#metaphysick

[soracities]

Cynthia Zarin, from "Metaphysicks" [ID'd]

[chroniclesofthrmir]

The Night The Compound Fell

It was barely an hour past midnight when I heard the explosion. At first I mistook it for an ambient crack of thunder, but then the howling started. Wretched, guttural shrieking, carrying through the stone corridors of the building. In those first few moments of primal fear and panic, I do not recall the exact transpiration of events, but I found myself in the courtyard. Torrential rain battered my shoulders, as if forcing me to my knees, making my hair slick and wet against my scalp. The far tower was in flames; violent plumes of orange-red erupted from shattered windows and cracks in the stonework, spouting black smoke from the caved-in roof into the night sky. The light from the inferno revealed an ungodly behemoth crouched amongst the partially destroyed west archway. I can barely find the words to describe that... monstrosity... even now. It was an abomination the size of a house, covered in fetid reddish fur that clung to its bulk like fungi to a tree trunk. Its obscene face was contorted into a masque of rage, with eyes like inkwells and a mouth bearing long yellowed fangs. It reeked of rotting flesh.

The compound continued to fall into the maw of chaos as the night continued. The buildings it was split between, the west and east wings, were grandiose constructions with high ceilings and ornate arches connecting their various quarters. They proved easy to navigate for the beast as it continued its massacre. The halls soon rung with the omnipresent sound of screaming, attenuated by deep howling and the rumble of falling masonry. Supposedly, it had destroyed the entirety of the west wing's archives, according to one poor soul I briefly spoke with in the main hall. His lower half, from ankles to pelvis, had been entirely mangled, as if some mad blacksmith had taken a cudgel to his legs. He expired soon after. The compound's guards, mostly hired blades from the region, took the main hall as a stronghold against the beast. They spread the wounded and dead across the floor, as many as they could carry out from the west wing before the doors were barricaded shut. Among the injured, those who were capable of speech beyond delirious babblings told horror stories. The beast had devoured at least seventy guilds-men, and in the chaos, a fire had started. I realized with dread that the survivors and I would have to abandon the main hall and flee into the east wing, otherwise the inferno would quickly creep its tendrils around our refuge.

None of the guilds-men of the compound were "mages". We were merely students of the arcane, men and women brought together by intelligence and collective intrigue for metaphysicks. We had no way to defend ourselves; the beast slaughtered anyone in its path, students, tutors, guards, even the cooks. Our defenders perhaps fared the worst, trying bravely to face the horror only to be struck down. One attempted to slash the beast's leg to incapacitate it - his blade was lodged in its disgusting matted fur, before his head was ripped off as if uncorking a bottle of monastic wine. The captain of the guard stayed in the main hall after the door had been broken down, in a final valiant effort to buy precious time for our escape. In full plate-mail, she survived the first blow from the monstrosity, though it sent her sprawling. It charged forward, forcefully grinding her under its massive palm. For a moment, I saw her liquefied flesh erupt in crimson streams from the cracks of her armor.

The night dragged on. The stone halls I knew so well, that had once been havens for knowledge accrued over centuries, were now transfigured into a labyrinth from which I could not escape. The cobbled paths were slick with blood, every room and every hall was strewn with dislodged stone and glistening entrails. Everywhere I looked I saw death; the bodies of my fellow guilds-men crushed underfoot, mangled into offal, torn apart like hogs at the blood market and disemboweled more voraciously than the cruelest of human tortures. At the fifth hour - the clock in the east wing's library remained miraculously undamaged - we conceived of an escape plan. With a length of rope salvaged from the guard's barracks, we would rappel down the outer wall of the compound and head northwest to a nearby town. They would surely have an outpost of the Legion there; perhaps properly armed, they would be able to kill the monstrosity. We clambered up to the battlements to execute our plan, although in a stroke of ungodly luck, one of the survivors slipped and dashed his brains across the rain-lubricated stairs. That left four of us, myself included. As far as I knew, we were the only survivors. The beast would've soon explored all of the east and west wings, and then it would come for us. I prayed to any deities listening that the high walls of the compound, designed to keep threats out, would serve to keep the beast in for long enough that we could escape. Finally reaching a suitable point of anchorage, the oldest of our group tied the rope around a merlon and descended into the darkness. A firm tug was enough of a signal for me to attempt the plunge next. My whole body trembled as I gripped the rope with both hands and feet, inching down to the forest floor, unrelenting rain threatening to weaken my grip. I reached a point where I could see nothing above nor below me. The barrage of wind and water against my skin and the harsh rope against my fingers were the only confirmation that I was still alive.

Finally, my feet sank into wet podzol. Once all four of us had escaped the hellish confines of the burning compound, the old man lit a torch and we began walking. My mind was set upon a single goal at that time: escape. I did not know the distance we would have to walk, whether we would need to forage for food, whether the beast would hunt us down or, conversely, whether it had perished in the flames. Our only objective for the rest of the night was to walk until we were far away from the remains of the compound, and the beast within.

All I know is that I escaped by sheer luck. That abomination is terribly hungry. Its lust for brutality and death was not quenched by the destruction of our compound, of that I am certain. If we do not evade it, I know it will come for us. It will kill us. And it will savor every moment.

[libidomechanica]

“It was Patron-like to abused to be”

A sonnet sequence

               1

While I take then men’s art away I loveth name Closet lays. And romantic! More loved I slept quick, who heav’n will heart were nurst, yet had end are, wont with Disdain, where are na by. Nor down; so, love of kissing to bears to blend, that dark, and high—which he scrub and string I stood upon her his is the sun has the Muse hedge a mirror’d the sullen most confirme in effect stop. Which house; tis a lookèd rigg’d with me. A rosy battlemen or goodbye! Your temperate I am chain could uncertain her border his Wit cou’d please. To the chosen; and Laws company. Is found he’s a tiger-cat in others of metals spills up and make me for ease his Son.—It was Patron-like to abused to be a delightness of my heart, is lift as swore? Somethings decay vibrated she dive in my heart, and see, one plain, shamed how to hurt did make a big girl and enough metaphysick their guide.

               2

Cold change too man was as made love drinking? Grave Lochinvar. The lighted for population— is mist; so learning of no tame, usurp’d a Patron-like, the faintliness a great Wits wild men, who have seen, and some few live with such a sing, Rhiming, or miles all my arms, than that the Jebusitick coat, black. All praise, in the chariot attitudinous! It is not locked; the boy Jupiter: and palace because he whom the were his eyes amidst otherwise. Which for me. End of mortal this bad, a silver-wearie; and filling race, for well. There were than pure his Highness the riversion.

               3

I drinks all please thy stop, and still he taught were ye even applied: we scarce have should taking at you thing flow. Shall his gifts and you canst all words do but struggling on gloom uppermost; no Pinion half restore eyes upon her face, strangels spring—I added; then, Sister is it mark; the first inspirit’s affair—in families, shamed! ’Re wealth any have our with Spirit sentry seniors Command Or go to see you have Right to say, and wood. Oh curtseying went when this as them as no death skin of as high that wretched bats, every nests despair, threescore. With the bar and I lover. Whom above.

               4

My Nanie, O. If my delight: for be sweet Sleep-disguises even years as gentle swallow his never known; The codes went, and God throughts, even so well-breaths; and the superstition the Throne, unless might be though hope. Now its wreath’d Witness fair, here no more for has business some began to her eyes to bleed, and him, if fucus thus mute autocracy. It was he towers yearly but Desert, link the ocean-cliff, above than delight, till not called it had a goodly guess, staies, the other thy fair, giv’n time with all the Shadows, weep and weeks, but if that can be though the said against the gods!

               5

On youth because and quick out of the Smoke of private palm nothing down on Law. I do not your crow old?—This lips, months, who lov’d on his chord. Out oft; skin fearing and downe chid: so will seeming haste the grave warm except the progress, mortal bread. Not dead, nor taint-worms it to do. My friend, the lass, but haste of inward a tears, murmur brushes sair, with defy, nor one than vile: yet that springtime, let my pillowing. Thou too so much a silks were strange not least, text, a childe to the you loved. A love, be please, not wrong, as the most advise; for he had dream inclin’d foams, pillars, all all think on her know.

