The Bookish Gamer

So I partcipated in the Daily Writing Challenge week again for November, I did it for the first time in August when I just had my character Delilah (Who this blog used to be for) But I had several muses to write for this time around. One especially on my mind that had really just taken over all my RP time on wow because her now boyfriend and her are just... UGH they are my happy place! They are utterly disgusting and I think his rper would 100% agree with me on this lol. We love them but agree they are disgustingly adorable. I know I didn't actually finish the week out, but life hit me hard. My husband almost lost his mother. She had two major heart attacks back to back. The woman is a god damn trooper man. She is still kicking and we didn't lose her! But both him and I also came down with being sick around the same time. We just couldn't win! I had planned on writing two stories for each day either both about Esme or other characters. Some were posted here and of course any Esme related story was posted to her blog. I actually learned a lot from this challenge about myself. I had always been previously worried about sharing my writing with people. Yes I know I am sharing my writing with people when I RP with them. But it is a tad different than writing something out on your own and then posting it for others to read. I found how much I enjoyed writing out the lives of my characters, how much just honest joy they themselves brought me even if they were going through some horrific things. Anyway! I think I am probably going to try and finish out the week on my own time now that I am a little recovered and my mother-in-law is actually up and walking even if she is still considered crtical. I can breathe easier both literally and metaphorically. Please enjoy the stories of Esmerillia Dawnweave, Lynaline Brightheart and The Eversky Family. (Spolier Alert they are all intertwined in some form.) Day 1 Sweet - Esmerillia Dawnweave

Day 1 Static - Lynaline Brightheart (TW: Mentions of mental break, grief and psychosis.)

Day 2 Lucky - Esmerillia Dawnweave ft. Arileath Silversun (He's just sleeping)

Day 2 Heartache - Abraxas Eversky

Day 3 Crush - Esmerillia Dawnweave with mentions of Arileath Silversun (Are we seeing a theme here guys?)

Day 3 Serious - Avyanna Eversky & Abraxas Eversky (TW: Mentions of break in and possible SA)

Day 4 Misery - Avyanna Eversky (TW: murder, forced marriage and late term pregnancy loss.) Day 5 Sunshine - Nerissa Silversun (yeah she is Ari's baby sister so you know... obviously mentions of Ari is in this one too.)

(CW: Murder, forced marriage and late term pregnancy loss.)

Avyanna sat on the chaise in her room that over looked the garden. It was not as comforting a sight as it used to be. She was sure that nothing would ever bring her comfort again. A hand absently laid over her stomach. She would start to show soon. Which was why the wedding was being rushed. Which was also why the garden was no longer comforting.

Staff busied themselves with setting up the tables and chairs. Preparing for the big day, the estate had been a flurry of activity for the past week. It wasn't uncommon for nobles to marry quickly, but the rumor mill was already ablaze. Her father had picked him of course, a marriage of political convenience. But also one to teach her a lesson. That she could never disobey him. That her every move was watched.

Tears gathered in her eyes again as she relived the horror of that night just a month ago. Sneaking out to meet her love, a commoner. Someone her father would never allow her to marry. Though she was certain that if he knew she was with child he'd have to. How naive she had been.

She had been giddy with excitement to tell him that they were going to be parents. That they would be able to be together just like they dreamed. But then she'd slipped into the stables and there stood her father. Tyris on his knees with a blade to his throat, held by her father's right hand man.

There had been a lot of yelling, not on her father's part. No the man hadn't raised his voice once during the whole ordeal. Which was what had made her desperate, she blurted out that she was with child. That it was Tyris' the hope being he would spare him and let her wed the man she loved.

Instead he killed him, for soiling his daughter, the slapped her hard across the face. Because she dared to defy him, and was tarnishing the family name by being nothing more than a commoner's whore. She'd been dragged out of the stables screaming and crying. Fighting to get back to Tyris, apologizing for his fate.

Tossed into her rooms and locked away. Two days later the guard came and informed her of her impending nuptials. Then left locking the door again. She heard the door open and shut but didn't move. It was probably a servant bringing her daily lunch.

"Avy?" The sound of Ebalina's voice had her turning to see the twins standing just inside the door. "How did you two get in here?" Larillis grinned and wiggled her fingers. "Magic. Honestly father's magical locks are so out dated a toddler could break them."

A ghost of a smile tugged at her lips before she turned back to the window. "You two shouldn't be in here. If he catches you-" Ebalina cut her off as she moved to her and sat next to her. "Avy, he murdered the love of your life right in front of you. We are just worried." Larillis came up and laid her chin on he shoulder.

"Exactly, then he locked you in your room and now you're being married off." Avyanna said nothing. Just shrugged, and continued to look out the window. The twins exchanged a look before they just embraced their sister. Avyanna did nothing but continue to stare out the window, replaying the scene in her mind over and over. Wondering if she had never met Tyris if she could have saved him from his fate. After a few moments the twins left her. Which was just as well, they needed to stop being weened off of seeing her as their friend and sister. More as the head of house, perspective had been gained the last month or so in this room.

