Rings of Honor

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Why...goodness gracious me. There was even a rare Isuelt sighting! She found it hard to resist both the food and drinks of the evening, as well as supporting her friends. Besides, being out and about was always good for the soul! Isuelt was appreciative of the ladies at the Silk's Stitch shoppe for ...

Longing and Losing The city skyline was black against the meager light of the night. Only a touch of snow along the rooftops was helping the slivered moon illuminate the shadows. Each shadow threatened to overtake an alleyway here, a side street there, looming as if it knew that its darkness would ...

Miss you, sweets!

At the same time I want to say, "Take your time and take care of you" I also want to jump up and down screaming, "Hurry up! We miss you!"

Hmmm.....

Quite the conundrum.

<3

The sound of Isuelt's footfalls had been droning on as background noise for so long that she had lost her direction. Twice. She'd forgotten how easily turned around one could become in the labyrinthian maze that lay beneath the city. On the positive side, she'd yet to see any graffiti or activity th...

For the past few days Isuelt had been going over the paperwork Cullen had given her; shuffling through reports and mapping out locations of sightings for Bhallite graffiti on Batten’s projections of the city, seeing if they created any sort of a pattern. She’d seen none, nor was there any correlatio...

She had never minded the snow. A blizzard or storm was a different story; but a soft and gentle snowfall, there was something so pristinely peaceful about that. The silence, the stillness, the beauty. Isuelt was sitting atop a cleared spot on a table in a neighborhood park just outside of Dragon's G...

The Afternoon Meeting ==================================== Isuelt entered the lobby of Batten Tower and paused. She took a moment to really look around; her eyes focusing on the glossy black sheen of the walls and the passers by making up the modest bustle of the mezzanine above. She refocused her g...

A practically lazy stroll had Katt Batten passing through the streets of Rhydin with a single aim - well two if you count the fact she didn't want to go back to the Tower. The marketplace where the people busied themself with the daily this and that was where she'd finally stop. One particular build...

Performance and Testing, Batten Tower Isuelt had been skating the edge of control, the edge of sanity for some time. She was fancying herself as something of an expert by now. She knew to retreat to the Glass Box when she felt that it was a day without much of herself and more of Renna; and she kne...

Still love my little collection of favourites on Deviant Art. Go have a look at all the talent there is in the world! Getting lost in art is a wonderful place to find yourself. https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/b4c76750-9670-4361-9178-11bb62a3d285/d4abwm0-9f46cee0-0ed3-40f8-b...

Batten Tower, Vault Sublevel, Compartment D4 In the vault where Ed lay, silent and unmoving, little had changed for several days. Until this moment. The biometric readouts, which had been steady and unchanging since he had been connected to them, suddenly leaped, their readouts registering higher l...

Outside in the hallway Isuelt blinked at Katt and her evident ease about Batten's condition. Isuelt had found herself dwindled down into a ball of nerves and stress; she marveled at how Katt was so overtly nonchalant about it. But, Isuelt deduced, she had seen it a few times perhaps and that was Kat...

One of the ‘Tasses’ had stayed next door, Isuelt was thankful for that. It helped to keep her in check, keep her focused, keep her thinking. Isuelt had retired to the chair in the corner by now. The monitors were uneventful but steady. She was leaning forward slightly, her elbows perched on her knee...