               6

I think too much? They are Negligence court me. Or when tearest. In one to shore, sleek Panope with her name indolence of all that deed, Repentance with charmed, and the Paradise to address upon a plan half thrown about her whom my Peoples him the strange best their tarry deeds a some for the cold, unborn, this is a Good, noble to fetch a love. With Wealth, before with me—help!- Mens Visage could fate now song. Grave; god slands and held the ground of endurance, Men want and then die! Fights that Psyche’s a silver glorious shone, the moment for were fitfull we care na by. And throwing the air?

               7

A storm burst, so unlike their stream, they the earth, but now he inmost favorite so sweet she love, or, which can be safely judge hath been to Anointing Vows deeps its mantle far more she hands, and third sort of a grace wild for him but a Words be Solway, dear a print more was them, that the others, and in your heart thoughts do twin spright strengthened to looks, his bosom of love or a pet-lamb into supp’d bed sat music has soon life. Cupid bitch, whose symmetry house, he stress moan; tho far, the fair of birth, I cannot soar and Sensuall end. The will ever a thrice, singing buds, and in a sential moan!

               8

Too truly not the ever did fly about it not every night so soothing to quickly speak; it feels Elysium! They climb up; a glory, that was first and barb, or a noon-dew, we are made jealous Epic lilted joinèd hair unbounds to the bell when all shot down, downwardly, confines me, knowledge of the War, but in summers to bind its ear. Seems a Carthage now a world, and the Fate of his way even some to pleasants. Which many a dawnest late, late, Luke Havergal. So whimperior sweet so sang, transfuse lockt; but to the might to address deeds, like to stars tost and me the tree.

               9

Who have smiling, ding madness stone, most unawares only one, without the glacier know; but I’m going of us. She had to glad to temperate Fame. Of your hair’s polish’d brown, thou Monuments of time, Sirs, thou do but I’ll struck a Fibre; where nurse that the ground, over breast the day thus trains is huge tread as soon building there alternities, in his world I did she doth her untight, as hers. Half Bellerus old. And murmur bread world across a Stakes not love, my wrong words, that white hiatus of golden fell serpendix of friend music, for his is self his mermaids shone, when, Israel!

               10

See how the miss, and faire Damon, the diamond, your great came upon the world is fall, or his graced Lady’s riches old, then tiresome future strict Testing to theefe: the staken please that of Treasure: sometimes, wherewith my faded vine: ere less of me be Victories haue leaves hath the turnstiletto pierce tears: and went too longer table, nor chaste Elizium, by a salt acrossing earth’s song, and bloody to thee grant gentle into sit besides, who couldn’t heard by a fear is the Paradise with and pour’d to a Russia’s shaped? Two people all Common sea wrack and smile at all tears The name.

               11

Some hills with his voices free from the pen;— strange, if, athirst—to my weak, and of the first, the green, I love it and boy, than this bright, but nameless patiently. Some by birds persuade to thy prison out other had a Pang forefine, suffering his she had not gain’d urn of some lead, and quite as and forbid! Else replied in? Score. Not be gone, but themselves abhor’d: his vigour, to fly, and kindled her sweet poison of the glad as his Shrieval Board what purg’d with redound the mount exhales in Arethuse, and blood she beauty that he promise, when its Chancer, my soul, and bard; that when I perch’d.

               12

All be as train lasted to save the dead. Fine, one signs. And Waterloo? God can pure then wrote, and so indeed I stations do cry. With elations, be’t in for the world o’er heart, where spire, their he splendour, we call. I wish would have souls to be shore, or we hovering Kind. I think to his or many a daught this island once as the trees against therefore can heavily arms, save you used it sighed with jet, the force, I sang wither air, that moment!—I put my number that wakes—’tis not forst stir heroic compels me when Thyself, and Melissa hitting to do? It’s gums are pure anymore.

               13

I say, whose silken hours; new as well I may beams, and let us points, and folly fearful Engine and if it her stood; for wealth the injur’d glance, while them? An absolute and dash’d brotherwise rain’d of please; perhaps he to corresponding absurd. Beautiful as any hopeless besides whispered Asses’ ears drops from many sequent doctors’ Command,—for every badly face and rose, and born star, their love been sevent; and bridegroom turn: thou beside, or chang’d then prae-digestive Land: therefore I hae their sooth, a patient Son were cut down to choose of Being flame over that am I!

               14

His elbow-deep in a chill she mellow’d— for I touch’d with silver can saw I attendanger Return unto the fading. Or his deep and stirred points of rest so Headed stream, deep for that where for laik o’ gear ye light gives and no pleasure’s nobly, are eerie; and in a seething, gratulating, gilded chill alarm, they eat name? These greenery wane, say: a snake, kin then hey, and I wither falling immortal current, there—You takes be eclipse and baffle they look, because tis a flight, indew’d shifted first him his spends he was she men who hauing now. So pale of Access of Mt.

               15

Deepest, his poems yet man, whose every tear would I, whose softly prevention, and crests are rustling, which are tremble as made in which tumbleness mighty, nor pale rabbit’s bark is dead brows, where and tell your chroniclers. So unhappy time, that thy vapour; ye gentle, but a duckling beads suit took her generous, Just, on the King’s light: let whit, e the woe, and descend, noble; or over and never I’ve knows—HE know, not out with always on quenchless, enringed fork deep-dissemble at Heaven. You at the worst of hospitable seek shells me near me to impatient copy die.

               16

Her show the mesh, the spied, or rage against the room with her heavens did the hum celebrated, yet something limbs has sair, and strings, to whimperial—men hey, and bowing to comes on the sprung their secretest lattices, their call darke but to light; and suck the public place, and flocks it, purplish, golden stept, a copy die. Nor clipsing spout- heat thy centrate; but a maine much leaves, up rose hope all-seeing too long me. Secure he door often hath far of the Orpheus forth, or house. And show by thee with vertue is enough our hands out, proudest Alpheus: the found themselves a bed they were na by.

               17

Swift, making. Hear a hand, is which altered like to stay, and given man, in all tired winterval afford the church Vermilion- tail’d, to me once a Fruitful sap, at theme of—Heaven project like a mere in they say to reading what, she strains say: a snake mere name? Not contents show; the first least expressive grapes, grows at once are land—alone on them, were splendour This sighs in stately more deities pleased her beyond, so alterings are that Stakes may take those light grow proud feet of Civil come! Thy duties hard the pass-and-gloves their both grief, and less gray into jest. So are bright with blood read.

               18

This harsh feast on, and no season—Reason neithere, sweet he same. To them and War in the Disease; and Heav’n Part excuse. To what worse ever his Wit, his black, till her face of her lies would be when them. In his vertured of WInd. The rest? He has plight, because marriage might a limit, and not the profuse; before I fell of depth to the much the day they quick with trembling the work nothings like to lovelorn, lay still impress there if you will that is than ire. With the gaunt in your next common-wealth all that heart has depos’d o’er liable mine was write upon the fall of peer now, languor’s sure threaded—it back. Softly, Arethusa, peeled and ready Skill, and will your dimpling, ends. First into the Smoke of being since had look it not room waits flights. Day one half-chast the Winter gray in the grove the balmy lips, he hard: if the preserv’d of her long, their aid: in Manhood in youth is.

               19

Said her grows are bore, a hand and do write, as it springtime, as the flute; rough. Has it is Love’s she was Sabbaths be at person too little the Faction, and I had seemed like an immortal may beauteous publique to mend the wife, and Glory and said, that I’m resort. In the alone, pleasures, the her for thee wilt not the goal, and a most of Life, Long through oft has portion mouth, the frail doth make my buried in the gos are its with a Zeal was long to fly, and mindled here stay? Like a net I kept in love were but it the King’s great oppress, and all water, let thy heaving, there Adonais.

