Libris Obscaena

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Ansha
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Libris Obscaena

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Tendrils creep down bare legs, creeping O! so slowly
Twining about and crawling over supple skin
Reaching down ever so lowly
Seeking root, seeking soil;
Threading vines bulge threaded veins
And bright green eyes dim as mind cries in vain.
Sap settles in sanguinary lanes
Clouding thoughts and fogging minds,
Stilling vibrancy and ending vitality,
Halting gilded tongue and freezing fey beauty,
Decomposing and etched with the ravages of indifferent time.

Heartfire flickers, embers fade away
Stony facade hardens comely clay,
And fiery maid settles into the bracing kiss of rime.

She reflects on past joys, faded pleasures, and wonders when she became so jaded,
When joys with sorrows and innocence with bitter realities became so abraded;
And she knows it has always been so,
Ever since mother formed daughter and daughter fled mother's pact formed Below.

She simply did not believe, nor wish to dwell on formative years,
Nor wallow in her private vale of tears.
Yet now in her inertia and between amusements, she cannot escape
The consequences and lingering wounds of her mental rape
And the life she fled returns to shroud her like a drape.
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Re: Libris Obscaena

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Silently she traced the dark rune
Under Selûne's full moon--
A kiss upon the crease of her thigh
A demonic spy
Two red lips pierced by an iron thorn
A bloody drop for those who mourn
Betrayal and sensuality, proof of the darkness of fey hearts
And the power of their practiced fell arts.

A mark that rooted her soul to her House's dark design,
A burrowing, creeping vine.
In her ignorance, she thought it simply a strange sign.


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Re: Libris Obscaena

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She lay down on the Rauvin's banks
Eyes cast to the heavens
Wearily she lowered them, soul-sick and forlorn
Lights winked downstream,
Where Silverymoon stood.

The Gem of the North
A pale echo of the long-fallen City of Song
Yet here might be safe harbor from her troubles
Though her foes' reach be very long.

Platinum hair tinged with gold swayed in the wind
As the elflady rose and made her way again
Nearer fair Silverymoon and farther fair home
Her journey's end.
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Thanks for posting! Enjoying this, and enjoying playing with you too:)
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Wow, very nice.
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Re: Libris Obscaena

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Still a child,
An inexperienced young mind
You know so little of the Art
And yet your teachers find
A hunger for knowledge,
A thirst for control,
A joy in experience
Beyond all your years or their understanding.

So they set you adrift,
With precious little magic in store
To find your own way once more
Into a world where your charms and wit
All too often prove insufficient
No matter the degree in which you are proficient.





"I am afraid that you are too powerful for me to teach you anything farther. I do hope you've been studying better in another school."

The elf sighed and nodded at the man, thanking him for his time as she turned to head down the stone stairs in the Lady's College in Silverymoon. It was the fifth of the instructors that had told her in no uncertain terms that she could not take further classes from him, she thought as she descended into the College's library. She would have to talk to the registrar--but for now, what she really wanted was a drink.

"Hello, Oakroot," she said, smiling at the halfling librarian at his halfling-sized desk.

Predictably, the halfling didn't even look up from his book as he replied, "Mmmmm?"

She sighed again. The hin could be oblivious at times--and she couldn't imagine how that could be a good thing in a librarian. Too many patrons just stomping off in frustration after being ignored.

Another student passed by as she walked out of the library into the College's foyer. A male human, fairly handsome--short brown hair, blue eyes, clean-shaven. She knew his face from somewhere.

"Hello, Ansha," he said as he passed by, smiling.

She remembered that smile. She recalled now, too, that she had bumped into the man at a private party not too long ago, decided that he looked interesting enough. The night had ended with the two entwined in one another's arms in a private bower in the Golden Oak. She couldn't be bothered to remember his name, if she even ever knew it, but at least she placed the face.

"Hello," Ansha replied with a smile of her own as they passed.

The elf felt his gaze lingering on her as she continued out of the College, knee-length hair swaying gently with each step. She smiled inwardly. It didn't take much to grab a man's attention, did it?

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The trip over the Moonbridge was as unnerving as ever, but she arrived at the Golden Oak in one piece. The hostess opened her mouth to greet Ansha, but Ansha smiled at the hostess, motioning wordlessly toward the door to the underground taproom the inn sported. The hostess--Ansha could be so terrible with names, sometimes--closed her mouth and smiled in understanding as Ansha passed by.

Ansha descended the stairs, taking in the earthy smell as she entered the Oak's taproom. Tree roots hung overhead from the ceiling in places, and Ansha wondered how they avoided water damage when the rains got too heavy.

Walking up to the bar, she slid onto a stool and motioned to the bartender. "'Keep," she said--she never bothered to learn his name, either; or maybe that was his name?--"A glass of Moonshae almond brandy, please."

The man nodded, pulling up a bottle from under the bar. "The usual, eh? What's the occasion?"

'Keep poured a quantity of the dark liquid into a large-bodied snifter and placed it in front of the elven wizardess.

She placed a couple of coins on the bar next to the snifter with a impish smile, raising the brandy in silent toast to 'Keep. "Have you ever known me to need an occasion?"

The man nodded once as if to concede the point, and Ansha took a long sip of the heady liquor. An idea struck her, then (though perhaps it was better to call it a whim), and she looked up from her liquor to the barkeeper.

"I need to settle my tab with you," she said, setting the snifter on the bar again. He gave her a raised eyebrow in reply.

"I'm heading out of Silverymoon for a while."

"Aye? Whereabouts?"

She shrugged.

