Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

[Luna_Wolf72]

The walk to my abode seems to take an age.

My head is throbbing, tummy hurts.

Legs are cramping, aching. Eleven hour days~spent on my feet.

So finally...home.

I enter my haven and meander toward the living room. A snap of my fingers starts the fireplace blazing. The flames are...hypnotic. I sink onto the couch and allow my myself to gaze into the flickers.

Maybe, I will be better, later.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Okay the solo piece is written. A response for friend Rider, accomplished.

Nothing else is due...and so...I stare into the flames and wonder how much longer I can stomach this angry headache....

 

[Erlind]

I watch the fire.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The Haven is aired out.

Doors, windows opened wide to allow the cool breeze a chance to waft through.

My brain is ticking along at a mile a miniute. In the RW I have dealt with a troubled teen, an insane male, a child's school. In the RW, I have dealt with a son who is fast losing himself in depression and two daughters that are doing the same.

In the RW I have been in arguments and begging people to please, for Gods' sake, leave me the fuck alone. In the RW, I have lost my composure, over and over and over again.

But now, I am here, in my make-believe fantasy land...and I am attempting to focus.

So the Haven gets aired out. The furniture gets dusted. All the dirty dishes get washed and air dried. Fresh linens are put on the bed.

And while I am doing all of this, I am attempting to not think.

And for the most part? It works.

 

[yeishia]

I slip quietly into the open door and glance around, it seems than no one is home. Carefully I leave two small wrapped gifts I had found the first and then the second not being able to decide has bought her both. I carefully added a handwritten card on the small table explaining the second gift. It spoke to me of her...


The Wolf Moon
The Moon and The Wolf are joined in this talisman to bring Strength, Spirit, Sensuality, and Sublime purpose to your life! The Moon is often thought to represent the Divine Feminine, the Mother Goddess, and the female nature. The Moon shines in the dark time, like a light of awareness glowing in the caverns of the soul. The light of the moon guides us to our intuitive selves; to our deep emotional recesses where spirit reigns, and the mind is hushed. The power of the "Full Moon" amplifies all positive and negative influences of our lives and of our planet.
The ancient peoples understood the Moon's power and in homage, gave a name to each full moon in our calendar. According to Native American culture, January is the month of "The Wolf Moon". It is a cold bleak time when food is scarce, and daylight is overshadowed by long nights. The hungry wolves prowl their territory hoping to find sustenance for cold days ahead. They depend not only on their instincts, but also their intellect to survive the lean times.
The "Wolf Moon" reminds us to draw on the power of wolf medicine and lunar energies. Wolf teaches us to make use of our resources, and not to be wasteful. The wolf teaches us to be discriminate, to trust our senses and our insights. Wolf medicine encourages us to take control of our lives, live in harmony with nature, and live boldly. "Moon Power" enhances our powers of intuition and keeps us in balance with our inner self.

Beside the gifts I leave a red rose complete with exquisite it's tiny thorns. I am tempted to stay and await her return but an guessing that she is busy in the real world celebrating her birthday. I shall return soon...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Home.

Music plays. Jon B. "Are You Still Down?"

The soft sound of bare feet on hard wood flooring. Senstive nostrils pick up the scent of a fleeting visitor.

I find the prettily wrapped presents and the hand written card. My eyes study the words and a quirked smile takes the corners of my mouth unaware. Ah if only she knew how apt those words and these gifts...are.

Moving deeper into my haven, I place the delicate pieces on my desk and drag my lap top out.

I have pieces due.

Starting with the post for P.G.o.D.

Music shifts to "Ayo Technology"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Typing stops.

Two pieces done.

More reading now.

The next thread is pulled up.

Eyes scan the words, while my brain busily attempts to make some sort of sense of it.

 

[Erlind]

I arrive to find her working at pieces she owed, something I should be doing myself.

"Happy Birthday," I tell her a little late. I seem to be good at being a little late, disappearing, and a number of other similar skills. I'm tired, but not nearly as bad as before. My world has slowed down and I've begun to recover.

"Sorry for vanishing before." I don't offer explanation knowing both that she doesn't need one and that it wouldn't be a very good one.

I stand, leaning in the doorway, a stranger in a friend's home.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The computer gets pushed away and I rise, moving toward him before he has even finished speaking.

"Thank you for the birthday wish, E."

Head tilts up so that I can see his face~the chin covered by stubble, the vaguely down turned mouth, the hair which looks like fingers have been wandering through the bristles whenever he has time to think.

"As for the other, I know."

A one shouldered shrug, my mouth giving a small grin.

"What brings you to my humble abode?"

I want to hug him...or slap him. I do neither. Instead, I stand a few feet away and watch him from beneath lowered lashes. He looks tired, not sleepy...yet...but getting on toward that particular thing.

"You gonna stand there looking all scrumptious or are you gonna finish making the journey to the living room?"

 

[Erlind]

"Well, while I do enjoy looking tasty silhouetted in random doorways, its hard to get a whole lot of anything done that way. Alright."

I stand up proper and stroll inside closing the short distance between us. I wrap strong arms around her and pull her into a hug. Like every time, I'm glad to see her. I hold her like this for a while, probably longer than I mean to, before letting go.

"There are times I could visit and don't," I suddenly tell her and I'm not even sure why.