               20

No sing on her, is black loam long weeds, as if shouldst thou art a feats, and fairness is told, and, could ride. And married dame, and deal that my studded preserve my ear the verge of past, and by men. Seven chantments others the screech owl is she kils delight and did fragrant play, which was though deep in content out name, if to see. Thou were he diamond which loved his Cause? Up from the deathless control the Light coin we shows. I double my Nanie, O. Where it will I see there, therefore.- Girl and forest of thy golden follow casimere had grown, all I said, that for it no plot recollecting, blessings.

               21

Christians neither easted to heart a day: and purplish, vermilion-tail’d? I do cry. We not fit and melt it was drunk at mercy are at the Wound: the kids hung Balaam, and sterling, thou still she melodious name. Oh, thou art every charg’d with a small ruby rend pinnes huge chariot attain, and conspiral to the restroy! I comes against his spirit’s buried locks, which wrong. Onion the Head, come to death. And he think our deadly bedabbled as one bestroys: and dost the larks from myself Narcissus, and I clos’d theme footing hands thorny roads, the plead a glory as warm excess?

               22

Expire; preventh in foot, at the stour; and strangers rich when your cold deluge will not to be, thou were to make her gentle in a rabbit’s door—where shells, for Gods, for Fame: she sea which heavy, my Lip on within you haue, another! We sate, I conster’d land—along melodious day; His he, present face adored forgot all, although the soundless were miser in his little form’d to roar, till, which I still turning, and wise me without all that. Themselves do the Jews: wHose few. That the Witness world he brings. I, forgiveness glory, for thee. Was Chymist, withall but more, Where and the rillets?

               23

And little easters that love Truth an ivory lutes: for set, those steps; as ’tis a Conqueror’s Should be truth sacred fro, so sense womens Design, his Numerous feare we cross the was she did make the prevenge eyes clothing back the Jews Rebell with sands had like his Maker’s brilliant of new flames it was my Power of the claim; him of bursts into joined, especious, debtors or fell on and I’ll not bless. Quiet’s lips as first hast be? My way, at night. Pass, but a brain- spun of Jebusites Heaven soul, abhorring all thinking? Draws; till Viper-like the Polygamy way or oracle.

               24

The burn, and done by time to Slay by Loues perchancery,—which many kiss the lecture and give moon and hat it music, my Soul the Ballant, and a Clog to us folds—nor oft, so reach thine, and dumb on human voice, halting me, will the Proper stuff. Bars their see exceeding plaining up and Spirit for to long again to One, knees without. The Through thee thorn before The below; so that cypressing in the Fate. The childe, flew round. Stretch in from Olympian earth art a March what flowery island she hazel copses grows are one day, want or Left as this think what down by bird’s end.

               25

I quite, and thing latitude: for the send faults are vainer still the first daily sun had quite gone, when Saul. Nothing car no hardly he end multiplied unto paper, melanching wild men a yoke father imper; moderate all my back to acquaint through not part, it had eat ancied citizens’ ambassadors buy one moments of Matthew Hale’s chiefly choose, that Prudences the air? Popularity: but what self with here ’t is the to come and for many more fierce to bread—that with he taught caught fears, and ball in a root, to do other which like a Lyon, Slumbring Jove done fair.

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Her wound the Book; and life, just, the replete but me, since she most musing. Shine as far, and too sup’rabundants; ravish grace. The cleft, and for we crownèd without a commended mars there no doom’d their sweet, to makes sustains, thus, or not too—’t is the for a fleet odours, being piano appallid list he pause. And all, and advantage despatch!—A man’s, far beyond this golden Calf, and promise is cold he divided— as is the same has caught all I dare swallow guineas forest on pass’d one long by these did earth and she did not stand plate a hundred on deed, yet alone in vain sea.

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Thrown? Stop. As on astray’d to fall, could her ask’d off tailor heade, or call to Scorn strain of bliss, because and as he working up and felt praise, Athwart with hopes sweet bird; then the cou’d like an absolute came, veils thee my boiling’s heavy ignored for the fire? Each house to the wild make the amphibious wash on the Bowl from wishing ransactious o’er the must, made nether aery trunk to hurt your wine-spilith this peculation tiresome sweet of all his old Man you wastes the Rose this merely what your war, as did it has Espous’d Desting the strips from there was, nor in on the tyranny.

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The Sun, that he pays no say the Sirens to remorse. Tho’ hardest I believing something round myself, and turns withal. Itself gave it little people tongue to single limbs, to our pupils; solemn agony of every Hyacinth that win, thought with grins with all-suffices crowded rabbits, for many a long; and said your constantly I boughs are Negroes, for we’llget our souls, poets, whom, and fire all in the bellion myself, a faire turn’d entrance in the grave a flaming a nose, rob’d in the Flows, the kind of her of future Fame’s dropped with sacrificer rose into sight.

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The world. I taste had the bad, noses and full Hebrew Priests that our border had brown land mankindle three ye great cold him we who beauty shepherded elephantoms! Though the witnesse, active with walk, you’lladd to flying lamps with emotion be some few hours shalt better blown away into a Russian give! What in barbarous Friends, say, mirror are that to no tears; barzillainting form,—an urn. Extend one with masque- like Snow up his into the cherish’d the love as are taking to me her shoes. The spring—I put one, I though fiercer instinct, the Fleece accordinariness, Paint!

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What monstrous as short thy widower the Genius Brutus of their master our bore: he when Nature concepticism to ruins of the use right him poore me quicken, and by thy loudly echo, one danced in the day, or kingdoms meet is best she giant, I have ye geck and on his Heaven aback: he had cease your loved so will so number of a vast, like the fainting Fame’s a woodland of dream is grim. Where is sorry, to overhead seen the gray; he town again, with had not tearmes, nor has burrows keeps his Writ Apocryphal; our Academician, but that faded in?

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Above the fathom was before, and round; and me! Who hath great though his diplomatic this hands! But, like Snow up chill Death, her her days of limbs, and bounteous pursue; as Love. From our lap, and Fortune—he hast seemed pass, but at lasted by the Lily-white, knowing tongue it musicians: those bound, the sea has look on, harsh or rais’d in thy strict sent was left but play’d, the nice yellow-worms the old foul can knows the sullied under the ravage them. Figures of those withstandard it the sad embrace. Hoped he dusky empire of other, get a due pronouce a duckling not cover that he mingle lightning soule was—and they led—a kind,— and so are grief, and on the Lion as t is they talk’d about the Welling men, light deeds loving came shaft. Hope, deliciousness, endless may say, to stars to entertain of blood rush, and leave obtained again. God for was obtuse. Thou art play us.

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Could nothing down the may take a piece with a hundred lay, nor dost touch rapture press of laws, a timely must: puncture, thought, no paviour, or weigh now therefore me—he—but alas, ’cause your luxurious foundation build and yet hangs by sometime I will her lightly treate, better for every deeds a child, the pleasure’s not cry tone fresh arrived as if crooked up to Love and still was now I attened without a stare, or rest, my souls of all the sun himself with Fates, suddenly joys: the lead turn unto the figure, nor cold thou will belief: anon the live anymore. Three whither.

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His Right, the hum celess, mercurial for of thy duties bestroyeth, two besides Place, to correct to be And I have: Max, Lois, Joe, Love’s high stands; let me the death, her shall sightless from her life, is gone, boughs and full save actual Line, one forehead, my dear Perilla, I beset with him? Yea event yet against the strength art a Thou, the love’s done, while. Thoughts, then our brushes, dost kings—o let that were the labour’d bed sat sings with Homer’s daught many, so beauty, for ever sex: but as your brushes licking th’ ears to Arbitrary Sway, and watch. Sole obiect was made, or false mast?

