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The Spirit of God, who raised Jesus from the dead, lives in you. And just as God raised Christ Jesus from the dead, he will give life to your mortal bodies by this same Spirit living within you.
-Romans 8:11
It's a strange thing, after all
Remember that scent of love? So warm, tender, and gentle. Remember those touches in the night? Your hands enveloping me in the darkness. How we were real? Without looking back. Together, like children in a game. In love despite the dawn. You read to me at night. Softly, whispering words like a secret. And I woke up early, Making your favorite coffee. You never let go, Always there, even in the darkness. Gently touching warm hands, And I remembered how you kissed. Quietly, softly, touching my forehead, Placing your hand on my shoulder. You whispered gently in my ear: “I love you.” Creating false boundaries, Fire burning in our eyes. We played the role of “friends,” But our feelings tore through limits. --- Your voice. Tender, affectionate. As a morning ringtone on the phone. Your scent is insanely familiar, Warm, sweet. It's mine. Your embraces wake me at dawn. Your touches give me warmth. Like an angel's wings in the dark. Warm, tender, familiar. In the whole world, only you and I. You're mine, I'm yours, our entire world. --- Remember how good we were together? When we were alone, in complete silence. When your voice was tender and real, And you were there, not forced to run away. Your number on speed dial, The only one who will answer the call. In this world, besides you, I'm not needed. To no one. To no one but you. You come - the clocks freeze, Everything stops instantly. Your whisper gets louder, Drowning out the sounds of pain around us. Gentle. Pure. Kind. Beloved. Your voice spreading all around. It changes near me, Softly and affectionately saying words. You changed for me. Remember? You promised to always be by my side. To kiss my body endlessly. So your warmth would never disappear. You were the prince of light, And I, a fallen star from the sky. We vanished into the night, Emerging again after dawn. --- Your voice. Tender, affectionate. As a morning ringtone on the phone. Your scent is insanely familiar, Warm, sweet. It's mine. Your embraces wake me at dawn. Your touches give me warmth. Like an angel's wings in the dark. Warm, tender, familiar. In the whole world, only you and I. You're mine, I'm yours, our entire world.
Across the line
We are not destined to be together, Prohibitions destroy our chains. Foolish laws, like shadows, Erase the traces of our love. I miss you, desperately miss you, For the sweet, tender scent. Your hair, the scent of your body. I am dying of thirst for you. But we are not to be together. No. You are ideal, fictional, like a dream. I am real, alive, like fire. We are different, like fire and water. They think - it can't be so, Love cannot exist, It cannot be ideal, Tender and beautiful like our love. They don't understand that there is something more, Warm, beautiful, brightly shining, Where there is understanding, so strong, Like steel, but at the same time soft. But we are not to be together. No. You are ideal, fictional, like a dream. I am real, alive, like fire. We are different, like fire and water. In the window, flowers are already withering, But they won't believe in our feelings, They won't sense our love, It is not destined for them to understand us. They won't accept our feelings, For them, they are alien, They try to destroy, To shatter this love like ashes.
Життя в умовах війни: погляд з Харкова
Я не знаю, як це Скрізь страх і тривогу, Жити у підвалі або метро. Я не знаю, як це Виїжджати втечею, На потязі з написом "Евакуація". Я не знаю, як це Ставати біженцем, Та не мати куди повертатись. Але я знаю, як це Збирати життя у звичайний рюкзак, Через біль у серці й неспокій. Я знаю, як це Жити під вибухами, З єдиною мрією прокинутись Я знаю, як це Ховатися від літаків, Втрачаючи останні спалахи надії
Я знаю, як це Коли життя обривається Мов недописаний книжковий рассказ. Я знаю, як це Боятися навіть у безпеці, Де немає ворога і все позаду. Але ми з Харкова, Залізобетонного міста. Вистояли та далі будемо стояти.
Tangled Thoughts
Trouble. We've got a little trouble. I'm 19, and you…? I don't remember. That's just a fact. We're both lost. In this bewildering world we're in. Am I wanting love? What's wrong with me? You're a part of me, yet never to be mine. You emerge from the shadows, Like echoes of a distant past. I flee when all's well and good, Lost amidst my own emotions' flood. Someone will love you, but it's not me. All's awry — our kinship, life, and emotions' sea. I'm lost in the maze of my own mind, Searching for answers, I cannot find. About our past, our lives, about this light, It all seems surreal, almost paranormal tonight. You've always said, with comforting voice: “It's okay, no problem, make your choice. Just a little lost, that's alright, It's normal not to be okay tonight.” “Just be yourself, don't fret or fray. You're not losing your mind,” you'd say. And I heed your words, every line, They console me, every time. In one day, you were that my light One small thing in dark shining so bright Your voice always sounded like Something else inside my head. It helps to hear the news, though dire, Don’t concentrate on political discourse. You take my mind off all my problems. You won't let me get stuck in this trouble. “Just let it go, don't dwell or fret. Don't let your pain make you forget, There's no one here to hear your plight, Just let it go, into the night.” I'm not certain, maybe it's fine, To feel not okay, sometimes be blind. It's normal, to be out of my mind, Perhaps that's why, I'm happy to find.