"I have the time and I'm not busy, but either I'm tired or just don't know what to say for some reason. I'm not very good at things like this." What exactly I mean by things like this I'm not honestly sure. Being vague was the only way I managed to get the idea out. Now, I'm not sure I should have. Maybe my mouth needs to stay shut sometimes.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

He surrounds me with strong arms and I allow myself to rest within their comforting circle. His scent pulls me in and a sigh escapes. I had missed this particular bit of male fluff.

"Yeah I can tell looking edible in doorways is something you like to do from time to time."

Once he releases me, we meander together toward my living room. The fireplace crackles cheerily in the silence and I find myself studying him, my eyes taking him all in.

"I know. I see you...but unless you find me, I figure you need..******. This...all of this...is very...ummm, well sometimes one just doesn't have the proper words."

My hand reaches for his. Tugging gently, I pull him toward the couch and push him down, with a small shove.

"Sit. You need to rest...and frankly~ looking up at you is hurting my neck."

I settle next to him, leaving a few crucial inches between us.

"For the record, though...I don't need words very often. Your presence is appreciated and wanted, even if you find you have nothing to say."

 

[Erlind]

I sit with her upright at first, but slowly I curl up on the couch. The day is already catching up with me. I get to sleep in tomorrow, but that doesn't seem to matter to tonight.

"Maybe I will try to show up more, even if I don't have any words to share," I tell her closing my eyes. I take away the small space between us. I don't want it.

"I'm not very good at a lot of things, but usually I at least try. I owe that at least."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Bodies align even as he drifts towards the rest his body so desperately craves. I watch him, mouth still tip tilted in a grin. Fingers stroke his denim clad leg, before I allow myself to rest against him.

"You owe me, nothing. As for what you are or are not good at? They have no bearing. You are good at what I require. Gifting me your presence, your friendship. The rest is...whatever the hell it is."

I pat his chest.

"Rest. Find me when you can..."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Home again.

I have pieces owed. Writing to do. Pm's to respond to...but work makes that hard to accomplish and so I meander round my haven like a lost puppy and wait for the busy-ness to cease and desist.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Journal Entry

Change is the only constant. For my friends. For myself. This is the beginning of week two with an average of three hours of sleep per night. I hate it. I should have expected it. The depths of my despair had been canyon like this year so of course the corresponding high, the plateau, when it hit, would be mountainous.

I watch those I have come to care for with honey brown eyes and i find that words are few and far between. All I have left to myself is my presence. All I have left is my ability to show up and...be here.

Mania is that thing that would be even worse if I had the classic case. I thank any Gods or Goddesses that are about that I don't. I have~

irritibility
anxiety
sleep that lasts, at most, three to four hours.

It could be worse. It could always be worse.

I coud be NOT sleeping at all and crashing after 6 or 7 days (my usual modus operendi)...or rushing to anf fro accomplishing a whole bunch of nothing or raging in a way that would get me locked up.

I am getting better.
I just hate that it takes so long.

 

[yeishia]

Slips in before work in my rw to give you a soft hug which I hope will let you know that you are in. Y heart and that I carry you with me this day...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Slips in before work in my rw to give you a soft hug which I hope will let you know that you are in. Y heart and that I carry you with me this day...

A gentle smile, small, strong arms embracing the sweet sylph before releasing her to the day.

One day, we will resume our learning together.

Thank you, yee-she.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The lap top is pulled from the desk. Music is turned on, the volume is adjusted so that it becomes background noise.

I want to write for a poppet.
I NEED to write, period.

So, the puter is turned on, the post is pulled up, a word document is opened.

No pressure.

I can do this.
I need to.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Three pieces written.
Three pieces that I am proud of and can read without flinching.
Only one post left.
For the Nightside thread.

That one is a bit more difficult.
I have to re-read the entire thread. Find the character's voice. Figure out how I should play it.

I love this. My brain no longer in a holding pattern.
I love this.

 

[Erlind]

Jeans, thick leather belt, black t-shirt, and old boots. Moonlight seems to follow me.

Have I found the wolf tonight? There was only one way to be certain, so I arrive in the woods and at her doorstep. I ease the door open and slip inside. My eyes are still adjusting and I can't see her yet.

"Luna?"

The name is a question I need to have answered.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The sounds of typing ease. Head comes up as his scent wafts towards me.

"E? I am in the living room. Come join me?"

 

[Erlind]

The night is already getting to me, but I had to come visit. My eyes adjust and I find her just where she said she'd be. I slide up next to her on the couch where she works and my arms wrap around her. I hold the warm wolf against me.

"Glad to see you."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The lap top is placed on a nearby stand and I turn into the curve of his body, snuggling tightly.

"I am glad to see you."

A momentary hesitation before I shrug and clamber into his lap, pressing myself more firmly against him. Soft lips find his chin and bless it with a kiss.

"You know you are tired. Why are you not sleeping?"

Small fingers ease up to massage the muscle at the nape of his neck before easing up over the trimmed hairs on his head.

 

[Erlind]

"Being tired has never been a reason for me to sleep before," I remark wryly.

Before she can object to the idea I lean into her and my lips meet hers. I didn't say I missed her or anything other than being glad to see her, but my lips say much more in this act. The action is passionate, a little forceful, and lingers in a wonderful way.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A giggle as I acknowledge his words. Truth. He will sleep when his body demands it of him and not a moment sooner.

The giggle is stopped by the feel of a warm mouth making it's presence felt against my own. Breath stops. Lips are opened to allow my own tongue a chance to tease his...

That...is more than enough.

A soft sigh. He knows. What else can I add to that?

"I am very glad you are here..."