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[info]sympath

a plea, a petition, a kind of prayer.

WHO: Catherine Gryffiths.
WHAT: Narrative and a voicemail left during Day Two, with no real expectation of reply.

( Catherine Ingrid Gryffiths had never felt so fucking alone. )
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Posted on Feb. 18th, 2012 at 04:39 am | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend


[info]penemue

these are the places you will find me hiding

WHO: Owen Penn and Catherine Gryffiths
WHAT: A magical introduction
WHEN: Mid-December
WHERE: Owen's flat

( these are the places I will always go )
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Posted on Feb. 9th, 2012 at 04:41 am | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend


[info]thedramatist

so this is the new year & i have no resolutions.

WHO: The whole lot. Catherine Gryffiths, Dominic Munroe, Talia Sullivan, Marion, Temeluchus, Edward Belville, the Corinthian, and Mr. White.
WHAT: Narrative collection -- how each of them ushered in the new year.
WHEN: December 31st, 2011.
WHERE: All over.

( For self-assigned penance; for problems with easy solutions. )
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Posted on Jan. 30th, 2012 at 01:01 am | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

[info]ex_compel889

If I had known not to carry on that way, it wouldn't show in the creases on your face.

WHO: Iain MacLaren and Catherine Gryffiths, Librarians.
WHAT: Let’s not call it a reunion. Iain and Cath meet for drink and discussion long overdue, their first face-to-face in over six years. Awkward.
WHEN: Backdated to mid-October. Yeah.
WHERE: A pub in Camberwell. In-progress.

( Just let it blow, in the fog of Bishop's Lane. )
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Posted on Dec. 25th, 2011 at 06:26 pm | | Leave a comment | 5 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend


[info]sympath

i keep talking all these crazy clumsy words and i know that i've been heard.

WHO: Catherine & Leo Gryffiths.
WHAT: The brother reaches out and the sister catches the serve. The next step in learning how to be siblings.
WHEN: After this exchange.
WHERE: A coffee shop.
STATUS: Complete!

( I don't know what I'm like, but everybody says you're not the kind that gets out of your head. )
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Posted on Nov. 10th, 2011 at 03:19 pm | | Leave a comment | 20 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

[info]ex_compel889

I sang the song that silence sings.

WHO: Iain MacLaren and a certain ex (spoiler alert, Catherine Gryffiths.)
WHAT: Narrative. Memories of habitual and habit-forming lives, unusual and mundane, generally at the same time. PG-13, probably, for some descriptive violence and a little innuendo.
WHEN: Autumn, some six years hence.
WHERE: Paris.

( The dark and empty rooms were full of incandescent hands. )
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Posted on Nov. 6th, 2011 at 07:16 pm | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend


[info]sympath

everything's a memory with strings that tie to you.

WHO: Catherine Gryffiths and a certain ex-boyfriend (Iain MacLaren).
WHAT: Narrative. Background on a relationship.
WHEN: Six years ago, and then later.

( There's something to be said for shared silences. )
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Posted on Oct. 4th, 2011 at 04:53 pm | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend


[info]sympath

my family tree is me.

WHO: Catherine Gryffiths, Emily Andley ([info]wordsaremusic) & Leo Gryffiths ([info]immoveable).
WHAT: Six years of cautiously circling Haven finally come to an end, and Cath meets her brother for the first time. First encounters are difficult things.
WHEN: Somewhere in the last couple weeks.
WHERE: Haven.

( There once was a crooked man who lived in a crooked house. )
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Posted on Sep. 3rd, 2011 at 05:16 pm | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend


[info]sympath

now there's a buzzing in the wires.

WHO: Catherine Gryffiths, a market-goer, and a mugger.
WHAT: A Librarian on the prowl finds more than she expected.
WHEN: Tonight!
WHERE: The backstreets of London.

( They were two figures, inconsistently lit by the bouncing web of fire brandished in the urchin’s hands. Magical fire licking at the adult’s jugular, hovering an inch from his throat. )
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Posted on Jul. 5th, 2011 at 12:51 am | | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend