Recent content by Ysobel

Ysobel, if she were being completely honest, had very little idea of what was stirring outside their tiny cottage. She'd pressed Gaage and even Chasmine about Gilram, but still got nowhere. She had no idea what events took place that led Gaage's classmates from their own graduation. Of course...

"Gaage!" Ysobel shot him a look that suggested he shut his mouth. She liked Perrine and did not approve of his threatening tone. Ysobel would keep her aid a secret, as she knew Perrine would keep her status and location secret. He'd explained his reasoning dozens of times by now, yet Ysobel...

"It's okay." Her eyes still held that sadness but it was not his burden to bear. His apologies and suffering wouldn't bring them back. It wouldn't fix that hole in her heart that could not be mended with vague memories and hazy faces. But she didn't blame him for trying, nor did she hold onto...

"So you tell me," She wiped more at her eyes with her sleeve. "I know that I am your anchor and I don't wish to change that. I just need you to be mine as well." The words came out almost bitterly, as if to suggest she had been suffering alone the whole time. Her emotions had never been easy...

She found it difficult to make eye contact with the sudden interrogation she seemed to be a key member of. Instead, she stared out the windows and watched the sun's rays catch the morning dew on the grass. Feeling backed into a corner, she wished she had made the effort to open the window and...

She only stared at him for a minute as he spoke noting that although he sounded in good spirits, he looked horrible. And she had not noticed how bad it was when she had been in there just a short while ago. His face was black and blue, nose twisted and swollen in a way that made Ysobel’s own...

Ysobel accepted the glass of water from Gaage, but quietly observed the conversation between Perri and Gaage before butting in. "So that's why you never let me join you." Her voice was aloof and although she looked hurt, she finally understood his reasoning when he would decline her offers to...

Her nightly activities knocked her out. She hadn't realized she had been moved from her spot against the tub and wrapped gently in their fluffy down blanket until the heat of the rising sun peeked in through the windows and settled on her face. She groaned quietly and rolled over to her other...

Nightmares had become the unwelcome guest in my life. Tormenting me night after night the moment I surrendered to slumber’s warm embrace. And when closing my eyes, I signed the contract with the nightmare. For several weeks, Ysobel’s life had been a living hell. Every night she was ripped...

For a time, as the two men spoke only a room or so over, Ysobel sat in the lukewarm water and watched as the bubbles popped. Slowly. One by one. Until a small glint of her residual energy danced from her hair, landing on the waters surface where it would spread quickly and eliminate the rest in...

"I'm sorry." Ysobel apologized, though it appeared to be open to the both of them. Her eyes locked on the ground, fingers intertwined with Gaage's as he led them back towards the their home. It seemed, for now, that everything in her life had some unintended consequence and the only common...

Ysobel scowled and stomped on Gaage's foot. "You could have just asked Perri to stick around, you know. She is far beyond threats. And, I happen to like her. I'd like to hope the feeling is mutual and I would like to keep it that way." She whisper-yelled at him. She looked toward Perrine, an...

"Perfume?" She trudged along to the next patch of plants. "I like the taste, but I can't imagine anyone wishing to smell of onion." Finally approaching the plants, she crouched down. "Maybe I can use them to make us something to eat." She had neglected to consider that her new friend may not...

Ysobel was frustrated. Frustrated with him. Frustrated with her. Frustrated with everything. She brought one hand up, pressing her fingers firmly between her eyebrows to relieve pressure of the headache coming on. Try as she might, she still could not bring herself to fully forgive him for his...

Ysobel listened attentively while Chasmine explained the dogwood's preferred method of use, ripping a bit of the bark and placing it in her mouth to chew as she continued. It was nasty. Bitter and unpleasant. How that could aid in helping one's health, Ysobel could not understand. That was...