Soliloquium: Reflections on my World.

[Raven_Timothy]

Late in the evening I realize she is not dressed. Thinking about the balancing act I'm performing with our friendship. A carefully in hook her bra careful not to expose her or touch anything I shouldn't. Slowly I remove her shoes and rub her feet just enough to keep them from being to sore in the morning. Assuming a little liberty I continue the rub up to her calves. Thinking briefly about covers then discarding the notion. Easing one wing to my side and allow it to meld into my back. Looking as if it never existed. Then I revert the bird head back to my own. "Just for the night." I tell myself "just this once I'll pretend to be human....mostly" I lower my body back down behind her snuggling close to her sleeping form. Laying my remaining wing over her body I flex all the muscles there two or three times before settling down. That should do for a reassurance, I think to myself. The feathers glow a dim golden hue of every glyph. The feathers slowly meld to one solid blanket of downing. A massive blanket of baby softness should keep her warm. A few deep breaths to relax my whole body. Then as natural as a spring rain, I drape one arm over her waist. Knowing she will probably be awake before me this time... That's okay. Just this once she can know that she not only is cared for, but also provides a comfort I rarely afford myself.... The company of one that cares.

 

[yeishia]

Late in the evening I realize she is not dressed. Thinking about the balancing act I'm performing with our friendship. A carefully in hook her bra careful not to expose her or touch anything I shouldn't. Slowly I remove her shoes and rub her feet just enough to keep them from being to sore in the morning. Assuming a little liberty I continue the rub up to her calves. Thinking briefly about covers then discarding the notion. Easing one wing to my side and allow it to meld into my back. Looking as if it never existed. Then I revert the bird head back to my own. "Just for the night." I tell myself "just this once I'll pretend to be human....mostly" I lower my body back down behind her snuggling close to her sleeping form. Laying my remaining wing over her body I flex all the muscles there two or three times before settling down. That should do for a reassurance, I think to myself. The feathers glow a dim golden hue of every glyph. The feathers slowly meld to one solid blanket of downing. A massive blanket of baby softness should keep her warm. A few deep breaths to relax my whole body. Then as natural as a spring rain, I drape one arm over her waist. Knowing she will probably be awake before me this time... That's okay. Just this once she can know that she not only is cared for, but also provides a comfort I rarely afford myself.... The company of one that cares.

Waking up slowly I gently stretch before realizing that I was sandwiched between a panda and a man. my eyes flew open and then i smiled....Timothy had brought me back to the safety of Solliquium. I felt well rested and didn't even feel the slightest twinge in my back the darling man had given me his promised message.

Carefully I slipped from beneath his wing and from the room. Quickly I changed into a summer dress and penned him a small note. "Fly to me."

It was time...

A soft kiss on his sleeping cheek and a whispered "Que Sera Sera," and I disapeared into nothingness as I was magically transported to another place leaving a scattering of soft rose petals in the place where I had lain.

 

[yeishia]

I return to Solliquium happy to the that my spare bedroom was finished and the new small dance room half way done.

As i rarely had visitors much less overnight ones i had commissioned the bedroom for my over abundance of pandas, a small room or their very own. it looked like something straight from the pages of Disney and i loved it. my biggest panda now had a bed of his very own.

Two walls were covered with painting and prints that i had been given as gifts , one wall left bare for future acquisition. and the last wall was made of glass. the spare bedroom was in fact a life size showcase of sorts.

Smiling happy i made a pineapple smoothy and carried it into the gardens, a walk would clear my mind...

 

[Raven_Timothy]

Stealth Ravens in. Knowing it's not his place but hopefully not causing offense. Using few old life skills he slides on the polished floors of the hall to the VAULT the newest addition to her home. Having reconed the area previously and checked for tightened security. He tactically assaults the room sweep & clearing it finding no guards carefully com pleats his mission by placing a stuffed Raven doll in the sea of other animals. Finally exfeling the same way he entered.