The sun was setting by the time her door opened again. She still hadn't moved from her spot, having let her thoughts roam. "Eb and Lari, you need to leave me be. I'm fine." When no answer came she scowled and turned only to see Brax standing there in her doorway. He'd been away for the past year almost, training is what their father had told the younger siblings. But she knew what he'd actually been doing. The test their father was pushing him through. "I heard my sister was to be wed." It was said in a flat tone suggesting he knew the reason she nodded and looked back out the window. He moved over to the chaise and sat with her. "It isn't Tyris." A statement not a question, tears filled her eyes and she nodded. If there was one person she could show her emotions to it was Abraxas. After all he was to be her right hand in all this. His hand found hers and before she knew it he had pulled her into his arms. She broke, after nearly a month of nothing, she broke. Tears streamed down her face as she silently wept in her brother's arms. Wept for the life she could have had with Tyris if she'd been born into a different house. If she'd been born poor. Wept for the life growing inside of her that would never know it's true father and would have to be raised in this terrible world of hers. Where ever part of its life would be controlled by her father. "I'm so sorry Avy, I heard what happened. How far along?" She pulled back and wiped at her eyes as she collected herself. "Uh, I'll be around four months in a few weeks." He nodded sighing deeply before a little grin came to his lips. "Gonna be an uncle." She laughed and nodded. "Yeah."

"We'll protect them Avy, I promise you that." She gave him a tight smile and nodded. "I don't think we will be able to. You know how father is, but the thought is nice." Brax lingered in her room for another hour or so before he left. Eventually Avyanna pushed herself from the chaise and made her way to her bed. Slipping between the sheets she fell into a fitful sleep. It felt as if she got little to no sleep when she woke with the sharp tightening pain across her belly. Crying out she sat up, no… throwing back the sheets she saw what she'd hoped to never see. There was so much blood on the sheets, on her gown. She stumbled out of med and pulled the call chord. Tears threatened as she collapsed to her knees as another strong pain ripped through her and she screamed in pain. Her maid came rushing in seeing the sheets and her gown she rushed out of the room. The next week was a blur of blood and pain. The wedding had to be postponed as she couldn't stand, the most she remembered from it was her mother laying in bed with her holding her and the amount of linens, bedsheets and nightgowns she went through. How each and everyone of them got tossed into the fireplace. She was sure she heard her mother say something about not wanting her to have anything to remind her of the event. What was that event? The loss of hers and Tyris' baby. The healers said it was due to stress. There was a small ceremony held in a small hidden part of the garden. Only her mother, Brax and her were there. The next day she plastered on a smile that never reached her eyes and played the part of a happy bride. On the plus side Aramis seemed as miserable as she did. Misery loves company after all.

Abraxas stood at the headstone with the flowers in his hands. It had been a handful of years since the man he loved had gone. Since he had last seen his little sister, but thanks to his sister and her contacts he had been able to keep tabs on her. It had been to hard for him to keep her in his life, a constant reminder of better days. Of a life he had wished he could have had, even if his father had never approved of his lifestyle. He tended to stay away from Silvermoon and home, there were far too many memories both bad and good for his liking. But here he was, back in a place that no longer felt like home. Because one sister was missing and the other had been assaulted in their childhood home. "I know it has been years since I've come by to visit. I regret that my love." He tried to keep the emotion out of his voice, but he couldn't. That had always been Avyanna's strong suit never his, he wore his emotions on his sleeve. He often got brutally punished for it by their father than had to watch while Avyanna go the same punishment. After all she was the eldest, it was her duty to lead by example. So if she had been doing her job than he would have not been showing his emotions so easily. He sat down on the ground and traced the name on the headstone. He wondered if Esmerillia visited her brother's grave. "I have so many regrets you know. I should have protected her for you, but I… I couldn't bring her into my world and I know you would understand. You knew what my family was under the guise of perfection they showed. What they truly dealt in behind closed doors. You were the one and only person I had ever confided in." He swallowed around the lump in his throat as tears filled his eyes and threatened to fall down his cheeks. "She didn't understand I'm sure, thinking I had abandoned her. But I never did, I had my eyes on her at all times. Even if she didn't know it, she has grown into a beautiful woman Aeryndor. You'd be so fucking proud of her. I know I am, she is too much like you. Always protecting people even if she has withdrawn herself for a few years." Laying the flowers on the headstone he wiped at his eyes. He sat in silence as he stared at the headstone of his one true love. At least that had been how it had felt, they had met in the Blood Knight order. Hit it off instantly, friends at first but soon the chemistry between them couldn't be denied. The love affair started in a night of passion shared at a gala that his mother had thrown. He'd never forget how Aeryndor pulled him into the gardens and kissed him breathless, how they quickly found the secret hiding spot him and his siblings had made all those years ago and they spent a good few hours exploring each other. He had never known pleasure like he had with Aeryn, and he had become obsessed with the man. Even more so when he met his sister. "She is doing good now though you know. She has friends, a boyfriend too. He is a thistlehead from what Eb told me. But I did some digging and… well the man has his reasons it seems from what I could find. He treats her well though from what my sources tell me. She's happy Aeryn, which is what I know you always wanted for her. So rest easy that she is happy, safe and loved." Standing he placed a hand on the headstone and said a prayer. One that he had said often in the years since he lost the man. One that asked for this heartache to leave him.