Складності Темряви Чи були відчуття, коли нічого не хотілось?Коли розум розривався від тривог? Коли тіло ломилось від пригнічуючих думок? Чи були відчуття, що все закінчиться зараз? Як миттєвий спалах вогню, Що поглиблюється в абсолютну темряву. Ти пам'ятаєш ті миті? Що ніколи не буде сказано? Про ті миті наодинці без ніяких прильотів. Чи зможемо ми забути, як спільно ховались, Писали один одному в ночі, Мріючи про відповідь "Живий". Чи довго ми будемо далеко один від одного, В цьому світі, наповненому темрявою, Без світла та надії на спокій?
Страж за моей спиной Я люблю смотреть на небо, И думать, что там есть он. И каждый раз не важно кто, Ангел, демон или человек. Он не будет яростен и зол, Узнав о всех оплошностях моих. Несмотря на боль и страх, Он рядом в каждый час. Стоять стеной — то принцип, Чтобы защитить и оградить меня. В книгах не найти ответов, На вопрос — Какой он есть. Нет ни мира, ни религии, Где сказали бы — Кто он есть. В моей голове он — Некто. Кто держит и не отпустит. И среди звезд вспыхнет свет, Его зов объявит — Он с тобой.
Иной мир
Когда-то, было то давно… Открыли двери мне в волшебный мир. И счастье ведь ко мне пришло, А звезды стали еще ближе. И вот он… Чудес он полон мир. Оказалось, вот мой дом, Где счастье, радость и друзья. И как-то раз… Ведь мне сказали: Семья не кровный брат с сестрой, А кто в паденье руку дал. И вот метла, и снитч, и тренировки… А это был лишь третий курс. Спустя столько длинных тренировок, Факультет забрал свой приз. А дальше было как в тумане… Дуэли, палочка, поклон. Казалось противник вновь сильней, Но тут вот кубок мы забрали. А следом и экзамены начались… И сдача СОВ не за горами. Все учителя гордились нами, ведь стали мы ближе, чем семья. И началось у нас везенье… Факультет вновь победу взял. Но в это время мы все правила нарушили, И углубились в изучение наук. Мой крайний курс, я помню смутно… Мы анимагию все изучили. И кто-то мне вновь сказал: Ты волк? Символ Моргенштернов ведь гриффон! И тут из палочки моей… Патронус вырвался голубым огнем. И лишь тогда я поняла всю суть, Я не похожа на семью. Тогда закончилось все быстро… Был на отлично сдан последний экзамен. И начался мой путь с конца, Я выбрала его сама. И вновь вернулись мы к дуэлям… Но теперь связали они нас. Мы в бое победили с ней вдвоем, И свои судьбы мы сплотили сами. Появилась руна, на плече моем… Мы друг другу клятву дали: «The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.» Мы поклялись… Всю жизнь быть рядом. Всегда вести бой вместе, Начав жизнь с чистого листа
it is important to note that her main arc encompass all verses within the timeline of her existence, including those past lives (i.e. selene, artemis, etc.). every other verse is considered an alternate universe to her main arc. plotting in any of these verses is preferred but not required for writing.
MAIN ARC
CIRCA PRESENT DAY Various Locations, CEO Era (age: 27-) I WILL DEFAULT TO THIS VERSE UNLESS OTHERWISE REQUESTED OR PLOTTED
The infamous supernatural hunter, Gerard Argent, has returned from the dead and has seemingly set his eyes on Scott McCall and his pack again. When Scott phones in an old flame for help after several threats and close calls, it quickly becomes clear that Gerard has much more up his sleeve than originally thought and that his hunger for power might mean putting Allison in the hot seat once again. Allison divides her time between California and Louisiana as she struggles with old and new demons, and the greed and wrath of her power-hungry grandfather. [VERSE TAG: THE WOLVES OF WAR ARE AT YOUR DOOR (main 001).]