"The road calls, and my feet follow," she said, quoting one of her favorite mottos. "I'll be back soon enough. So, how much is it?"

'Keep screwed his brows up in thought for a few moments, calculating the amount. "Fifty-seven."

Ansha nodded, fishing out a handful of coins and counting out the sum. She noticed one of the other men at the bar giving her a bit too interested of a stare, and made a note to keep an eye on him as she left the Oak.

"We'll still be here when you get back," 'Keep said. She really needed to figure out the man's name--preferably without letting him know she never knew it.

"Thanks, 'Keep," she said, taking another sip of her brandy. "If you don't mind, I'm going to enjoy this one for a while. I'll be out of your hair soon enough."

"No hurry," he replied.

She gave him a winsome smile and took another drink. It might be the last one she had for a while, and she intended to savor it.
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Re: Libris Obscaena

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Farther fair Silverymoon and nearer fell home
The elfmaid's heart, as with her feet, did roam
Salty sea-spray speckling her face
Or dust coating her feet
She lived life at what must seem a breakneck pace.
And oft the twain did meet
Under torrential rains, and storms weathered in scant safety.

Restless, her heart found no rest;
And seeking, her mind found no ease;
She played the tease
She played the whore
She played the scholar
And always, she wanted more.

With aching heart dulled equally in arcane and sensual pursuits
At length she found her way again to the Marches
And familiar soil crunched under high sable boots
And she lighted down again upon a familiar bed
A little wiser, but no saner, nor any freer of the spectres that haunted her head.
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Re: Libris Obscaena

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Tear out my heart
And fill the void with empty words
Promises of power, of High Art--
You found your way under my wards,
And etched yourself upon my soft clay;
I've felt your kind's scrape before
When, much to my dismay
I learned too much of ancestral lore.
I'll not tread those roads--
But you tempt me true
And though my head says this ill-bodes
My heart, cancerous, pays your whispers its due.

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Down, down, down I fall
Inky blackness rushes up to meet me
And though I cling to life with my all
Death reaches up to greet me.
With a crash, with a whisper, with nothing
I open my eyes and find
Grey empty plains, and feel a tug from something
A rope, a leash, that which binds;
A collar about my throat that draws me
Toward a portal of sweet delights,
Ecstasies and sensual raptures to awe me--
All in my being protests, and the bindings cling
Impassively to my limbs as they ache for release.
I know not why this feels so wrong or ill-advised
Such beauty and pleasing sights should set mind at ease
And yet this portal and its realm seem fell-devised.
"Shendilavri," a whisper comes unbidden to my head
And as I reach this paradise of wondrous sensuality,
Of carnal delights atop many a soft bed
The scene twisted, and each delight showed its nature, its brutality;
Rapine and lashes for the sake of perverse pleasure.
And I wondered that I should be in such a hedonistic limbo alone
Where it seemed that all existed for one being's leisure
The Queen atop her Razor Throne.

My chains, my bindings dragged me where trod not my feet
Past fell beauteous females with bat wings as they pressed against hapless souls,
Draining away whatever vitality such beings eat
And watched gluttons eat pigs--and men--whole.
A carnival of fiendish delights, then, this place,
Where succubi with their leathery wings and lascivious smiles
And incubi with their long horns and ravenous appetites set the pace.
They paid me no mind, all the while,
As I was swept past orgies of heaving flesh, til presently, just now--
I stood before her, the most profane of beauties
Long ebon hair and longer horns bursting from her brow
And I sank to my knees despite myself, as though it was the most sacred of duties;
Something called to my heart, a mark that only then I saw
A pair of lips split by a spike on my thigh, and with a sigh I owned her for my own,
Dipped my knee and bowed my head in terrified, wondrous awe
At the Queen atop her Razor Throne.

She smiled then, and my heart melted at the sight
Fell, fair woman with long, sensuous talons and a spiked tail
I knew in my heart that this should cause me such a fright
And I knew that this rapturous vision should cause my heart to fail.
The voice, like velvet from those wickedly-curved lips, flowed,
"Your time is not yet come, daughter of Saeralyan, my wayward prize--
Go again and meet your call, til you can grant me what I am owed."
I dared then to meet my queen's eyes
Like pools of molten rock, I fell into them and darkness claimed me again,
Falling toward eternity's end
I found myself then on cold stone
Alive, whole and in Everdusk Hall--
Saved for a time by elves for whom I would give my all,
But sans memory or vision of the one who claimed me for her own
The Queen atop her Razor Throne.


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Re: Libris Obscaena

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Softly she called her name
Under pale night skies
And sung a sweet song of small fame
While staring into her eyes.
The words were lost on her,
Though the dance was slow,
And the voice was the sweeter
For having been hushed and low.

A tryst born in curiosity,
It bore fruit in refinement
Like a fine wine newly-aged
And the stars were in alignment
When the two danced that night.
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fantastic, very enjoyable to read :)
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Re: Libris Obscaena

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Still can't color it to my satisfaction, but this is an old pic of Ansha that I drew.
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And this is a wallpaper I created based off of a drawing of Ansha a friend did. Some day, I'll shade it properly...and add color to those lips. XD

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Re: Libris Obscaena

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There's two sides to every coin
The right and the wrong--
And every shade of grey.

What mixture we found was bittersweet
And while Gerff was wrong
His was also the right
And his the mercy to give.
Elowee's was the wrong,
But hers the mercy granted
And hers the curse implanted.
Ansha's the tongue, the charm
And hers the hand to stay
And Elenaril the one
To keep Slate's hand at bay.

There are two sides to every coin
The right and the wrong--
And every shade of grey.
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This is all very nice .....
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