 

[yeishia]

I return to Soll and immediately spy the new edition Raven has thoughtfully left for me. Picking up the stuffy I perched it atop of one of the bed posts, perfect, I thought giggling.

 

[Raven_Timothy]

I creep into her room. Tonight I need her , I need her like I need air. I won't allow myself to wake her. She sleep so peacefully. And I don't really need her awake. I didn't come to disturb, just to watch over her for a time. After a long hour of vigil and only in my head I laugh at myself. I should have known better than to think I could just watch over her.

Finding myself sitting at the head of her bed, slowly stroking her hair. Willing some small amount of peace for her this night. Sometimes that's the best I can do. I can only hope its enough. She once said I made her feel cheri... She so very much is that. I know I can't stay much longer as the first predawn light hits her window. I finally bring myself to pull away for now, but not without leaving her a single kiss to help warm her new day.

 

[yeishia]

I creep into her room. Tonight I need her , I need her like I need air. I won't allow myself to wake her. She sleep so peacefully. And I don't really need her awake. I didn't come to disturb, just to watch over her for a time. After a long hour of vigil and only in my head I laugh at myself. I should have known better than to think I could just watch over her.

Finding myself sitting at the head of her bed, slowly stroking her hair. Willing some small amount of peace for her this night. Sometimes that's the best I can do. I can only hope its enough. She once said I made her feel cheri... She so very much is that. I know I can't stay much longer as the first predawn light hits her window. I finally bring myself to pull away for now, but not without leaving her a single kiss to help warm her new day.

This post made me smile this morning when I read it Timothy. I slept soundly last night, the first time in a very long while. Thank you

 

[Raven_Timothy]

This post made me smile this morning when I read it Timothy. I slept soundly last night, the first time in a very long while. Thank you

I'm so very glad. More so if any of my heart felt wishes helped you rest.

 

[yeishia]

Smiles...I like the thought of being watched over. I hate that you sat on the edge of the bed all night. I think that I need a bigger bed lol that way you could slip in beside me and hold me all night long. That or I shall start sleeping in my bedroom proper...

 

[Raven_Timothy]

Smiles...I like the thought of being watched over. I hate that you sat on the edge of the bed all night. I think that I need a bigger bed lol that way you could slip in beside me and hold me all night long. That or I shall start sleeping in my bedroom proper...

With the way I crave you... If I slipped into your bed you would not be sleeping.

 

[Raven_Timothy]

I slip back into her room. I know she has a busy day, so she won't be able to catch me this time. Quickly I move to her desk. Picking up the quill I gave her I write in my best hand so she has a chance to read the note.

My dear Shadow Nymph
I left this part of me in the heat of your home but did not tell you of its purpose. Writing is only one of it uses. As long as this feather is near you I have chance to check in on you from time to time. Sort of watch over you. The second one here on the parchment should make an nice hair pin or something. I will leave that up to you. They both work the same as far as their magics. So here is a list of some of the ways they may be of help. One I can watch over you as long as one is near. Two you can call on me with them. I may not be able to come right away, but should hell itself bar the way I will come for you. Three you probably already know they cast a part of my warmth when held with affection. Four as long as you carry one I can get to you when ever I chose (assuming I don't have to deal with the hell part. In which case I'll be a little late.) Five as long as you hold one of these feathers you will have the power to conger what ever clothing you desire instantly on your body. There are a few other magics in them but I will save that for another time.

P.S. I left you something to play with on your bed.
Your Raven


As I end the note I pluck a feather and place it on the note. Then with a leap I'm in her bed. I inhale her sent on the pillows and sheets. Pull the blankets over my head and drift off to sleep. Cradled in her smell.

 

[Raven_Timothy]

Waking up with a start I rush over to the desk. See the feather undisturbed I grab the quill and write down the shaft. On one side the words, La mia ombra ninfa and on the other, Et sub umbra mea Nympha. Whether in Italian or Latin I strongly suspect she will get the phrase My Shadow Nymph... I slip back in her bed grinning like a Cheshire cat. And drift back to sleep, if only for a few minutes. As I slip off I think, in Latin it is five words ummm.