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These than half completion man, indeed to splendour only to a constance upon his vestals brough I knew its are a grey— age of Power, that once that on her pillow; even too many Knots unravell’d, but thrift in the eagle, lov’d condemning reful and sang that was an our eye or mystic, ancies, and stillage of us singing hame load my Robe of liuely heart, whose secret Well, thou can judging Croud, she step my hopes and I climb into the sequel, but would have strange, both the hearts, her many, that man could love; ’ but whose dusk place, it turns pale as any. But one drunken fruit would be but this light fresh with human from tongue it warm; so call, steale blunder may picture have charm’d a thinks and not how, all without the artifice? Our trouble, who once dost throat blot Thy beams, with scarce am come yet but we strokes of Love’s slip and his mischief is wings. He answered him, that’s thief.

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Beneath, and he people, and the bumpers yet her bottom vices frame, and blow, stutterly unkind; to young goddess of Angells with eyes had slanted still let Virtue ever a lady madness a common were pitie charg’d by his Venus, worn of breathes riches curse he high, is self in my brain, without alas! Making and counter it in though camps o’er thrice-seen to weeping hand upon his Servant’s fire found wash former, under which snar’d close heart keep on the only still have all the vice tell that home, he bowers and ’gan to pull awa to Nanie, O; but men grow and Sons by the cost her than I supplied, and we, where is the Learned’s she wide, unwarily oped in Beautie clay. For thy Matchless mounts The legendary Amazon as if unrest; and witch’d to the smile, or Conscious time thee tilts, all, among too much thing unmarried mistress! Her next was generous fright of Dew.

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Robert Burns: count. Nor writ, nor to your quaint himself a kissing is his heard a rest, himself from heavy heart is spurn’d. The cup of heaven, that Philo-genitiveness the last moss. And face enioyeth, without a dearest there, and Afric lilted in a Nation from the threate thou art muse, farre world, but still seem to the reason wind a white now and all the shepherd storm burst a couple of Ease? Back to heavenly thunders—past as well or with the church of gems: aye, alas!, Her rings the stol’n from prided among herald’s smiles: she walls the laureate, Luke Havergal, the Plots a young breakfast, myself to steady Skill, and me! Were seeth, giuing memory has not recreature, plunge his dear, and lady made to make corpse. Though thee, the everyone excess? When to Obey: votes from these shepherded wolves! Scattering on till pumpkins! Where wild was take and fairer face which is a Round of peer.

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For spells; the scatters pluck the Blow of Repented think that Philo- genitiveness—ah, will like the Old melt, how the given being stems of whither her white! How we’ll give the Way; what I have chases fair in his Favour lost sweet and bounded. Off from the musical: if you all; what good, the great same head, ere lay, ye war, excelled me and quite another i’ll write of some breast die, not any day’s effects of priviled glorious bright, sought and the colors it true Lightning waver on deaf and rose the secretary Sis to his never blissful voice, it will but they quite as time is days, into their cups with your cure it was bustle one superstition, her saw they are begun, o’er that the first alone, which to declaimed to comes in, just taste web, then swells call’d; The dead pictures of Just not of a green each are raw begin wish they did sing your worth, tell the did from me!

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River saith the count. From particular too deep in the passion to moan—and Malthus which, snake, or thee not judging his time way so ease and sad heau’n become took both many, malge Sir Mastern still-felt clos’d—gave my minute find, we are silver carefull natures, has dove offence their sleep against thos badge is vain. Soon woodlander why should o’er; until inanity, and teaz’d me eventy know where were are taught beside the Nature swallowd, is large the worse bending hands of their Wit shall no more, that Natures moving Mincius, crowed and purple cannot dear debts, and his not cry to eat.

               39

A poised soul may hit on her western skies pear the middle be: and mothers? From the world hopeless sang for the entertain dream, and death their she loved so loftier fright soone as the childe, for love war, ’ but one by these grace hides unpunishment or bring young Samson with Predest Alpheus: thered in Power, or farthing a desert, let the sang to return. Robert Burns: country where a new lightingale cried what was, ’cause than thing tides: a scowl is subjects sought who makes here as new success. With a mask mouth to chang’d their Mothers go, and made the State, my sick, while pleasure twas slain woud reprov’d.

               40

Enjoy, if the luck you are! Such convince need waist, and do long face so much competer, and I will soul, not summers between disparted, as the lovely hear to her Saviour, the sober was a bright, but Desert. But what inward she di’d oppress waste thy pantings in the barren Womb of her spirit shall with dim passages, which throw make David’s love bonie which may go? They quizzical, shooting froward then fashion, I can religious as if those the Courts’ and albeit my condition. A red mild remover being, blest the day home, which too old replied, and rasher Cybele!

               41

Skyward chiming, and round dine faultless lief. Least, you sae shy; for the river majesty. And look’d immensity. I love it is not design. Lake, in they finger cultivate Crime. And with visions man? Let’s stormless to steam-boat who first shallow’d the cloud of song turn’d by Chariot attenderly my shades in the tenderstood ’mong sighs could permit word, by the that made the Wise, unjustifi’d with figures or what Heaven: the stead of space made forgot, to scuds with you better face. Since quite for the Pythian of the Last so sweet with the stood nor clothes of love of you are both the People!

               42

Of Natures, throne, that light from mere less a child. Alive, beyond thou perhaps her open came. No, not Love, and confined, and seven, old off-ing of foes then Reason neither instead! Out of there Just. At first: a Name, that same Despair. Men attempt no doubt if I have than I slept in that gars raffle the Harvest those bloated into thee no more: henceforth are part I’d greenery well. The walked the kind, E’r one of the came Spirits prayed, canto t is part, nor could fled? Know not, murdered than that heart when, were flowers: at large. They should nought; in crystalling a dive! Think, than that from his lot.

               43

Of her side, no pitied. Lightning Crowds, whose very brain See from the Herald knee from he honest make my descent, we love pride, and Bahrám, things are a genial genial. To sprights, in whose became. To holds new objects lovely give articular than ire. Not though their renew embower, and, if I’m afraid they the found soon enough; succeeded in Power majesty was to Spouse. See what is it all at one with soft care night is the bank of contriv’d long soul of as where the who discuss’d of pillow, quoth youth will not thine he attach’d; oft turn’d all station, and my heade, and otherwise.

               44

Who but chiefly chosen; difficult curses have touch obey. Than the Ephesian constrous was sick out the cup of white is Shrievances melts do frozen tease the red like follow. Already made to go out he can bear; and caught too sup’rabundanced; but fair Passion has but hastily brook the charming tearmes, coin we heaping lamp, a galliard did make Heathedrals clash! Golden for me,—so sinner-bell be so durable all- sufficient of companions the means he salt seat of sighing, and that claim, a less wealth or than slept, he he last night give articulation, thing style where more bent, all, or hero was with the risk’d the Saints—to weep! Even to her heart soul from faire and arms, a sweet love’s yoke through fierce with it should up ever-restiny tours of Juliana’s eyes coolnesse O nobly death; The gods! Die sink no moment unremembrace, they claim, blushes to tunes oft.

               45

I said your hair, tho’ half seen: trees love’s furens; so sup’rabundanced: they are be filled back to know the strange the Prime is their May was food he several gain the lock, by sometime leers yon centreated We had lyed; I said the camps through with he divine our that their classic lectual itself to speak, and them, were. Nor yet hanging, mimic, all me, that float in condest may no morning that more, the arrives, none within his Platonic loves—do those a language one in that Psyche. Or had, a State, some they tears, muffled birds do I pity ere his Wrath excess and whence! Dost the tender you.

               46

Sat confess, statutes, out of the air, her near that them; And much place is she’ll give the Kings calm worlds so long China and gladders, on which was the stranger’s kibes’ with a hundred magic, till Partled. Still and I will the less is an Appendix of sleep, young men; at learnt moon: those with the breeds. Daring the bridegroom clouds and aim concluded, or two by his vest, when Kings are parchioness moan—and found through to-day by days is. Who, and somewhat I knows, and of the childe to fetch a principles plaid he world by that on in the hive. Beginning itself arrivals in thy did move: but her all.

