|Ah, romance.... <3|
progress of productionThe building looks so dilapidated that he fears, at first, that it's been abandoned; he checks the card twice to be certain he has the correct address. Only a light flickering in an upstairs window confirms that there's anyone in residence at all. And there's no guarantee it isn't just a vagrant.progress of production by SpookMouse
He's no less dubious once he actually reaches the door to room 306 (the numbers are falling off, not a particularly good sign) but he's come this far, and at least there's enough noise within to indicate someone's there. So he knocks.
There's a crash from inside the flat, followed by a thump, a muffled curse, and someone calling "Um- just a moment!" He waits patiently; a moment later there's a rather loud bang and a few curls of black smoke blow out from under the door. Hm.
More smoke clouds out when the door opens, momentarily obscuring the figure of the small, soot-streaked man before him. "Er, sorry about that," he says, attempting to wave the smoke away but only succeeding in
A Prelude to ProsperityI came to know him through a business arrangement. I was still quite young them, my father dead and leaving his son to pick up the pieces. In all, I inherited a small county estate, a mid-sized library, and a failing trade business between my homeland of Great Britain and France. I attended a more than awkward dinner party about a month in the funeral's wake, after which I wanted nothing more than to shut all the blinds and doors and stay inside for the rest of my days. Yet, time went on, and I eventually allowed myself out in public again, struggling to keep my father's old ships afloat.A Prelude to Prosperity by RonitheBear
I was contemplating how I was going to afford docking expenses again when the first strange letter came across my desk. It detailed an extensive proposal for sponsorship by a man named Jude Langston. I recognized the name immediately; the Langston Company was amazingly well-known for its ships-- almost as well-known as Mr. Langstons's reputation for being self-isolated. Yet, the man somehow had k
The teardrop is because I once killed a man, so I am told apparently. With words.|
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Favourite genre of music: ...eh
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Favourite cartoon character: Jack Spicer
Personal Quote: JUDAS, FUCKER OF CHRIST