as the perpetual star
Jun. 8th, 2015 05:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Name: Mischa
Story: i never promised you a rose garden
Colors: halloween orange (I think you'll find the line is fine between the saint and sinner), octarine (Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.), bistre (The links that bind one person's ambition and desire to another's fate are complicated things)
Supplies and Styles: seed beads, charcoal, fingerpainting
Word Count: 1764
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: death, implied (described possibility) of mutilation, a country of religious fanaticism,
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suicidal ideation: new readers might not notice it without a lack of context for what Tristan's promise was, so far only mentioned in cages
.
Summary: "I am the Sword of the Morning. Witness me." Solange, daughter and heir of High House Lemieux, has always been in her elder brother's shadow, always second-best. Until she isn't, anymore.
Notes: I know I need to go back and revise cages to account for a lot of the details that I refined between when I originally wrote it and now. also wow my tendency to reuse names. I should really write a piece lampshading that somehow.
EDIT: I forgot to add a particular warning tag, and I'm sorry.
( witness me )
Story: i never promised you a rose garden
Colors: halloween orange (I think you'll find the line is fine between the saint and sinner), octarine (Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.), bistre (The links that bind one person's ambition and desire to another's fate are complicated things)
Supplies and Styles: seed beads, charcoal, fingerpainting
Word Count: 1764
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: death, implied (described possibility) of mutilation, a country of religious fanaticism,
skip
suicidal ideation: new readers might not notice it without a lack of context for what Tristan's promise was, so far only mentioned in cages
.
Summary: "I am the Sword of the Morning. Witness me." Solange, daughter and heir of High House Lemieux, has always been in her elder brother's shadow, always second-best. Until she isn't, anymore.
Notes: I know I need to go back and revise cages to account for a lot of the details that I refined between when I originally wrote it and now. also wow my tendency to reuse names. I should really write a piece lampshading that somehow.
EDIT: I forgot to add a particular warning tag, and I'm sorry.
( witness me )