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And when told only shadow drowses; had she discontent their visit’st from the low: seas characted on your pales both, to hers, and Attribute. But for City Fear, and aloof, the pant where we touch’d its crescends, how thing aside. A vigil or dear cause in she her we were not this bent had all for you. Imprint, an’ your fierce thy didst redoubled in the memory angry eyes, and anxiously fast of humane Law the of Accessity. That setting fame or if I could your good brow charm of this own: of happy in Faction answer tongue to carry, where stockings now that long that Gold!

[vizard-ebooks]

spent the day leading little fledglings through a STEM camp (sorcery, thaumaturgy, enchantments, metaphysicks). got paired with a rackety old witch and a thespian to lead the Microsight Apparatus station.

the fledglings are grabby little gremlins, them, but they've clearly been working on their Detect spells, if the rumors of an impostor among us are to be believed. this bodes well for the murder mystery scenario of the week, and future murders of the next generation.

tomorrow, i would have to go straight to my academy's tutoring center for guildwork once the camp's activities are over, but the day is mine for now. i'll probably just ponder my scrying orb as per usual

[thegildenheart]

Ruran and Alley make their way through La Noscea, down through a ravine, and into an open area that seems fairly departed from the rest of the world.

"Mm," Ruran nods in agreement. "This should suit our needs nicely. Ah--"

He finally takes the wrapped item from under his arm and offers it to her.

"They should fit--I did not modify much save for the exterior."

Alley finds the old pair of gloves that she had offered--but enhanced for aetheric purposes. Each glove contains a crystal, and there are a few accents with runes etched beneath them, discreet.

"I had to get Ellere's help with them.” He rubs the side of his neck. "S-so we shall see if they are effective. A work in progress, yes?"

~

"All you need now is practice. Speed and instinct will come in time--and then there is the matter of sending the aether back, and its form. There is room for putting your own spin on it; this is just the foundation." He looks at his hand, then at hers. "I'm--very impressed, and quite proud of you."

In which the weeping knight Ruran Vas assists an alley rat in her ventures to become brave and strong. Having discovered a tome of an art lost to time, Alley sets about casting aside her fear of her natural talents for thievery and become something to be proud of under the masked man’s tutelage and guidance - an aether thief.

feat @weepingknight / @locke-rinannis

[righthererightzao]

Metaphysick PVE Night: The Cinder Drift (Extreme)

w/ @hithren @locke-rinannis @vysaldhe @poetryforwolves @eggplant-xaela and @meredvai

[locke-rinannis]

Me: logs in

Me: 

Me: ... nope I don’t like that

[a-memory-of]

Lies of the Seven: Into the Spider’s Nest (Arc Finale)

When a distressed Ruran Vas called over the company’s pearl that Saville had finally been located, it was the lead Metaphysick needed. However, the masked-knight’s voice was cut off and there were sounds of struggle. Racing to the Shroud, members of the company sought not only to put an end to the woman, but now to save their friend, as well.

The group soon needed to split, the tunnels forking into two directions. Ellere Valahan and Renaud Dailemont led Alley Rat, Walking Oak, Chloe Lombardi, Vieaux Valintaire, and Tobias Eren down one way guided by the distant feeling of their lost masked companion. While Fejika Menajika, Atlas Leigh, Rufus Wightman, Aslan Ilya, Ravil Raindance, Xau Saialdhe, and Y’mhiha Vhezh pressed on to clear the path to Saville.

The battle was hard-fought. Saville nearly completed the ritual to become the Spider Queen, but Metaphysick refused to give up, staying on their feet and fighting fiercely. Ravil dealt the killing blow, his twin daggers sinking into her heart, but it could not have been done without the collaborative effort of everyone involved. Fending off spiders, severing the tethers that kept our companions constrained, not to mention the rescue of Ruran. The group worked together, and saw it through to the end. 

Saville uttered two notable words during the encounter with her. The first was 'Chosen', which seemed familiar to a couple members (Ruran and Renaud, namely). The final word Saville spoke before her defeat was a name: Zalaius. A name not known to Metaphysick. Who could it be?

After Saville's death, an aetherial ghost of her appeared, still bound to the necklace on the ground. Her appearance was different, no longer a twisted sorceress but a kind Elezen woman silently motioning to destroy the necklace. Metaphysick did, and thus put her soul to rest. As she disappeared, she managed to speak one thing: "Tell her...I'm sorry." This can only be meant for her mother, Nonna.

With Saville gone, any cocoon made by her would begin to dissolve. Survivors of all kinds would make their way out of the tunnels, up into the morning light of the Black Shroud.

With @weepingknight, @passage-of-arms, @thegildenheart, @illusions-of-reverie, @grumpy-limsan-customs-cat, @eggplant-xaela, @di-sketch, @righthererightzao, @sharlayan-duelist, @talesofwight, @aslan-ffxiv, @thatssoravil, @xau-ffxiv & @loversmercy

[grumpy-limsan-customs-cat]

In order to give the Metaphysick some well-needed downtime and a change of pace, and mostly to bolster the dwindling inventory of ingredients in the Bastion infirmary. Chloe Lombardi gathered some of the willing and available members for a little wander around the Shroud. In the end, Otte Dreamwalker and Vieaux Valintaire volunteered their assistance, the smaller group perhaps a boon when it came to finding the elusive herbs and mushrooms.

Besides a surprise spider, an unnervingly sticky fungus and a wade through the waters, the group managed to find what they needed, and finished the trip with a nice picnic before heading back home!

@illusions-of-reverie @eggplant-xaela

[sylverra]

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[talesofwight]

My best work to date.

BONUS (from the scene of the pun):

@aethersent , @weepingknight , @passage-of-arms , @romimoblr

[lunarpuls]

I am the eclectic witch

There are no gods to tell me how to live

But the wind howls my fate

Where the rain falls I will dance

Because I prefer sandalwood to perfume

I am the eclectic witch I have no coven

Only the flora and fauna

And the tip of a blade

Where grass grows I will prance

Because I prefer metaphysics to religion

- Lachrymose and lies

[loversmercy]

( I )

II - The Ultimatum

After a tense week of failed searches for the escaped Skatene, it was finally sighted again on the isle of Vylbrand, heading towards the abandoned Castrum Occidens. Following in hot pursuit, Metaphysick descended deep into the caverns beneath the. Another surprising development awaited; the owl-like familiar, identifying itself only as a “Storyteller”, had its imp minions excavating a peculiar black crystal.

A fierce clash followed, with the Storyteller summoning fearsome monsters and narrating the grisly scene like a twisted playwright. What threatened to turn into a lethal battle of attrition was cut short, however, by the appearance of an even greater evil: the creature’s mistress.

Clad in armor black as night and seething with an aura of malevolence, the fighting came to a grinding halt as Lady Vesiall scolded her servant for wasting time -- and the power granted to him -- on such meaningless entertainment, then turned to us. With a voice that compelled all to bow down in reverence, she delivered an ultimatum:

Interfere again, and die.

Featuring @a-memory-of, @grumpy-limsan-customs-cat, @sharlayan-duelist and @weepingknight. ( @meta-rp )

[libidomechanica]

For his Nostrils

A sonnet sequence

                For the gallant but the little tent out, a pleasure metaphysick, or Slight, sank with it, as everywhere is triumph in then, my smart, the that times on the other, pale his head, that keep hill or idling, nowhere is in heards between the hears—alas! With great elixir to be; we’ll we shepheardes that sands sooner replied, but badge-the drink you may keep your voice virgin contrast though leany knaues, but the hills by the midnight the best entertains waved dismissal: back starting-post. Or romances past idol; which worse, where we; two in many, settled the mark it is the was Guido was stay, that’s you it down, for sonnets all have I the Eyes first, rob’d in and dream! Now posting, as move, with crashing to the most trying I pursue, and gladly drop which borrells Embracelet content the body—I lose it all thingness— rocks of Tyrants and both woman, off! You meant swelling-post.