CIRCA 2019-2022 Louisiana, CEO Era (age: 23-26)
Chris Argent steps down as CEO of Argent Arms International and relinquishes command to Allison. She liquidates the arms business branch and focuses primarily on rebranding the Argent name, not as hunters and enemies to the supernatural community but instead as safe allies and friends. [VERSE TAG: ALL THE ACHE HAS LEAD ME HERE (main 002).]
CIRCA 2014-2019 Louisiana, Pre-CEO (age: 19-23)
These four years are absolutely crucial to Allison's development post-resurrection. She is living in NOLA with her aunt Adelaide and discovering the truth about her origins (i.e. her past lives, specifically as Selene). Her father is in France, but they remain in communication as he remains A.I.’s COO. Allison is establishing herself in the area as a professional consulting huntress and is often working with various allies and establishments to safely contain supernatural threats. [VERSE TAG: I HAVE NOWHERE AND NO ONE TO WHICH I BELONG (main 003).]
CIRCA 2013-2014 Immediate Post-Resurrection (age: 18-19)
I stray away from high school things. This is a personal preference based on my own discomfort. So this verse primarily focuses on Allison's adventures with her father after she’s dropped out of high school and left Beacon Hills. They are constantly moving around within this year as Allison learns alongside her father about hunting, tracking/tracing, and various supernatural creatures. During this time, she is also getting her GED. [VERSE TAG: THE DEATH OF THE MOON & THE BIRTH OF HER (main 004).]
Selene/Artemis Primary
A writing verse for all interactions with Selene or Artemis, Allison's original lives. [VERSE TAG: THE GODS WILL FEAR YOU WOLF MOTHER (main 005).]
Marie-Jeanne Valet Primary
A writing verse for all interactions with Marie-Jeanne Valet, one of Allison's previous lives. [VERSE TAG: HUNTRESS O’ HUNTRESS COME DOWN TO ME (main 006).]
ALTERNATE
Comic
Identical to Allison's CEO era canon verse, but with comic elements. Setting varies dependent on the plot. Adaptable to any comic brand. [VERSE TAG: SHE WHO BRINGS THE NIGHT BRINGS THE PEACE (alternate - comic).]
Gotham/Reeves’ The Batman + Phillips’ Joker
Similar to above, but set within the combined universe of The Batman (2022) and Joker (2019). Plotting required. [VERSE TAG: PRECEDED BY A REPUTATION TOO BLOODY (alternate - in gotham).]
High Fantasy
Witch in the woods. Barefoot heathen who runs with wolves and dances naked under the night sky. She is Goddess of the Moon. Plotting required. [VERSE TAG: CAUGHT DRINKING MOONLIGHT (alternate - high fantasy).]
Horror
tbd [VERSE TAG: THE VIOLENCE OF WOLVES & THE MERCY OF THE MOON (alternate - horror).]
Star Wars/Trek/Dune/Sci-Fi
Generally, she is a well-known political figure always against war and corruption. Depending on the specific verse, she may or may not also have other various abilities and titles. For example, in a SW verse, she is Force sensitive but without practice or guidance. More to come; plotting required. [VERSE TAG: HOLDING COUNCIL WITH THE MOON (alternate - space).]
Regency (Austen/Bridgerton adaptable)
The Duchess of Nice, having recently lost her mother, is the highly coveted lady of the season. The Argent name is widely known and well-respected, though there are scandalous secrets brewing behind the scenes. More information to come. [VERSE TAG: THE DRESSING DOWN OF A REPUTATION (alternate - regency).]
Pirate
While she once was a highly esteemed lady of the courts, Allison Argent has grown now in infamy as the dread pirate captain with a crew full of mysterious monsters. [VERSE TAG: I WILL LEAD THE CHANGING OF THE TIDES (alternate - pirate).]
Grisha
tbd [VERSE TAG: RENDERER OF THE MOONLIGHT (alternate - grisha).]
Deathless
tbd [VERSE TAG: WE WOLVES FIND COMFORT IN BLOOD (alternate - deathless).]
Witcher
tbd [VERSE TAG: WITCH OF THE WILD (alternate - witcher).]
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“Give thanks to the Lord for he is good;his love endures forever.” 1Chronicles 16:34
I worry for the day
I will speak of you
in the past tense.
And I hate myself
for being too weak
to tolerate you
when I have
the chance to.
Just because I take what comes doesn’t mean I do not wonder what drives us forward.
You’d think after fearing the inevitable all your life it would hurt less when the inevitable finally happens.
But it doesn’t, it hurts just as much; if not more.
Maybe because it’s the one thing you hoped more than anything would never come true.
A young teens questions and a young adults revisions