[~Aoria-sama~]

Flowers are falling from the trees again,

as they have every year since my birth.

They fall without witness,

xx

 petals congregate in gutters,

pink and white in the dust.

Flowers of flesh and bone.

xx

If a tree blooms by the roadside, with nobody around to see it, was it ever beautiful?

And if a loved one dies in a hospital, with nobody allowed to visit, will the world remain bearable?

And if their funeral is attended by none but the vicar, can you truly wish them goodbye?

xx

The mark of Misfortune begins to burn in beckoning to those of the coven.

The time for the sabbath has come, to be lead by the most faithful of Misfortunes own; Drama.

A particularly dramatic witch, one who offers words for all of Meranthe to hear, all the while.

xx

"Oh come, little children, I'll take thee away~
Aheehee!
Let me teach you of what this life could truly offer you.
Seek me out, and I will teach you all I know."

xxx

(Interested in the coven? DM ~Aoria-sama~#8296 for a scene, or send a letter IC!)

xx

(SABBATH FOR COVEN DATE: Tuesday, Dec 20th @ 2PM est.)

[~Aoria-sama~]

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"Brothers, sisters - it is time to worship once more.

Come, do not disappoint."

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The mark of Misfortune burns, beckoning all those faithful to him forth for a sabbath.

(SABBATH FOR COVEN DATE: January 3rd, Tomorrow, 4PM est.)

(Sorry late notice, I have been sick and tomorrow is my last day off till next week. :dead: )