Nimraph

Welcome Back My Innocence

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

As the boys played in the front yard, Eira watched from the steps. The leaves were nearly all fallen from the trees, covering the ground. The autumn chill caused her to pull her scarf over her face, shivering. She looked down to her swollen stomach and asked...

 

"Are you two cold?"

 

Madaurbeth ~ An Autumn Chill

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Madaurbeth,

 

Colder, Warmer

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Story

He awoke with a jerk.

 

The news still shook him. The sorrow still hugged him. The pain was still real. It had been a while, yet he still felt the loss as if it yesterday.

 

Madaurbeth - Eira The...

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Madaurbeth,

 

Contemplations

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Story

New Home

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Screenshot: General screen

Nimraph gives Eira a tour of their new house.

Madaurbeth ~ Distant

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Madaurbeth,

I cannot escape the feelings of frost in me. Why do I feel so distant? I feel as if I have been drifting apart from everyone I care about. Demlemoth and I hardly speak anymore. Egfor and I are closer, but something is still dividing us. I have nearly given up on trying to bond with Liath and Helmwod. I try, but I feel no spark. I feel so nervous around Ristiinna, like something is wrong and I cannot fix it, no matter how hard I try. I always enjoy spending time with Syllea, she is a relief to me, but she is so seperated from everything else.

And Nimraph.

My Sons

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

I don't know what you've suffered

I don't know where you've been

I don't know if you can rise above her

But I know I'd give you love until you're quenched

 

I would never hurt you

I would never leave you scarred

What must I do to prove

That you are my dazzling stars

 

I love you, my darlings

I would do anything for you

I love you, my starlings

I will hide you behind me, my brood

 

Let me hide you under my wings

The Choice

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

She continued to dust the shelves of the empty, newly repaired house. As she did do, she thought to herself, over and over...

She could not do this anymore. She was useless, standing by while her loved ones got hurt or were put in danger. She even accidentally contributed to some hurts herself. Last night had been the last straw, and she chose to flee for the protection of her babies.

Disease

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

"You deserve someone better."

The words of that flirtatious woman in the Pony haunted her. Eira shuddered, shaking in her dream and extending her scarred, bloated hand to the man she had given her heart too.

"Please," She begged, facing the hurt and angry Angmarim before her, "Don't go..."

Nimraph scoffed, hurt and bitter, "How could you yell at me like that? You know it hurts! And lash out at the boys too! My sons mean more to me than anything and you hurt them too!"

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