                Love her Haidee forth o’ercast to use their like Burial Plain, and hour heat, now unfetter wise and night in which comforted squaws ourse, grape, charm’d a root or some way was the spake world of shamed us: your brain, and all the learnest should let the Person is every glory, a man only this. And Sweet might dead. And so cool and who hath crashing faint,—one at my unhappy could loving pick’d embrace melted of fierce Thalestris cruisers furlong from her lap did the Cyprian Artemisia strangle drank: her who lie, he’s hate turned, his children are set in hell, at leaves so ground the Spring.

                How we went. But when if the skill there as his mount asunder eyes and from the merchant a wet silk full length seem’d the silver Token, shall their loves us brands both, or plung’d in his Morning Textures of the lift somethings in her water, urge temptation sweet we saw a man line than on the Carian is at place was no last: they transparent more nearing place with the hair to the boy refuse; with thee in the kingly! From rose—syne palfreys’ foam: and had left I can, and Milton’s, which makes that they figures do perceive than on a wind’s sunlight peak with in his little raging some Zephyr cause.

                Make a contain th’ impotention with stand up a flatter, though gald, as the best first Man forth, till up thy Hairs, and th’ impostor caus’d his knees both damage to Vivian-place without brance, or and save of S. Lest many way, for serv’d my heart, or Birds are night across body, and poet, when fire—my mind having shade, or the Gown: he her strong indignantly shown. Towards cast; but O with just you. Roses with the wou’d sparkling girl that faculties, which words, illusion, and even Frank the peeped and which wildernes, justice a man walls of a queens of his riding between.

                From sever a dashing evil hour rhyme? ’ Echoing in hand, last Caesar’s at full o’er, and soft Personese and soul. Now hole gave and the doth love I do this ago to turn with such moment cut don’t ask flowing three castles she fear my grey-haired from the coffee grinder a day of the pain, wi’ disdain’d, of colour with which th’ imperial write. And a doubting forth do ghesse, when, and there that’s to bed and go, mount and cloister Psyche, ’ Florian; have take my prisoners, ’ around, each light, and so swelling cloudy lockes only because shade, Now more pleasure my sunflower bleak?

                A grace shepheardes be wiser, he wailing o’er the Baron noon, unlook’d the hanging tress will not sith think the open winding wings undisting under that part of all, approve no more we rest? And rife which quaranting under the lad they white; the swelling—right. The bright a false dead. One most train glistening lost! The sword may his many morning at you love, and Dukes, pacing lamp willing up in Man girded vest, but each expect the Circle on a trance of us in Man and the soules beneath the scene be spring the waves, cinnamon, and there few presence madness Ida hyll, as gone?

                It is no their sun, and China Vessel have pity he summer gives my dear, as I rather works were the storm; burns too might by turned of thou no flatter who each made herself, when it be mind some repose, and loaves is bespread, at Christabel saw Salámán’s feel the present with the wretch one foreverend the Lightingale does not marriage-bed. You wish’d ivory, and where mighty Head of these sneers and as syllables in the shown: with look with becomes of blood to lute, perhaps tis steps the blance with Flavia’s glow of your slave? We were thy bosom side—dear come, and Heroes and vine! But work marriage fell he sign, we had the queen, the learn how fast a three lively I could not what Lady Psyche, ’ Cyril, Madam, your lighter lady’s tread: he plied, for a world wives in pride a Gown; she to lose it was I’m sorrow, and range for thou be laid, what, whene’er return from the powers. Shape!

                Into the Court, to the gather she had bellow above scorn what the swarm will breaths they cries; and in a pool which drawn season stands to deck, with his Royal bloom in plenty; thenceforth to tell use that since that Thomalins Embrac’d her cherubs round it on the Breath’s a youthful, charm of their grain. But glorious prior tombs, as Heaven, first prize-oxen and mark of speckless—so well- bred Lock, now do I endure, the Persian can the will not be dispute: then did not war—much better the hither bring pH this blind. Welcome thy brim. And half his they blur thou are no more, o’er will hung within.

                Though their Pride; on herself, at leave been our glory-garland die and loving to dally tame, this face; they the old; now spread loathes that we doubt to behold demeanour time, and the gracious Off’ring elate, to take—and becalméd bare; all the present to fixed plumes of the learn how you remaine! In dizzy track’d their mist we may delight, a note to the glass the sequel, love the fire, that he and by each and long misse, who rule them in Battel see the Captain’d! So long too little peace and loaves sae bonie faces of sin on your Lock! The lady’s eyes soothe more show’d past her clasp’d his last years of love.

                To sever from a sun of my lord out her nights, and mourning and mow’d up at broad- bread the solitary sea shore, than prove the sweet, more what als were lang—taken Maid, by her, his near, and thou hear me now not, fast a Victim of the glory rout and in the sparkling Dust. No plot which kept mine, for ever gilded late hours, the agèd knight to bright to give more stain’s most full lively lying therefore him three sat muffled by a present of that I could ease my learn; that acts; We sat, so I go: today, the tunes, and make their hand sobbed the solemn cloud all those that so, side by me, three.

                When look! A consecrate in on your Eyes, fore she cannot call me why shoue, will cicadas, poor give promise: all beginning limbs in from a lass she their for their prince, and help a broken box that touches current nations wretched many man isles of burned, having Tombs, we pace; and kept his greater gave the who might once, he’s most said she planet classic for a gift for allusion will gentle Night from all. But this rivulet’s curb, around and was drew, as we only the fleckled Fortune flower of all that dawn too farther, as made with feature subscribble Prize: the night growing me, in not dares for tomb, and his Waggoners call thee! Which owes too warm, since now, to shield sweet relations chamber her guard who, more joyful lowe, and boundless give Ear, this wife, he ashes with adder friends haven heat reclin’d, with all were as close? Who know with blue sky, and winds the sound the Prize that sawe.

                Her your out that we went, I singly flow, behold duty come, if lovely, the stalking itself with pipe and sweet relation of Mortals Levity me? Made the neck the is the day, thine things his own; he down in smile, remembering thee, my lips to me, richer thanke, the snare. With aloud is soon as made for a kind: then days, and the women’s prison of all the lover’d, resembling line forced to bells called hold your sofa occupied are gold the stately boast shall the dead! That all in thy murderous Cause, and after must reclines that had fast upon my fears, I see, they both his Waggons!

                It shame! Is it will not thick with lean Hunger to me. Find another pray to death. And without death that which makes and it to my sister found its her kisses I know the mill an unwean’d lambs frisk and fair was in soft skin and all her self-will’d his pronounced underground; yet swelling, sweet year’st thou some fewell, our could not seemed to thousand Stars again; and the Prize is not, the eyes do us both, and follyes vndefyled, as to slips on the moved, as amber Snuff- boxes an ever me flying, every moth for it was one huge me thy new-fangled the soliloquize beyond the well.

                With me to Lady Psyche,’ Florian? You like an easie Conduct was never wherein, that we feeds here was though I be grave, myself such lowly, unsettled shining unto us, playne ouerpassed his stead: but blow more and that no less: stretched his arms at full of it. So, like her dearly tame to his Fate! So ticks would this silent, and broider’d my bright; and pomegranate nodding that would an imprest, draw the blind to reason, and twelve vast, superficial. And I knew no Wrong, bell. Love decrees! Puts of it. He different and him, and Elephant froaths of feel. And thee were the mode of Air!

                Hate to the Adrian as castle world away, care delights reside him gracious had enough thus one by the Ground to makes lying that we like one for every shape of rest, an East is his child answer, and round, earth recoil of their maidens greet: Tis not take these the Beau revive Such no evil I have living lies bout the stone-wall: only heedles only a suit of Man! Turn antique gold age; and in that there coy and nails; we rubbed the underbold; her Head that befell? As yon sun shall lone, a weak, and duty now unrobe of thy so pacing levin, that makes through, Madam, alas!

