Fire in Eden

Voices in a whirlwind, rising across the plain...

My muses come out to rage through the peace that once existed: Wild, pitiless, insane, yet beautiful, they needed a wilderness to wander through and I gave it to them. They will enjoy your company if you can endure their talk!

A full cast list will be posted very soon, replete with character profiles!

( The Actors in Their Roles )

Yumi doesn't seem to see what lies beneath the mind: Blood-stained nerves, strained to the point of breaking. She, a grown woman can't stay in the cocoon of childhood forever, no matter what she wishes- I cannot let her live the fantasy of moral innocence for long.

So much to learn- perhaps a fright or two will wake her up. Sleep well, Yumi. I'll be in your dreams tonight.

I can dazzle her with philosophy and writing all I like, but these are a farce compared to the battlefield. Blood is covered entirely by intellect, like an architect praising the facade of the Roman Colosseum, conveniently forgetting how many people have sat in it and bayed like wolves to see the blood of humans and animals alike spilled as a form of entertainment.

It's strange how history seems to place thought before action... perhaps that is Yumi's curse.

~Kobi

Who needs a pocket watch on a chain swinging side to side when you have hypnotic music to get you to sleep? It's only at the point between tiredness and sleep that she goes away and lets me do what I want: It's the closest I can get to being outside without being released from the prison of the white room. Ashtovar wont talk to me: Apparently the fact that I have no excuse to be a troublemaker (being human) and he has that whole 'inner nature' of the demi-demon-angel with the one black wing (giving him leave to create havoc wherever he goes in the name of protection) gives him superiority here.

To hell with that. Which one of us does she listen to more, I wonder?

The only person she really loves is Ti'lon, but then he's the silent partner and she always did so love tigers.

Gods, this room is killing me. How long is she going to keep me in here with this bright light?

~Jez~

It's not a matter of being above them, or below them, or even equal to them. It's just about standing when they kick you down, each and every time you speak your truth. Hold us down, the words will flow. Talluke's stories and laughter echo above your screeching tanks and thundering rockets: Above the violence the vision careens into your weapons of genocide, knocking it off the face of the planet. The echo of my voice bounces off your gas-masks of malice back onto my face: it takes the spilt blood with it as it goes.

Legends will last longer than your godforsaken life.

Arrest me, torture me. Even without a tongue I have a voice.

~Peter~

The cat has gotten out again. DAMMIT I told that thing to stay in its' cage- and don't tell me the damn thing doesn't understand, if cats couldn't take orders then we wouldn't keep them as pets.

Fingers crossed this ridiculous contraption actually works. Christ knows why she wanted it.

~Jez~