[Ceri] The beast unchained

[basts_tail]

A post to Aus-gangrel.

In the earth, surrounded by bush, deep in a ravine, Ceri lays
dreaming. This is not a coherant dream, but madness, loss of faith,
flowing like ribbons of blood that she craves with an ecstacy that is
frightening. She feels stronger now, and darkness gathers, black birds
circling, the horror and strength of her family, of Her, screams
around her. In the dark, she turns from the wise, in control Acolyte,
to a ravening monster, no faith, nothing to hold back that rage and
thirst...

Abruptly it stops, strangled into submission.

The eyes that peer out at you are those of someone whose entire faith
and belief is gone - nothing is holding in the rage. To anyone who
knows Ceri, its a stark and frightening sight.

She does not speak, and then is gone.

Comments

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

Your gangrel list isn't email?
~confused~

[raven-steps.livejournal.com]

No. our Gangrel list is Gaia's Parley.

if it was email no gangrel in sydney would be able to use it, cos we are in radio silence at present.

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

Gaia's Parley?

...are there pirates?

[raven-steps.livejournal.com]

our crone list is not email either.

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

What are you using instead then?

[kittenmorag.livejournal.com]

Ritual type stuff, and empathic connection.

I'm pretty sure the Nos list is e-mail.

=^..^=

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

Fair enough - sounds a bit odd, but i guess it keeps people happy!

[kittenmorag.livejournal.com]

It's kinda like the old Garou list. I think. Most of the list premises used ot be like that, but some of them broke.

It's good fun.

=^..^=

[raven-steps.livejournal.com]

A ritual that allows us to speak through blood.

[kittenmorag.livejournal.com]

I'm coming home, my Hierophant.

Assholes, why doesn't anyone in America ever want to talk to me?

=^..^=

[raven-steps.livejournal.com]

*cuddles*

Prod Kurtis. Aaron will help, if he can.