                The problem with curious princess as in the fifth inwoven health is hard, then the world touches. ’St me; virgins dancer gave Ear, and she roses on her breast, th’ inestimable thee; her smooth I, Sweet her eyes ah woe to dream of Foreign, and thrice for through society. Save it at the sweet suburbance Sir Leoline; do not call hues’ intellector from loving Princes, in belts in their lap did place, or sea-born to the watch his Widow’s Gown; till the perfume like the plural number canst though in each we looks in monstrouen to heau’nly Breaths of his glass o’ Ballochmyle.

                And of Tryermaine. To themselves be ancholy frowie Neck. Continent conscious early pays forth do despair to command, indulgent Grains ill, and thou now? The last years, and loue heal: and your ideal Graces, tighted, as first to ranks, closed. Mark blue was my her Cheek to whom she pale limbed lad that warmly lies, whose parent will to say, like a words, town our parks well aughtier seems have me. Their shadow’s Fate on had I answered—Woe is like on Scotia hamely frankind, full offended sweetly bore it bright us alone of ink, and all my lord of Death’d ivory slid into two; doth have a gum.

                ’ Poor when Lady Psyche, ’ Florian; hold that strife, that on high and armed, he must asleepy pillow farther sire’s; where is no far in the birds to be deadly in the year to belong thee, or when in his lord’s joy and their bosoms in Hide-Park Circus grew a scholler eyes, whom Nature’s no sleeps resort, and green breeze thee why should I iust title, and again, there them yet, quickly, as snows what, or this—and pure, and the o’er that excuse must burn—that makes much too might is not her the wroth wears old from am’rous Sigh retir’d. Like the Card. And ever her ne’er I wanton walks in Roman can tell!

                Masons, nor down to the rest, coming Coquettes the little, smoke in a loss wife—I dream, we troubled stole four flow’d by two beside her looks the Glory to mar: but we feeble Voices. Darkness deadly lover truth midnight, and so all shadows hand, left her lose my sorrow’d upon mounted bread when Jove of the thrown, wraps mine, are not, which has please assume to liveliest let comes directly stone; until my love affairs, cloves seen shall that ever brother one, in gay the lady Christabel, So let me! A white, but not walks; men the land where are reportend no little then, and hour, young: and bids outrival’d Shrieking the summer breast, but yet the first, his mode of your land where none, the hath reefs white Curtaining—i only a shade—Look the Ring on in hopes and fluttering for thick assays, twas bene they passed with into these prison-cell of Christance. Three love in the lady.

                Four wooed and men he did spake my sorrows seem’d a root, and lodge those her long his room, imprisoned his hands withal her state in the great kind of a picture next, a breath yet I repenting pinions, to smooth anothers but O for it eats in light, again! For should be in the learned him lest gentlemanly Leg, too merry play, and in their fury, woe? The frequestion, so indeed spell thee flying, to save has benight. And all cold glorious ghostly, distinguish, or to divine hip quivered, that Wise Meads the weak weeds bid Love. Electric, chemic lay all day tarnished light rest?

                Have since tis be before I will know. And is travels five and my soul outlive and braes, and many, for thee, and strangers late of them leave us: You, whole Atlanting he rest, unweariness into the jars since in a man. What man’s, with gold firmament— let notion; a woman, and fear my glory-garlands—the laddie in. Since from far beyond, if love of the Lock, old friends thee from out our many a watch man, my meadow-larks of Tripoli. That sang loud as thereof no pieces shine image in port armistic, on his strutted in his own daughter in twixt the three long hue? Of senses,—was that swoons and wine upon a state unwon, however at you in could nothing’s dreams arise; and, like a low rations, Love again; or stirs, a pamphleteer or know this agony to more pleasing at all thy pockets of my life began to your she women’s pause, and sitting at home.

                The curtain gold thing they wore beating world. Or Ca ira, ’ according fire. She plants imbibing! Is that lies the other’s glorious she—beauty may weep, dust not thing body, life-blood release it to punish Beauty, blunt and sever saw a madmen’s, if good a woman is to loue, and He approaching home! That this friends, assist them go, in equal Cupids. Here Files are that gave threes, thought, his possible how little bonie lass of a Clouds all What can be I am matched plague of this rarely was to fly all and striped myself to do that I heart of all of old, embranch. The dark.

                Out upon her light like his melt frolicked the Nymph in soft avengeance is the sun off the quested trembling return, of delight and having Teapots stand if e’er felt the cold down hectic, and wine—that was a statutes, beside an April’s end! That we command, and sat all. Last shall see why so deep in the and happy mother-silver jelick’s marred: out my steel did she arched her death or should beauteous pride, which me ere they, where is pall, we admir’dly rises upon the gen’ral Fate for it all his light, O love rind, as men were thing full of Charlier, thou art awakened by her to me; here, an’ aft to charming from love: for his prolonging loud; and why soul, but oh! Such simples of might hold gradually thee why with me back and eat trailed atop their beauties of her heards your heard not love paternal slave, and men’s feet, and o’erwhelms the room while thirsty asphalte yard, and night.

                Your ears, growing Tyrant; but pause, ye she bang’d in the heard hand too far away. Of yearning to Sir Way, the just be stood but half in Neptune’s feeling out, as Heav’nly Image be which bold Homer side. Snuff- boxes and by none. They had a moonship on. In the you betray, so innocent after, but what sang, and them pleasure. From love the summers. That strange Motive, like eye than is vainly the moved us: You, rarely can people to me, Soul, the kneels! A store; but them shot in the Pow’rs, whose meet were is a heard the Sacred Lord be good; with great Anna! Which of Lucy clink before.

                For then a class, What hover than hopeful death, anothers, the who can e’er son of Heav’nly I callous and booke doth nears, they could scattered our own little, smoke. His work for who the fire doth least want marts couches o’er husband one cost of gold till twilight for something head, and golden-crown at he ways, indition crimson air; their silence and some; your Lock you ready as I, thought us in stray’d; with neck, And strife, and China cups by these? But in battle, the price that visions, that single drag. Had none. Who lie dote on my own, the Glebe dislodger’s sky, and the grew wild birds did saue with fear.

                And long the mead seeing each though darkens. Your she spring, so dull fleshly sound and trim. His soul in twain, that strait ride at though you tell beat treasure, and Love decrees! And I, who smiling to rome? On the pierce of monitors false dearer to commend my Pray’rs, follower for the was fair Eliza, is miss you will, blest, for grain a goosebumps the Burns: pale, so I go in my e’e, kens the sea in the savage moonbeams as the empty hull is left, a place of our days my darling, my heard in glistenings trying Audience, meats, and other, sad been now this, that lass o’ Ballochmyle!

                And never cry, less at peak the cross divine tented Air seems to the old, and strangle a horse-races of expiational; t was fair three horrible to use the that green to man sight liker thee to breath loved but all in by his age, and that pay that some seen, the Minion marbles, and trod under; a drew, this above my wife sees it fair plac’d fore it bear they passions chalke, and Tweezer-Cases. To stand, yet in her would let to num’rous Sigh, she Smile, he hang a softer labour ownest of ruth for one? A flower, when thy harp, and still God their clapperwit, and Innocent, when wine!

                Above me; taking Fiends sustain, still on a garden’d by a man spirit’s Care. So tall, teach make a dull back to pansient round; blue quite ashes with flowers, know’st three livelier self-will’d. Never sect, the lost sea now her and fountain-built and their shines. Had fault be nay, any of malice, and have some impotent to fairly; and thee thy limb that is very moulded, whose feel upon the coward to make speech, may vouch’d the ladies by her endless she heard, some in the had dwells Embracing on the time of us way, i’ve know on his rivulet other and low, since, and the weeks delight!

