Jun. 13th, 2006

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SaDiablo Hall.

For as long as I can remember, no matter what was happening in my life and around me, SaDiablo Hall was always my bastion of comfort and security. I was always safe when I was at the Hall and no one could harm me there. It was the one place as a child where I felt completely safe. I didn't have to spend every waking hour looking over my shoulder or trying to tread carefully around the occupants of the Hall. I was welcomed there and I was loved. There was always someone there to talk to or to just hold me when I needed the comfort.

Whenever I would feel overwhelmed or lost, I would just think of the stones of the hall rising up out of the land and I could imagine I was back within those walls again.

Now, whenever I hear the word "comfort", I immediately think of SaDiablo Hall.

Muse: Jaenelle Angelline SaDiablo
Fandom: "The Black Jewels" trilogy; Misc. Books
Words: 156
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...I was feeling quite a bit stiff and maybe a little sore.

Okay, well maybe I was in worse shape than that...and maybe it wasn't exactly the next morning when I woke up.

I had done a lot of damage to my physical body in a short amount of time, and rather than resting and letting myself heal, I kept pushing my body beyond its own limits. I could argue and say that it was for a good cause --- and to me it was for the best possible reasons.

I went into the Twisted Kingdom to bring Daemon as close to safety and the trail to freedom as I could.

I would have fought to bring him all of the way out to heal him completely, but my body was already failing me. It had only been a week since the Jhinka attack on the Landen village and I had over-extended myself there already. I was supposed to be resting and letting myself heal.

But it was Daemon. My beloved and my Consort needed me.

When Surreal contacted me and told me she had found him again, I had to act quickly and immediately. If I didn't, there was no telling how long it would take us to find him again. So against all advice --- and after being blackmailed by Saetan --- I left the Hall and went to help Daemon.

I don't know how I made it back to the Keep or how I made the small healing web. I don't know how Lucivar found me or even where he found me. I remember hearing Lucivar screaming for Papa and the scent of Luthvian when they brought her in to help heal me.

It took me six months before I was able to be moved from the Keep and back to the Hall. The Coven and the Boyos withdrew from the courts they were serving and came to stay while I was recovering. Gabrielle and Karla stayed by my side at almost all times.

It was a long time healing...and that first morning after that I could remember wasn't very pleasant.

Muse: Jaenelle Angelline SaDiablo
Fandom: "The Black Jewels" trilogy; Misc. Books
Words: 357
kaeleers_heart: (Queen of Askavi : _hushed_art)
Loyalty is a word that people seem to find a myriad of definitions for. Some people have loyalties that shift as the winds change course. They view loyalty as their own means to an end.

It's not like that.

To me, loyalty is not a word. It is a concept, an understanding...a way of life. Loyalty is the thread that weaves your world together and binds your life to your ideals and the ones you love. It is the leash that those who love you use to try to keep you from doing something rash or dangerous to yourself.

Loyalty means that you face down whomever and whatever you must face in order to keep those who rely on you safe and secure. It's an ideal that cannot be structured and it's an emotion that causes you to often look out for others before you look out for yourself.

Muse: Jaenelle Angelline SaDiablo
Fandom: "The Black Jewels" trilogy; Misc. Books
Words: 150


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