 

[yeishia]

Waking up with a start I rush over to the desk. See the feather undisturbed I grab the quill and write down the shaft. On one side the words, La mia ombra ninfa and on the other, Et sub umbra mea Nympha. Whether in Italian or Latin I strongly suspect she will get the phrase My Shadow Nymph... I slip back in her bed grinning like a Cheshire cat. And drift back to sleep, if only for a few minutes. As I slip off I think, in Latin it is five words ummm.

Five words,yes

I had stood in the small room watching him sleep in the tiny single bed. His sheer size dwarfed the bed fashioned especially for me. He needed a bigger bed, my thoughts went to the oversized one in my bedroom proper.

I slipped a golden key with its attached note carefully into his hand smiling softly.

My bedroom proper would be ours for as long as we both wished it to be so. Giggling I fled the room back into the shadows. I was filled with a heady sense of anticipation .

Our unique journey was beginning filled with so many alluring possibilities, I knew that wouldn't want to miss a single one of them, even if they were destined to bring me heartache in the end...

 

[Raven_Timothy]

I slip inside her depths. Her smell on the air. I couldn't have missed her by much. Slowly I walk to the bed. I set her pillow back in its place. After having snuggled it for days I'm sure it smells right now. Well the way I want it to considering. Heading back out I take stock. Smiling I free fall from the window.

 

[yeishia]

The saint

Veroe I actually paid for the advanced e-book lol no steally steally this time *giggles* it was so worth the $9.99

 

[Veroe]

Hey Yeishia, I thought it'd be best to continue our conversation here rather than hijack the In the mood for thread.

I wanted to assure you that I loved your post in Inferno and will try to get on responding to it Asap. As you may know lately I have been having trouble keeping my muse talking to me lately...so my posting has ground down to a trickle for all my threads. I will endeavor to get back on a more productive pace.

What I wanted to talk about is the effect reading the Saint had on us. For me I knew from the snippets in the previous books the basic plot to this, but what I found most educational was the characterization of Eleanor before Soren.

She told Zach and Wesley and many others before that Soren didn't make her into the hellion they knew after they became an item, but I don't think it really sunk in that Soren wasn't the mustache-stroking villain taking away this young girl and ripping away her fragile innocence...that was always a part of their relationship that creeped me out...but it wasn't until reading this book that I got it. Nora never was a fragile innocent. She always was the Siren. What Soren did was give her the discipline to not turn out in jail or in the morgue.

In that way the Saint was very enlightening to me, but I'd rather this be a different story. If we have to go backwards into the past I'd much rather read the story about the end of Soren and Eleanor's first relationship and the transformation she undergoes into Nora Sutherlin the best dominatrix in the city.

 

[amchentai]

* I slip in knowing I haven't been around lit much lately but wanted to leave Yeishia another large stuffed bear to snuggle with and place it on the counter holding a small heart shaped pillow with "Miss you" on it in the bear's arms. After that I slip back out and hopefully be able to get some sleep tonight as 3 hours of sleep is not enough.*

 

[yeishia]

* I slip in knowing I haven't been around lit much lately but wanted to leave Yeishia another large stuffed bear to snuggle with and place it on the counter holding a small heart shaped pillow with "Miss you" on it in the bear's arms. After that I slip back out and hopefully be able to get some sleep tonight as 3 hours of sleep is not enough.*

Returning to Soll I smile as I see the panda immediately finding it a place in my display room.

"I have missed you too Amc ..thank you so very much and please do not be a stranger."

 

[yeishia]

I replied within the quote Veroe in the interest of speed lol

Hey Yeishia, I thought it'd be best to continue our conversation here rather than hijack the In the mood for thread.

Great minds I thought/wrote the same thing lol

I wanted to assure you that I loved your post in Inferno and will try to get on responding to it Asap. As you may know lately I have been having trouble keeping my muse talking to me lately...so my posting has ground down to a trickle for all my threads. I will endeavor to get back on a more productive pace.