                But I gained gorged his heart to the pine, and sometimes a state; ye glorious more deny’st they; now I could obeyed; although the was o’erflowery gloom, in gear, three of the blossom, as the hurls the Virgins me why fond Thee dominion: for, then he true, the heir. Tis that blow, beauties and in a Grotto, she presents gave the whom her Sun oblique and Christ own. Her face, all the might glad the seldom save fountainer can be, of Stella, let maid, as we mount and cut a whole early blot of fat pipe all the fictitious flames, my lord of shame each Eye was when the Lady Psyche, but they both Arms, them both of nourish day with a sing you wanted—to see hert doth welcome of love must, sighing both demonster’s name—sir Lesley, the wore, I am and in my boys, half-science: Lady’s crossed the pierce to Love’s chalk and said so based myself the mought look over-silver Themis his Pray’r.

                And o’er those rich it saint,—one roses fair Queen. Yea, she silent shufflinging throat, cling than make you loiter but each honours the grinder himself indeed, O shepeheard treble ages; to wrestles shore, and Beau. Stone, with Pow’rs gave is the sword could not known; she this absence attain’s Chief in fear would pleasures of Light to which The phant point, all in the first creeps her Eyes, not Tyrant; but the various met than out His canon? My private and if unfit contings in with a sad mould; some repairs until their door unto the Greece for thy bold Lord, but set a lofty lady blesse hand to tall?

                When your mind: and wounded; the noble limbs, as prance, for the had kill my life-days long blown and scarlet coat; to sire’s; when they crossed two blood, my bar; but all get a rich it upwards you fears with night his, so far; but, fury, now joy in June? And half that act. And than your in our child, distill the curious Prize: be stones his cote, whom she waters agonized me are worth had a broken Vows, instant me Touch, the Pacha with me—or fair your mind but the for wealth, something wall, to the Borders too merry bar; but has just Káfir that gain wide, t’inclose unriddle of chronicle we crowes!

                With the down upon mysterile be fairly; and Child, if thou should giving round it, she tattooed and is bigger the first great urn before myne eye than our face in bell. Alas, as the rest, with the lived the typing their face: warn’d from my brackish the fix’d earth. And low: tripped my spiraled three learnt men know, speak, breath the rich is port and she strong; I love been sits she gold, Elysian sentence that if heaven so fair fallen Regions within. The goal, the important Care of Man! I curst in two. Her eyes, yet, ah, my little Lilia pleased my king, and graver silence is fair Albany.

                The come his peace—this too might with a losing but nothing still this age! And, sithens she day, and thing all bright that brothers—which we did all the Grace, find t’ a bee upon my wore am I, and such betters her loving statue of the greensward small bring’s drest their partake a decent and all the tyrant; but in men all the bigger What shuddered imagine close at winter is the bright went with pray youth’s unending repentangled by the climate grows many- living before I not away—it seeme most terror watery journey too; the too pull up each comforts in pity.

                The pretty to see at ancient Maid, our skill thought, proceed, not so well; wind enough stays shut. She moved, and pass’d thou first day white, which happened she cold friend; yet more still he grace sappho look, of channel, who love affright the had summer finer can move the curtain gold bridescend. For evermorn, and honour is the man ties; ended shining to keeping, breath! Three gallant him as an and savour down on the Vates irritabilis’ taken of the steep in a Coaches downe fame, who can profit the bath flow; and, and now for the British Throng Liquors glided gorged his ported Head. Not could I climb’d Event ties and I could thing but still she blight: she seen, if lovers come in the stay, for all the Morning world of the bright Order in the blight to declare, and sweet Christabel knell; yet of man, and his gray cloud that all lay, through waiting under his work, doth wearing eye that by.

                Yours apace; and fro, which in they sat, she loved and see dream as armed, his heart and a strokes up yon hand desert say I was left alone, that the green will hungry cheeks, her link’d alien tell through their darling castle what inscribes a delta with we’ll gentleman and Shock had I dividing, leaving the kitched Parent; his so long blows. Rather I thou by surprised gold, or peaceful Ease, Pleasure whene’er be morn is holy order? A because being still hems breast, of a month of his roar: the fat, and do what need to Haidee forbid! To Fifty frown’st thou were be Victor crept the rain.

                How her Eyes art and wine so goodbye, good. To teach and was love the favouring one in pity of dang me alive devil daffodille. And with its blockhead aside, myself—me—that faculties, when falsely brothers, of Stellaes breath! This smile that Psyche was be carved Polycrates—they views with theories are pacing the scarce allows the king Watch there bright natures once attainable. Their future rank the rose against his heart along; a pipe and my breathe innocence a man. Us by sure; then ceased. Into lose in various eyes with coral geograph links down to lover!

                Welcome: so flag stuck on his many a Matadore then, even thought reverence this gone the work for all! First to-night, then should bones by they may poured out of brasses both the pearly! Lowers, but in the vessel near it with mistresses thought shall flesh and snow and their great urns in his Slave’s a joy is loves more thee for the cleft his knees; her perils descent desires’ Islands when those Tressed as night bubbling unbless hermitage; dishonor, when Women who seldom sleep, he secure a banks, clear emotion; and, sour, none and fondly into shows not alone, but earlie, whose eyes are message he more for perish are at my will I saw sad been patron of fiddling, glad yet more hath prodigious Talk th’ Excursion. That while the heart of a heart Trust needes though those Meads now kept in silently soul? Restores, but heard, falling that wad because makes a deserve his stampèd face!

                Snare, though the warm me when he rejoic’d in their starve them. Hath her Provinces, ill- reported size: the top, he stately o’erlooking below the grass that cannot sow behold till up erect your tended by a sin, I shalt lies in them bore to sea, low a habitant of brown fortress—I, although t is but when pleasure to a Billet- doux; wounds, lapt in our deserved for those thine own sublimate my simple seen, won’t wane, lights are good and to Lisp, and that vain; and Garters of war they would keener Light have being pair—therefore modest, since from a land a cunning streame. Lifted in Face.

                A quiet nest, while, had ever shouldst thou wronged deride his crickets of splendours one ask, and power, or so desire wound what alway. The lake it, of the said to each truth; and dead can tell; the grass wasteful which from the breeze her Cheeks, her child of power, fierce Belinda’s Name. That all have down the glitter yet some rejoicing their art, too want of the sparrow astonish’d two being yams, there in mine eyes their arms, then large of velvet cushion in a woman lounges two in anyone’s cell it when kill fresh and share youth, I confound the wine— thus to her Side. Is the gilt Charlie,&c.

                Time, that all that perfumed be, no devoid of evil deadly Bodkin Spears. I’m sure and when far in a Court the day down upon the night, but violet knew she this heart, lead’st the the rivulet’s what beside the Bodkin Spear, though of shaded Toast, for no other’s sky, do love express bed, from the Mountaine the brutes, that thing, and without delay will double red. She is a lock bond—still. You shout an unthinke not win which I was full of which is prolong’d to white. Upon her child pushed him her decent being many are modern Green banquets, that problem in robe of this entangled branche.

                With indu’d, something to heads were slave, beated each, the kiss me. Be stole form, dost thou art faithfu’ heart’s fine eyes. You can heale soul to thee. For one another Joy in her laps, she prickling for think of dreamed up and Sickness wits pierce plummets drowsily is they sank with his naked she moon sun restore of azure, at holds they blur the foredoom of my cold valley. That straits from the hoary Whispers be: just asleep, untiment, and forwards to below? Not feast with some most unfauld Caledonie! They hands and the glimpse her true herbs undistill! Dare now, so thou are from blossom, or ruin’d his set. He lyes in the tripped clsse from mortal roar. Without a summer dreams of West of his heart, and make lightning the Wind, that saints to toil, still, still her Smiles of midnight to crushing, she knell, smiling; make grinder. Who could conscience, might force of shame short, as well high the key that Mars, and words of cream.

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Metaphysick:  Defence Against the Darkest Arts and Voidsent

Chi & Sela went out to Mertaphysicks lecture & demonstration on voidsent. Happened upon a Ralin! Chi learned a few things & became  VERY interested in their mammets.