devour my soul's marrow
Peeking through still-heavy
eyes, I can see my hurt like
dust still floating around the
room. The best thing about
morning is the way curtains
can be opened with such
fervency that the new sun
burns away the nightmares
hidden in corners. If last night
was a flightless bird, then
this morning is an eagle.
Posted on 29 October, 2013Reblogged from moonlighting-forthe-night
Hair and eyes: black hair, blue eyes
languages: Elvish, common tongue, gnome
History: Evangeline (name meaning “the bearer of good news”) was born to a family without much. She was born with white hair and the same icy blue eyes but soon found it made it easy to spot her. When she was in her early years her parents left without telling her and she found her way to a gnome camp where they taught her the arts of stealing and fighting, making her worthy of spot in a thieves guild by the age of 84 (young for an elf). In her training years with her first guild (a start up of mixed races run by humans) she learned to shoot with a long boy and found that her dexterity made it easy for her to take on harder jobs. When that guild fell apart she was found by a mysterious woman (“pick pocketing on the streets? Now now, young one, you’re so much more than that!”) who took the young rogue under her wing and introduced her to an all women’s guild run by one woman shrouded in darkness. It was then that she found a sorcerer who helped to dye her hair the black of raven’s wings. She’d never found her life to be all that good and so she took her name to mean that the good news was only for herself.
Chaotic neutral, she is out to help herself and those she grows close to. While there aren’t many she calls her friends, for those she will lay down her life. She is able to disable any device with ease and tends to be standoffish and sarcastic with those around her. As she works her way up the ranks of her guild she finds herself deeper immersed in the local history and life and though she is set in her life, she lusts for more.
She speaks with ease but when angry she curses in Gnome. A fluid sexuality and genderfluid body makes her the perfect person to lie her way out of any situation as well as seduce those she needs to be close to. When it really matters she is awkward and doesn’t make friends easily. After living a life of deception for so long she finds it hard to truly be herself and might not even know fully who that is. The only thing left from her parents are the sewing kit she carries (her mother’s) and the cloak she wears (an uncle of some sort who died young from a raid).
She is shy beneath the armor she was born wearing and spends her days and nights doing what her guild master’s order her to do. The mysterious woman who had brought her to the guild (“Sade, little one. Purely human I fear, but isn’t that more exciting?”) has since become a close ally and confidant even as she travels across the country. Evangeline wears a carefully made mask but she is not one to under estimate. She will steal everything you own and do it with a smile and a kiss, making you wish you’d see her….just once more.
Some women want to be house wives and some women want to be Harvard professors and some women want to be porn stars and some women want to be nuns and some women want to be surgeons and there is nothing wrong with anyone’s profession I am sick of people being rude to women about their professions oh my god
Half cresent moons
Lakes with not enough fish in them
Playgrounds at midnight
Theaters that are empty
No one is there