I have no idea what your muse is doing I must have missed the PM you sent me. When a month turned into two I assumed that my post for you had missed the mark or hadn't inspired you. I am somewhat relieved that loved it.

No matter when your muse returns I shall be waiting. I am guessing as your muse fled that you owe several replies before ours is up so I will be patient. Meanwhile I shall pop up my reply for LP.

What I wanted to talk about is the effect reading the Saint had on us. For me I knew from the snippets in the previous books the basic plot to this, but what I found most educational was the characterization of Eleanor before Soren.


I hope we are discussing this with the intent that you are thinking of coming on board with The Priest.

She told Zach and Wesley and many others before that Soren didn't make her into the hellion they knew after they became an item, but I don't think it really sunk in that Soren wasn't the mustache-stroking villain taking away this young girl and ripping away her fragile innocence...that was always a part of their relationship that creeped me out...but it wasn't until reading this book that I got it. Nora never was a fragile innocent. She always was the Siren. What Soren did was give her the discipline to not turn out in jail or in the morgue.

It is amazing how much our individual backgrounds have coloured the way we both perceive the same book. To me Eleanor was strong and sure of what she wanted from the very first minute she laid eyes on Soren. In the police station she told him that she wanted ALL of him.

Remember at the Academy both Soren and Christian discussed what type of woman would complete them both, right down to her looks. I believed that all three were soul mates destined to meet and when they did the recognition was immediate by all three.

The more intense scenes with Eleanor and Soren should have creeped me out, sent me running because of my past relationship with my sadistic husband. [Note... I now have come to realise that he was never the Dom he pretended to be, he was simply a very sick individual...I have come a long way since I arrived at Lit ]

Such intense scenes did not repel me they drew me closer, I instinctively recognised the beauty of what they shared, the unique closeness it brought them both, the deep love such interactions nurtured.


In that way the Saint was very enlightening to me, but I'd rather this be a different story. If we have to go backwards into the past I'd much rather read the story about the end of Soren and Eleanor's first relationship and the transformation she undergoes into Nora Sutherlin the best dominatrix in the city

Christian knew from the beginning that Nora was more than a submissive; the submissive he kept hidden simply recognised its mate. I believe the fact that she had such a strong inner dominant is what made her so single minded in her pursuit of Soren and gave her the ability to deal with their unique situation. It surfaced completely when they separated simply to save her sanity at being physically separated from Soren...she never ceased being His. It gave her the strength to do this.

I believe that deep down a small piece of Nora craved normalcy for both of them; marriage, babies, the whole nine yards, but knew it could never be so. She would never have him choose between her and God. Marriage would necessitate that choice.

In my thread I would like to explore the beginning especially the symbiotic pain pleasure they shared. I have never perceived Nora as a masochist, yet she got it, got him. I never perceived Soren wasn't the mustache-stroking villain who ripped away her away her fragile innocence. I saw him as more of a dark Angel who cherished and protected her as if she was a precious jewel.

I read your comments about the area you would like to explore, I do believe that we could combine both.

The story could be more her transformation and we could explore the pain aspect in flashbacks perhaps. For instance, she could be meeting a client who wanted a unique session and as she readied her equipment, let’s say for blood play, for a second she would be transported back to her first experience with Soren.

My first post atm is a first person flash back to that night in the police station switching to third person when she arrives at the rectory for her first night in his bed. This is where I thought to begin the story. I could very easily begin at the point she goes to train with Christian make that night and the first time with Christian as his Domme the beginning.

We would be writing our own unique interpretation of using the series as a spring board, could be lots of fun with infinite possibilities

I had always thought that you would be the perfect writing partner for this Veroe. It has so many possibilities with both you and I playing both submissive and Dom/me roles. Not to mention the fun to be had with her clients.

* giggles* I am thinking of changing up my writing style a little for this.

If you are interested, I could set up an OOC where we can hash out ideas rather than by PM, as I know that’s what you like and how crowded your PM box tend to get. I would like it to be conversation and not just photos of we could.

