mythopoeics

[It had taken her a good few repetitive scrubs all over until she was raw pink ever inch and two baths in near-scalding water to completely feel she had become clean again. Then the servants had been set to making sure the bathroom gleamed like new so her husband would never realize how much blood (and who knew what else) had just gone down the drain. And if she was asked why she was so squeaky clean? She'd tell him it had to do with her lady parts.

The life of being a secret criminal. It was so hard sometimes.]

[Filter: Hades]

Dear older brother,

Today, I had the opportunity to be soaked in blood. It was irritatingly messy since nearly one-half of myself was nearly drenched and I have spat more than a camel today whenever I think I taste blood. Contrary to popular belief among the staff, I don't like the taste of blood and never well. But it appeared he had been cheating us in one of the gambling dens. It wouldn't have looked good if someone else had handled it.

Uriel is still unaware he touches hands that have probably seen more death than his. But then he is a man who heals and treats. Grips hands gently until the life is gone from the body. I'm oddly possessive of him as I am with all of my family. He fits in well here.

And that is what has been happening in Iriy. Please tell me you'll be visiting at some point.

Probably with some kind of love,
Death

P.S. Also, I know this isn't a real letter but I felt like writing one.

Does anyone know any good bedtime stories??

[Filter: Hades]
You must be busy.

It seems like there are always whispers of discontent, but right now they seem louder than ever. I just want to remind everyone that it's often better to stop and take a breath and think things through before you do something completely rash.

And now I am going to take my children to the park.

[Filter: Charon]
Do you want to meet up with us when you're done with work?

[Filter: Skadi]

Mother, may I have a moment of your time?

[Filter: Public]

What things in Camelot are worth doing during a short visit?

[filter; demeter and menelaus]
Can I Would you mind Maybe What do you think about cats?

[filter; raven]
Can I come by?

[filter; hyacinth]
I'm asking about a cat. Wish me luck?

Today's been a pretty good day so far. Except for the part where one of the coffins tipped over and the dead body rolled down the hill Had a few mishaps, but nothing major like rolling bodies or anything. At least there weren't too many people to look after today. I count that as a good day.

Outside of that, I don't know if there's much to talk about. No wife or kids to ramble on about. Not that I'd really ramble on about them if I had them

[Filter: Horus]
We had our first roller of the year today. One of the men upset the coffin...and it opened and rolled down the hill. It might've been amusing if it weren't so unamusing. Not to worry, though. We got it fixed. Though, I'm not even sure why I'm telling you about this

Oh, and I may have told that story about the time we accidentally ran into each other with our mouths during that one game of hide and seek. I still don't understand how we managed that.

I've had a great day. The blacksmith I apprentice under says I'm nearly ready to be on my own. He gave me quite the test today, and I passed with flying colors. And, he let me use some of my leftover materials to make a little something for someone special.

Everything's coming up Raven.

[filter; hebe]

I made you a heart out of some pieces of scrap metal. It's not as pretty as you, but I thought you'd like it.

[The kill had been good. He runs his hands down the back of his dog, a beastly thing that stood tall and had a wild look about him. In the real world, it would have been known as a Scottish Deerhound but Scotland didn't exist here. It didn't change the fact the dog was a fantastic partner for times like this.

And the deer never had stood a chance against them. Kills loaded and the dog allowed to rest, Cù Sìth takes a moment to scribble in his journal.]

I went hunting and it was great. Look at me, sis, I'm not even bleeding on the pages. I'm a good boy, yes, I am.

For the soldier in Ryugu-jo: played by the railroad tracks and then crossed them to go hunting. Still alive as you can see. Don't be too mad. If there's something else you've done that you think I can't do, name it. I'll consider it.