She smiled before whirling away from the light, back into the dark. Laughter filled the room, the sound bouncing off the walls. "You wish to make my acquaintance?" She said, and light footsteps were heard, and she came out, towards the light.
"I am the emikae. Beware, for I am not something you'd like to keep around for very long.
"The dark is my friend, sarcasm my companion, and the written word my lover. Upon these I thrive. Not many can wriggle their way in past them. I bid you try."
"If the urge to contact me besets itself upon thee, I may be reached through msn messenger. emikae@hotmail.com. Enjoy yourselves."
~emikae
Status on the Power Known Not:
9/25/2008
Life is playing with me. In a not nice way. I'm working on getting jobs and such sorted out so I can possibly afford college in fall 2009. A year later than I had hoped. The story is not dead, I simply don't have the energy to write. I do have most of it planned out, so it will be finished, just not as soon as we all hope.
SCA NOTICE: If there is anyone residing in the Kingdom of An Tir, and involved with any of the events in these coming months, drop me a line. To those of you which "SCA" has no meaning, it's the Society of Creative Anachronism. Basically it's a bunch of grown-up nerds who get together and party and dress up in clothing reminiscently of the Renaissance and medieval history. It's great fun, if you can, find a faire in your area and go.
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