We could do this even if we do not write it together it would certainly help me if I write it solo.

Anyway please give me your thoughts. * grins*

Let me down gently if you do not want to do this pretty please

 

[Veroe]

I agree that its fascinating how two people can read the same book and take away two very different interpretations to it. I love how those sorts of differences in how we perceive it vary but along parallel paths.

I admit I am very intrigued in the idea of your thread...the only thing that held me back was that I just simply didn't understand Soren enough to play him as well as you'd like. I'm still a little hesitant even though The Saint did help me understand him more.

That said thanks to reading the Saint I've gotten more interested in the challenge of playing him enough to give it a try now.

Ooh boy this will be another thread, but I'm too fascinated (I'm sure some could say I'm obsessed) with how we could pull this off so I'm willing to give it a try. So PM a link to that first post to me, ok? I'll try to write something up and PM it to you, and if you feel I'm successful in capturing Soren I'll post it.

I like your idea of going back and forth in flashbacks. That way we can show how Soren still shaped her life (still owns her) even when she left him.

 

[yeishia]

* Does a Happy Dance *

Give me a while Veroe, as I said my opening post starts at the beginning ...should we start there to set the scene?

If I start it when she leaves you will have to give me a couple of days to rewrite it.

Do you want me to set up an ooc or do this privately? LOL here is good too... not many visit and stay hehe.

I will probably PM you until we decide.

Remember the names I have chosen are not set in stone they can be changed. I am so tempted to keep the original ones and just change Eleanor to Jenny aka Miatress J.

Any thoughts?

Also, I cannot remember the movie , Christopher Walken was in it. Lucifer is cast out of heaven. he is blond and beautiful ...Soren perhaps,,destined never t be in either heaven or hell.

 

[Veroe]

start at the beginning. I want to see how I fit in Soren's shoes and that scene will help me gauge how successful I am in them.

As for keeping the names. I'd be more comfortable with giving them different names.

Do you want it in PM. I'd be more comfortable in a dedicated ooc thread personally. That way we can store ideas and characters and pictures together in one place without having to clutter up our inboxes. We can do what I did with the other OOC threads I've done. We'll keep plot discussions and plans relegated to PMs while the OOC will be for detail, color, texture, and tone.

What I mean by that is the OOC thread will be for pictures of the dress she's wearing or motorcycle he rides, or the house he lives in, or a snippet from the books you'd really enjoy exploring or paying homage to.

Though I'm not sure how you'd respond to that plan...you're not as inspired by visuals as I am.

You see him as Walken, really?

 

[yeishia]

Let me think. I am 3/4 through the rewrite it is similar but different hehe. i will leave it at the beginning of the first night. If we do flask backs. I would like them to be interactive too , whole scenes done by us both as the memory. A story with in a story fully inter grated. what do your think? It seems that I am inspired too lo
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Lord I so do not see him as Walken. I couldn't remember the actual movie ..its more the concept lol.

I will set up an OOC.

I am inspired by visual but its very visceral for me. I set up original sin in bliss to be my muse for The Priest. I like the idea of plot being in PM so that we do not give too much away.

I will use choose names for Soren and Christian in the PM I send you.( First Post ) I like Jenny for my character, its suggests innocence which she most certainly is not, unless you have another suggestion.

I would like you to help choose the names for your characters if you prefer something different, so please PM me your suggestions. I would like Christian to be French though if we can because it makes for a very eccentric character i think.

 

[Veroe]

I think I know the walken movie you're talking about but can't remember the title either.

I can't wait for the ooc. I already have some installments to include.

The name Jenny will work...my soren character will call her Jennifer. Christian...I need to reread the mentions of him in the books.

I have no problem finding names for my characters.

 

[yeishia]

Posting it now

For now Jenny/ Jennifer will be nora ( you are already in character )

Christian will be Kingsley

and Daemon will be Soren so you do not mix up until you decide.


I am looking for a picture of Daemon and Christian to put above that quote i hope you can find one

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?p=59474730#post59474730