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Hey! Interested in Christmas Vacation! Or possibly a mix of a few themes?

Well, hello there! Pleased to meet you. I am Svadilfari, or Svad, for short. I have been on quite a long hiatus, though now I have all the time in the world to write. So now, I am back. A little something about me, before I begin; I do enjoy OOC talks, and brainstorming ideas. Whether it...

It was quiet for a moment, with the both of them listening to the pitter patter of rain, drumming wildly on the tall glass panes. The chaotic, rhythmic thrumming he found oddly comforting, coupled with the drafty, muted gloom. The strange solace of it all made him drowsy, his mind almost lost to...

Thump Annalisa's name was the first and last thing that crossed his mind as soon as the darkness began. Even through the swathing gloom he was certain that he wouldn't have any trouble finding his way; knowing every winding hallway, dusty corner, and airy room of the damned estate. Thump...

They crowded around her, a pair of brown eyes and black ones, watching curiously, drawn to the sound of her body hitting the old, polished cherry wood. They came from the Dining Hall, just a door a breadth away from the commotion, leaving the half finished platters of luncheon uncovered, and the...

Amanda Carrol's Phone Log #1 Recovered at: 7:40 AM Status: Reported Agent: Sam Willoughby <call log history>| <voice mail #08> || <callerID unknown>| < 3:15 AM> || <call start>|| <file corrupted>|| -electronic beep- (shuffling) Emm! Emmie, list--(static) --- -e. I think someone's...

Thank you so much for the welcome back! 😊❤ And I hope so too!

Posted the Prologue to one of the stories I am writing, in the Fiction Thread. It's called The Eyes Have It. Let me know what you guys think! 😅😊

Note: Thank you for checking out my story! This story is about a group of friends and the series of events that led to the murders in the Lawton Home on the Rockies. [Slight gore and language warning.] The Eyes Have It "...the eyes are the windows to the human soul, which is probably why it...

Hey everyone! Svadilfari here, or Svad. I'm not new here, but it has truly been a while since I was active. I went into a hiatus due to my busy schedule, but I am back and ready to write again. 😊 I hope to meet new friends again this time around. I've met a lot of awesome people through this...

She looked him over; her troubled gaze tracing the dull blues, angry purples, and faded yellows that marred his skin like ink stains on paper. He hadn't changed one bit, she realized, as she wiped the blood off of his eyes; a deep ocean blue amid a sea of light brown freckles. Eyes that used to...

"Tsk, Tia is going to kill you." Her brows were knitted together, the apprehension apparent on the harsh lines that troubled her comely, freckled face. He was anticipating a reaction, but certainly not this kind. Not from her, and never this. He met her eyes and saw the careful disquiet in...

He looked older than he probably is; tall and thin, with long, flaxen blond hair slicked back over a gaunt profile, his wiry countenance sopping wet from the rain. He strode over to them with a sway in his gait, the heel of his boots clacking purposefully across the wooden floor, cigar stains on...

The skies groaned as the rain kept mindlessly pattering on, drumming wildly on the skylight. Through the weeping glass panes, the city has been reduced to faded splotches of hazy blues, forest greens, and somber greys, all obscured by the torrent. As their voices carried through the downpour...

The silence between them did not get the chance to settle. She looked at him then, as soon as he sat, with a gaze boring deeply into him. "I figured we should solve a few things today... There are the living arrangements, and social obligations. I don't expect us to be involved in every aspect...

Lukas Brigham < The Horseman's Son > 4:15 AM || Brigham Estate The incessant scraping of wood against glass woke him out of a fitful sleep. With a mind half awake from the intrusion, he tried to roll on to his back, only to fall off of the settee with a loud thud. A groan escaped from the...

et corrupti sunt livores -Mafia Themed RP- a one on one RP between @Svadilfari & @Auriferous

It first began the day she 'left;' the 'sickening,' as his mother liked to call it. They were out on the barren field that day, with the cloudless skies above, and the broken tracks below. The great hunks of steel were stewing under the angry sun, ever so slowly, and so were they: him with his...

Inspected by: Cadet Kowalski, Hogan ; Some information may be redacted for security purposes Louisa, I do not know if she ever told you, but my mother said I'd be a heartbreaker when I grow up. It was mid-December then, and the first of the snow was starting to fall as I was...

Inspected by: Cadet Kowalski, Hogan ; Some information may be redacted for security purposes Hey Louisa, It's been a while. I know. I'm sorry I could not write any sooner. I hope you can read this just fine; my left hand is a terrible writer. Although I am slowly getting used to it...