Aelia-Renai

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Reaper by Aelia-Renai, literature

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Reaper

They stopped dead, both unwilling to admit the abrupt pounding of their hearts. "You see that?" she asked. "I think so," he replied. "Good. Good to know I'm not entirely nuts." "You mean the thing that looks like--" "The Reaper." "Yeah." "Yeah." Really, it was just a slightly darker shape against the background of the night--not even three-dimensional. It's just a dead tree, she told herself, with a stern look inward at her heart, which was still beating out of control. Just some trees, he thought. They started walking again, a little closer together than before, perhaps. Every so

drawn to home by Aelia-Renai, literature

Offering by Aelia-Renai, literature

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Offering

A knock on her door woke her before the sun had risen. “Who is it?” she called from her bed, throat like parchment. “Adela. Get up.” Groaning, she got out of bed and threw on a tunic and trousers. When she opened the door, Adela was there, holding what looked like a spare bit of cloth. “What’s going on?” she asked. With one hand she was still wiping the sleep from her eyes. “It’s time to make your Offering.” “Oh.” Joy, she thought. Adela held out the cloth. “Close your eyes so I can tie this around them.” “I have to be blindfolded?” This was

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Pancakes on Pyramid

Finally, Frank thought, I’ve done it. Barry, I hope you’re happy up there. A single tear rolled down his nose and threatened to drop into his food, but before it could it had evaporated in the hot Egyptian sun. Hands shaking, he took out a pen and crossed the final item off his brother’s self-entitled “bucket list”: Pancakes on Pyramid. Barry had done a good job getting his list crossed off, Frank supposed. There were twenty-five items, ranging from “get a lap dance from an Asian girl” to “backpack across Ireland.” He’d accomplished nineteen by the time he was bedridden, and then t

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de profundis

it is not your mother's china cup delicately patterned in songbirds and roses chipped, cracked halfway down the rim, or-- God help you-- shattered in fragments on the tile nor the red-ink F carelessly lettered on the stark white contents of your skull or the stiffly-written rejection "we appreciate your interest, express our regrets" it is a flower garden (missed all year) the week after the first long snow or missing the crucial train or glancing in the misty windows of a bar and feeling your own empty fingers or breathing in smoke in the air from your childhood's forest burning or inexplicably weeping at a park bench stranger

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If I had your rosary by Aelia-Renai, literature

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If I had your rosary

I would count a bead for every raw stinging scratch branding you every dirty word we said your every kitchen tile splattered with pasta sauce (rich and fragrant, hot or cold) and every word left (hanging between in smoke and happiness) Forgive me, for— I do not; my hands my neck empty. On my knees (always a choice) begging (sometimes a choice) for— but what is it to forgive? and forget? Instead (at the mirror, confessional) knees gravelly with carpet pile with falling every

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Substance Abuse

Drug Facts “Ari?” She turned at the sound of her name, impatiently brushing away her sopping wet hair as it swung into her face. “What?” “Is everything ok? I saw you out the window…” Jenna trailed off. Through the almost-opaque curtain of rain, Ari could see her best friend’s brow furrowed in concern. “Yeah. I’m fine. You should probably go inside though, you’re getting soaked.” Jenna snorted, not moving. “Says the girl who looks like a drowned rabbit. Come on, we can talk inside.” She took Ari’s hand, but she wasn’t look

Of Haircuts and Exiles by Aelia-Renai, literature

Who the heck is Uriah Heap? And other issues by Aelia-Renai, literature

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Who the heck is Uriah Heap? And other issues

Just last week, one of my professors, wringing his hands during a lecture, laughed nervously and said, “I’m turning into Uriah Heap up here.” It’s a reference to David Copperfield, one of those “classic” books that makes you sound smart if you’ve read it. It’s one of those books that if you reference it outside of a college campus, only one or two people might understand. Statistics from the US Census Bureau show that a high school diploma is the most common “educational attainment”—i.e. highest level reached—in the United States, and according to the CIA, n

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Artist // Student // Literature

Apr 1
United States
Deviant for 15 years
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College student writing for grades instead of money. Lover of everything. Living in the second-smallest room of a not-super-shitty apartment. Only partly an adult. Inspired primarily by snow and my beautiful Lady.

Favourite Visual Artist

Nene Thomas, McKenzie Marshall, Trent Sivek

Favourite Movies

...oh, god, too many choices! *dies*

Favourite TV Shows

Seinfeld, Family Guy, The Closer (I'm not a tv person)

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

this question is where I fail the test

Favourite Books

Harry Potter, Bloody Jack, Trickster's Choice and Trickster's Queen, A Tale of Two Cities

Favourite Writers

Robert Frost, J.K. Rowling, Stephen King, SoneaIllandra

Favourite Games

Portal/Portal 2, Bioshock Infinite

Favourite Gaming Platform

Computer (I play with a trackpad, bitches), PS3

Tools of the Trade

Pencil or pen and paper, Microsoft Word, Scrivener

Other Interests

books, writing, karate-chopping concrete slabs in my spare time, steampunk

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Aelia-Renai

Jan 30, 2014

So...

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There's really not all that much to say about anything. This semester is going to suuuuuuuuuck, because I'm taking 15 credits of nothing but upper-division English, plus I'm working 13 hours a week and interning with a research journal and playing Quidditch for my school.  I pretty much don't actually know what free time is anymore. I'm writing more, recently, I guess.  Nothing super major, but output is good and not something I usually have much of.  The downside to this is that major output usually comes out of really bad places.  I'm sort of mired in the Pit of Despair again, and it's not a super wonderful adventure.  I practically had a

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Aelia-Renai

Jul 31, 2013

i can't title today

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Well, life is a thing, and it does me the service of never being too easy.  It's on and off lately. But that's ok, because tonight I fly away to see the most beautiful girl in the world and spend two weeks at her side!  It's great.  Words aren't good enough for this.  ;lsdkfasdk;fhjas;dkfjals;dkfjaskldfjask;dfjhkhiudbkjudghjfasdhfjkas "Excited" is the understatement of the century.

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Aelia-Renai

Apr 10, 2013

life happens

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I'm about to sign a lease, I'm single, I'm good at poetry, I'm almost twenty.  It's all sort of catching me off guard. Happiness is weird to have again.  I forgot what life was like outside the Pit of Despair. I'm writing, little by little.  Maybe words will stop failing me now. I didn't realize I was in over my head until it was far, far too late.  But on the bright side, this kind of pain is something you can't fail to learn a lesson from. I think I'll probably be ok, even if I'm not.

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SycamoreSea

May 12, 2013

I was in Dublin without a computer last night, so I'm late, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Sorry I'm a day behind!

Aelia-Renai

May 16, 2013

hahaha no worries. that is the most worthy of reasons to be late.

SycamoreSea

Jan 20, 2013

Heyyyy, random favor! You have Rebecca's number, right? Could you text her and tell her to check her email/give me her FoCo address? umm... yep. Thank you, my dear. cx

done

Thanks ^^

no problem!

I was about to email you photos of my hair but I can't find your email address. D: