Abigail Williams; the bound.
( We gotta live and love not just survive )
October 2010
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Jun. 11th, 2020
( We gotta live and love not just survive )
Jan. 4th, 2010
[ETHER] Directed to the Watch.
Today she is quiet as she flows onto the Ether, cautious almost and she's a mere breath against you, undemanding and the fresh tickle of a unexpected spring breeze. With it comes the comforts of home though, that warmth which is Abigail as she finally settles. She's unwilling to jar her mind much more than it needs to be, to let the pain break over her afresh.
Has anyone heard from Amelia?
Has anyone heard from Amelia?
Dec. 12th, 2009
[ETHER] Directed to the Watch.
Abigail is quiet when she slips onto the ether, her exhaustion and emotional strain obvious from the get-go. She's coiled tight, worry making the edges of her fuzzy and fading.
Meeting tomorrow morning, 9 am at the Church.
Meeting tomorrow morning, 9 am at the Church.
Oct. 22nd, 2009
[ETHER] Directed to Jared.
There's too much going on, too many directions but she easily reaches out Jared. It's easy to find him, to reaches out and momentarily bury herself in all that is him. She doesn't bother to soothe out her emotions; fear, desperation, hope, pain and the sharp ring of fury.
He's alive.
Oct. 20th, 2009
[ETHER] Directed to Melinda.
Abigail slips on and she's tired, frustrated, annoyed, scared, worried and it all comes through at once with an overlying current of concern. Are you safe? She asked simply. Abigail was checking up on most poeple, needing the knowledge that they were before she could attempt to sleep.
Oct. 19th, 2009
[ETHER] Directed to Jackson.
Abigail had been reaching out to him all day, banging against the mental doors which were wrapped around him. Jackson. Abigail was persistent through the day with her mental pleading. Frustration ebbed and flowed from her, worry a strong and fast current and then desperation.
Please, Jackson, please, I need to know you're... alive, safe, ok. What word did you use when your friend wad in the hands of psychotic enemies who tortured for fun? Please.
Aug. 3rd, 2009
[ETHER] Directed to the Watch.
This time Abigail is a ittle more herself, softer and warm against you like a favoured blanket, something reminding you of safety.
Meeting Anarci, she knows details about the darkness. The usual old coffee shop off the strip. I'll keep in contact.
Jul. 22nd, 2009
[ETHER] Directed to the Watch.
Abigail hits the Ether like a bulldozer against a wall. She's frantic and that hits anyone open to recieve from her. Panic strangles her.
Humans. 20. They're missing. With the Raidan at the Factory. They need help.
She's breathless, and flittering images of the aforementioned Factory dances onto the Ether off and on, off and on.
Humans. 20. They're missing. With the Raidan at the Factory. They need help.
She's breathless, and flittering images of the aforementioned Factory dances onto the Ether off and on, off and on.
Jul. 17th, 2009
[BoS] Week 2, 11th July.
[Written in Abigail's book of shadows.]
It's been three days and we are no closer to knowing why. Three days and all we do is chase our tail in the dark. I'm a witch, it is clear to see this is witchcraft, and yet I know no more than anyone else. I'm grasping at shadows and smoke as I try to work something out. Perhaps I should return home, perhaps mother would know something of this darkness.
I am a witch and a leader and at the first hurdle I stumble.
Every day I have patrolled whether with the Watch or with the police and every day the horrors grow worse. They all pretend like it's not happening, they turn a blind eye. Is this the Elari's doing? or someone else's?
Goddess, help us.
It's been three days and we are no closer to knowing why. Three days and all we do is chase our tail in the dark. I'm a witch, it is clear to see this is witchcraft, and yet I know no more than anyone else. I'm grasping at shadows and smoke as I try to work something out. Perhaps I should return home, perhaps mother would know something of this darkness.
I am a witch and a leader and at the first hurdle I stumble.
Every day I have patrolled whether with the Watch or with the police and every day the horrors grow worse. They all pretend like it's not happening, they turn a blind eye. Is this the Elari's doing? or someone else's?
Goddess, help us.