly at midnight, Samael prepared to battle his son if need be. When there was no answer to their knock, they tried the latch and the door opened to their corporal touch, without undue influence needed. Relaxing their stance, they entered the room. “ li li, arise, ” Lili...

Lily stirred and looked coquettishly at Lidérc. “Have you been awake long?” “No,” he smiled. “Just long enough to miss you.” “Then why are you all the way over there?” Casting a long glance at her smile, and watching her breath fall and recede, Lidérc went over to Lily, and finally, regretting every...

How long they spent together has not been shared. But enjoy each other they did, for they remained together longer than Samael and Lilith, who sought them out once they themselves had recuperated from their reunion. Lilith’s eyes widened when she realised Lidérc was still with Lily. When they arrive...

Stumbling forward, not with joy but from disorientation, Lily collapsed in Lilith’s arms. “There, I have waited years for this. You will soon see. You are my daughter, my handmaiden. My Ardat lili. I love you. “And you will come to love me.” Releasing her, she guided Lily back to the arms of Lidérc....

Breaking apart and gazing wondrously at each other, they both heard a soft, tremulous voice. Lidérc had knelt on one knee before them, head bowed, and repeated, “My Queen.” Gently grasping him under the chin, Lilith raised his head and smiled down at him. “You did your job well. Your Father here may...

Goosebumps prickling her nakedness, the chill from the cold stone of the hearth started penetrating Lily’s consciousness. It was still dark in the hall, but dawn’s rays were coloring the view off of the balcony, where Lily could make out the finely sculpted shape of Lidérc. He stood there serene and...

Do as he says,
not as I do...

Lily had attempted to surreptitiously watch Lidérc as he sat far away from the head table with the other subordinates, but she caught Sam throwing knowing glances her way. So the party ended without any further interaction between them. Again stretching in the overstuffed settee in front of the fire...

From madness do dreams arise.

Hence the madness that is the standstill of Pantheon
has given rise to the new dream that is Purgatory...

Mentally stretching to the snapping and popping as the fire ate the wood stacked in the hall’s fireplace, Lily recalled the night’s festivities with relish. Sam had outdone himself. The food was plentiful and the liquor freely flowed. Their guests were largely unknown to her; mostly business associa...

Backstory “ Stunning …” Knowing full well the affect her ensemble provoked, Lily turned slowly from the mirror towards her guardian Sam, smiling radiantly at the praise. Her deep auburn hair set off her crystal blue eyes, and her color was high on her cheeks as she gazed at the man who had raised h...

Registration will occur when the story places me within the madness. Definitely before two weeks in the mundane realm has passed.

To wander in wonder so dreams mesh with madness.
To seek that which may be found along the way...

...seekers...finders...wanderers...

Matters not? That is yet to be seen.

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause...

...must give us pause.

The unknown beckons, and the prospect of exploring with a fellow traveler is welcome. Are we all chaqar here?