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Who: William Shakespeare and Erato
What: The only one of his Muses he's not seen again! Aside from Calliope
When: Monday afternoon
Where: Park
Warnings: None
Note: Reposted as a favour



The first time they'd agreed to meet secretly while the Greek pantheon exploded. William had been busy with his favorite Muse when she'd snunk into town that he'd forgotten about little Erato. He'd been in no state to see her, though she and her sisters had seen much worse of him. He'd cleaned up since then, no longer using alcohol as his pacifier. They had all returned. It was no secret anymore, the girls were back. William could now meet the doe-eyed Erato freely without circumstances severing the reunion.

While not dressed quite so stylishly as they had back under Elizabeth, William could honestly say he dressed more comfortably. Though, he had to admit he wildly missed the days of breeches, trunk hose and stockings.

He waited by the bench for Erato to arrive, sure without a doubt that he would recognize her by the rush alone she brought into one's space. Erato, like her sisters held a special place inside his heart. Each one was specific to different periods in his life, sometimes he'd had them around together, other times alone. Each and every time was a gift!

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[info]loves_own_hand
2011-09-06 08:49 am (local) (link) Track This
Erato had fully intended to go back sooner, but she'd been afraid of the bigger gods, and then there had been the storm, and her sisters had warned her against it, so in the end she'd stayed put. Now though, she could fly back to her apartment and her sisters and her William.

She walked briskly along the path, her skirts blowing in the wind, and she chewed her lip as she looked for him. She'd barely slept the night before for delight at their meeting. When she did finally spy his tall frame as he stood waiting, her heart skipped a beat and she flew to him, calling out his name a moment before she reached him and skipped into his arms to kiss him soundly, arms wrapped around his neck and feet poised aesthetically in the air. "William," she breathed, all content.

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[info]theworlds_stage
2011-09-06 11:15 am (local) (link) Track This
No sooner had he stood was he near knocked of his feet from the rush of Erato. While Thalia was the bubbly one, Erato had a charm to her that also made William smile (and sometimes blush). His arms folded around her, enjoying that kiss he'd been denied for so long.

"Darling, darling Erato. You came." As if he expected her to not.

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[info]loves_own_hand
2011-09-06 08:24 pm (local) (link) Track This
"Of course I did, I'd always come to you." Erato beamed at him as her feet touched the ground. "I've missed you! I wanted to come back so much sooner, but... you know. Everything." She sighed and laced her fingers through his. "And how are you? Do you miss her terribly?"

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[info]theworlds_stage
2011-09-20 10:42 pm (local) (link) Track This
"Oh you have no idea my darling one how much I have missed you." He took her hand gently, kissing the top and threading his fingers. He looked to the ground, scuffing his feet against the pavement.

"Fiona?" he asked feeling his heart swell at the sound. Her name really had been one of great potential. Now he scorned that name. "She was but a name, Erato. A beautiful, promising name, now she is nothing to me. I scorn that name!"

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[info]loves_own_hand
2011-09-21 10:49 am (local) (link) Track This
Erato reached up and stroked Will's cheek sympathetically. "So many are but echoes of true beauty. There will be others of more worthy heart." She sighed wistfully, but then smiled again and skipped a step. She couldn't stay morose in William's company! "What do you say we go and get a coffee? And then a walk under the trees would be so lovely!"

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[info]theworlds_stage
2011-09-21 11:48 am (local) (link) Track This
Erato was very much like Thalia, both of them with an exuberance of energy and love. It overflowed allowing that smile to grace the corners of his mouth. How could he be so sad with this darling little Muse! It was near impossible.

He squeezed her hand gently, swinging it like young lovers would. "That sounds wonderful! It is but a beautiful day is not?" With so many hot summer days, which had their own merit, the weather was changing, hopefully Will felt to warm his heart. It was already warming with Erato.

Taking hold of both her hands he skipped in front of her. "Oh Erato! It has been so long. I could compare thy face to sun and her constant warmth! Or the wind who whispers against my ear with her soothing voice!"