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#mmf #nsfw

Lost and Found

“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.”

― L.M. Montgomery, The Story Girl

Gentil ran. Gentil ran and stumbled and tripped and followed his feet as if they were on autopilot. If his story truly began here, that’s what the first lines would be. But his story really did begin here; just not now. Sometime in his past, in this place - the seed germinated inside of his black heart and took root with the hope that he’d never return. But somehow he did.

Lamb… what have you done...

He slid against the door, his head felt heavier than the rest of his entire body combined. The heavy breathing revealed the dust and years gone, all in the faint odor of burnt paper and old books. The dark of the deepening afternoon was forgiving on his eyesight, his head still throbbing from the multiple head contusions and his chin was on his chest as he sat down.

He couldn’t respond to Gabe. He only gave the faintest of whimpers when he realized that even his own voice hurt his sensitive ears. His feet throbbed from all the running, still bare from when he gave up his boots. His belly itched where the piercing had been gone for nearly half a day and a dried film of sweat was making him feel uncomfortable in his own skin.

That was strange… his hand was up in front of his face and his sight was trying to focus. Those were definitely his dirty fingers, moving in that little stream of dusty sunlight that was piercing the drapes. Did he raise that hand? He looked beyond it to the window and then looked around the room. He knew this place. This was Gabriel Sunwing’s apartment. 

Lamb no…

Tipping forward on his hands and knees he crawled through the debris and made his way to the fireplace. There were half burned books, hand-written and otherwise in a penmanship he didn’t quite recognize. Was it his? 

Don’t read it. Please…

'… because if they only knew who they were dealing with they would not do such. Anger boils inside of me and there are so many things I could do to crush them under my heels…'

Gentil leaned against the hearth and looked to the desk. Carefully he dragged himself to the chair and into it, nearly vomiting as his stomach flipped. He caught his breath although and pulled open the drawer. 

Pictures of things he’d drawn. A key. A brittle scroll with the faint scent of thistle. A book that was bound with leather. He started to realize that it was Gabe that was sickened with what he saw and he was panting in a panic that didn’t show on his face.

When Gentil looked across the room he committed it to eye and realized that he could already guess where everything was. The spare candles. The hookah. The leather straps disguised as decoration on the bed. The cabinet of hallucinogens and the laundry chute. The dents in the wall where he’d punched it. And the mirror he used to admire himself in for hours…


 Carefully he approached, more intrigued than afraid. It was tarnished; his reflection was blurred but he could still see the face reflected back at him. Images flashed through his mind of so many things that the mirror had seen. Violence, sex, drug induced stupors and spells… so many spells. Gentil reached to hold the frame and tilt it to face him. The face on the other side was looking away from him, struggling to breath between the sobs.

"They can’t hurt you anymore…" Gentil whispered. 

The buzzing in his skull became a scream. He watched as the Shivarra raised the demon glassed dagger, her other arms shredding the cloth off his body and driving the blade into his spine as he watched his own horrid, twisted scream of torment.

The world went dark. It felt like a dream when Darnath’s strong hands lifted him into his arms and whispered assurances.

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#Gentil RP #Gabe #Darnath #Isle of Quel'Danas #past

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Having Computer issues! I promise to get to all my lovely tags and prompts when it’s fixed >.< 

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#ilu all »


The following letter is scrawled in a heavy scribble, although from the penmanship, it appears that the messy script is less of someone being in a hurry and more that the writer simply doesn’t write very well.


I understand that you make underthings and other such frippery for ladies. I…

Honored Friend,

Thank you for taking the time to write to me. I would be most delighted to meet with you and bring your ideas to life. I am currently recovering in my home from a recent unfortunate circumstance but I will be up and about soon and back in business. I could send you a letter to let you know which days I will be in the city if that is acceptable? I don’t expect many to want to travel to The Ghostlands but it is also an option; it is where I reside.

I look forward to making your imagination come true!


Gentil Webb Owner/Operator ~ Delicate Web

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#commission #Gentil RP #letter #Malithas

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8.289:58 PM

Ten Hours From Netherstorm

A cool breeze made goosebumps ripple down his pale body and Gentil slowly tried to catch his breath. Whimpers were caught in his throat and his face was pressed up against mortar that was unforgiving to his flailing hands. His knuckles were scraped; he could feel the slow burn of realization when his senses discovered he’d hurt himself.

But when he forced his watery eyes open he was forlorn to see that he still couldn’t place where he was. The Delicate Physician stumbled to his feet, aching over his fear of panic and running off across the grass. “No…nononono…” He pleaded to no one in particular, thinking he’d made himself forget again. He ran for shelter in the shade of another building and barely heard the movement behind him with his own heart hammering in his ears. He tried desperately to remember the last hours of being awake and it was too much to bear.

A cold, wet hand grabbed him by the back of his neck and slammed his head against the wall to subdue him and the world toppled.The Naga lifted him over his shoulder like a sack of apples, his hiss sounding like a dragon exhaling in the state of Gentil’s mind. His body fought to stay limp and his eyes rolled.


Half-conscious, the Light-wielder pushed his hand against the serpent creature’s back and let his emotions guide a blast of Light, causing him to be dropped again. There was a distinct thrsskt! of an arrow, and then a dull thud when the Naga was hit. The beast roared and seemed to feel better about abandoning his prey.


The Farstrider frowned at the Physician where he fell and seemed to decide the Naga required more of his attention. That elf was likely going nowhere… right?

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#Gentil RP #Isle of Quel'Danas #Naga #Farstrider #Gabe

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and so to bed Vx


and so to bed Vx

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