He’s been visiting her once every turn of the moon. Sometimes he’s gracious, and he knocks on her front door. Other times, when his thirst drives him from courtesy, he looms at her window like a salivating hound.
Of course she lets him in, what choice does she have?
Their deal is as such: harm no one, and he shall have her willing blood whenever he thirsts. This way he does not have to fuss over hunting his prey, and she will not have to fuss over hunting him. At first, the deal is created to protect Dawn from his grasps. He even once confesses that Dawn’s blood is exceptionally spirited, which is very valuable in turning a mortal into a vampire.
“But your sacrifice,” the immortal himself starts with a sly grin, “there is no other such delicacy that can compare to it.”
ENFP and INFP characters (part 1, because tumblr sucks.xD (part 2)) for the amazing @gakuenkaoru.:3 Ne-explanation: Listen to the song and imagine the lyrics to be about our Ne (and Fi).x3 We go where no one goes in our minds, sometimes so fast that no one can follow.xD But no one can stop us, and we know that we always have a home there.:)
“Anne and Paul both
knew “How fair the realm, Imagination opens to view”, and both knew the
way to that happy land. There the rose of joy bloomed immortal by dale
and stream; clouds never darkened the sunny sky; sweet bells never
jangled out of tune; and kindred spirits abounded. The knowledge of that
land’s geography…“east o’ the sun, west o’ the moon”…is priceless lore,
not to be bought in any market place.“-Anne of Avonlea
So thank you, my dear, for our wonderful trips above the clouds, to Neverworld and beyond, for always supporting me with your truly kind and compassionate words, and brightening my life with your presence.:’3<3<3<3 And special thanks for your heart-warming and highly detailed comments/tags (you know what the xNFP-heart desires.xD) on my personal posts, making me feel heard and appreciated.:’)<3<3<3
Captain Bog King has been looking for a way to get his beloved ship, The Dark Forest, back in his hands for years. Now that it’s fearsome Captain, Elizabeth “Lizzie” Scales has taken a Governor’s daughter hostage it seems like the perfect time to strike. Bog has found his (not ideal) crew in a naïve blacksmith, a mute boy, and a feisty run-away bride he may just be falling for.