We are the starets

Be not afraid

For I am back, my friends. My lucky.. lucky friends. The world is not sane, no, it never was. Shall we work together to create sanity? Perhaps push until chaos blossoms over every land and coarses through the ever shriveling veins of man, woman and child? Tell me, hast the lady ever made love to a god? A devil? Hast the man ever sought inescapable pleasure in a demons arms? In those of the angel? They are one in the same and they are Rasputin. I am all that is holy. I am all that is sacred. I am a god incarnate. And you will hear me. Come to me. Come with me. Come for me. You are mine.

Perhaps some vodka first.
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a-l-e-x-e-i:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

It was you? -grins; My my my.. talking behind my back, Alexei? Only good things I would hope?

-Laughs nodding with a smile, keeping his arms about him- Only ever good things Grigori, never anything but.

Oh.. you’re too good to me, my boy. -pulls his head back to look at him; ..too good to me.


a-l-e-x-e-i:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

Yes. -takes the boys hands and pressed them against his ears; Do you not feel it? They say.. that when one is talked about by others their ears begin to ring.

I.. yes! I remember that saying. -nods as he holds his hand to Grigori’s ear and then laughs softly- That was me, talking about you—that is why your ears are ringing.

It was you? -grins; My my my.. talking behind my back, Alexei? Only good things I would hope?


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{She snaps at him.} If I have it my way, I won’t have a heart any longer. Please just- I’m sorry. I can’t.

Temper.. temper..


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{She doesn’t look at him, keeping her gaze on the ground.} Not really. I’m just me.

Of course you are. -crosses his arms and watches her; The voice may be different but the soul is the same.. the body may have changed, but the heart stayed the same. This is true…


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a-l-e-x-e-i:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

a-l-e-x-e-i replied to your post: My ears.. they ring.

Добрый день, Григорий.

-smiles broadly and embraces him; Likewise, my boy.. how are you feeling this morning? Well, I hope?

-nods and grins happily, returning the hug a bit tighter- I am, yes—you? Your ears are ringing?

Yes. -takes the boys hands and pressed them against his ears; Do you not feel it? They say.. that when one is talked about by others their ears begin to ring.


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I’ve been somewhat dead. So when I came back, new face. It’s part of the deal.

Ah. I see.. so we are, essentially, one in the same. -steps forward; Still very beautiful.


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a-l-e-x-e-i replied to your post: My ears.. they ring.

Добрый день, Григорий.

-smiles broadly and embraces him; Likewise, my boy.. how are you feeling this morning? Well, I hope?


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youmaythinkyouknowme liked your post: My ears.. they ring.

The angel- she returns. -eyes her, cocking a brow; With a new face, it seems..


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