mythopoeics

[Filter: Horsemen]

Come out, come out. I want to know if you're all whole.

Especially you, Pestilence.

[Filter: Public]

Did you all enjoy your Easter? My household has never managed to get it right. The air was pierced with shrieks and threats before some mangled idea of peace came. My mother's Easter has yet to come, though, on the fifteenth. That should be good.

Last year was more entertaining when it fell on the same day for both Western and Eastern Orthodox Christians. And, to think, neither of them are strongly faithful.

I sometimes wonder what I'll do without these two. I'll find out one day.

[She'd been walking home alone, something Uriel never encouraged, when she'd broken down. Shattered. After being approached in an alleyway for a light, she'd simply unraveled in a series in screams until the ambulance had come to bring her to safety. Uriel had been called in to find his sister strapped down by her wrists to a bed, a sight he wished he hadn't had to witness.

But he would never question God's plan for his sister. Not now, not ever.]

[filter; nanna, morgan & aeneas]
Lucia is in the hospital. She's unharmed, but unstable. I can be reached on my cell while I'm with her.

This is strange and yet not at all strange because I have Baldr and we have Killian. It's just - my family. Are you still my family?

[filter; death & azazel]

You are my sister and my brother. I can remember you, when I was little, and fell and skinned my knees.

You are.

I thought about playing a question game but then I decided you all have better things to do.

[Filter: Heimdall]

You aren't planning on murdering the girl so far, correct?

[Filter: Sigyn of Svarga and now Glastheim]

Settling? Settled? Intrigued or annoyed yet?

[Filter: Nanna & Baldr]

I wish to borrow spend time with the child Killian. For my curiosity family bonding. Would you both be comfortable with that? It's fine if not. The parents Your comfort comes first. I know he's young so it can be a trying time for both parent and child to be separated a while.

It was so nice getting to see my brother, I hope in time my sister gets a chance to meet Nanna and Killian.

I'm not sure what makes me happier, getting to see my wife happily showing off our boy, or knowing that my brother can see firsthand how good my life has turned out. Actually, that's a lie - my Nanna is practically glowing and that always makes everything worthwhile.

It's been good getting to see family and enjoying a fancy wedding to boot, though all that pomp and circumstance makes me feel restless. I think Killian inherited that from me, but thankfully he can't go too far on his own yet.

It's so lovely to have something happy to think about.

(I have all my family together in one place. There is nothing happier.)

Glastheim~

I'm back for this fabulous occasion. Your ladies beckon for my services, and who am I to deny them what they want? I have a weakness for adding my mark to weddings. Particularly the ones that involve important people.

Have you missed me?

[The diplomat of Glastheim enjoyed her work. But the paperwork could be tedious and she loathed to rely on aides for what she felt they weren't ready to deal with. Letters needed answering, messages had to be sent. Death could handle it but she felt herself in need of a break. As her request of grapefruits and oranges were set down beside her, she reached for her journal, curious to what was going on with the rest of Zurvan. Once done browsing, she began to write:]

[Filter: Glastheim Faction]

The good king, gone to the arms of death, will hardly be forgotten, will not go unavenged. And a strong backbone allows a kingdom to recover. Was there ever hesitation to believe that? If so, shame should be felt by you and pity should be offered to the fool.

Condolences are bound to continue to come in. As your never-humble representative in court, I suggest you scrutinize each one very well and if you suspect anything bring me[gone] the information to the table.




Apologies. I slit open my thumb. On a knife laced with citrus. The cold lady of the north does feel.[gone] Take a moment amongst yourselves to think while I attend to my thumb.

Mistletoe... Why'd it have to be mistletoe?