Recent content by Nastasia Caliburn

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    The Whispers of the Waves Speak Sweet Melodies

    Her heart pummeled loudly in her chest, as he gently touched the side of her face. Life was being good to her, kind to her from the very moment Amauri had entered it. She smiled up at him as he asked her to dinner wishing somehow it was not just the plans of two friends being made but something...
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    The Whispers of the Waves Speak Sweet Melodies

    Nastasia smiled at the thought of Vincent thinking his father a hero, she glanced at him and knew that in the time they had known one another; with the friendship that they had built she thought the same thing. It wasn't that he had done anything wonderful and heroic to her or for her but daily...
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    Bringing Attention To the Public (Public Appearance Thread)

    Nastasia had been to Carrow Hall, especially to see how Vixen and Christian were faring since her departure and was delighted to see that they were flourishing nicely. It seemed to be helping Christian no end to have moments whereby he could leave for his fathers home when he chose. They were...
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    The Whispers of the Waves Speak Sweet Melodies

    She feigned a sigh of relief exaggerating it just a little as she smiled. "Thank goodness for that then, I would have felt very foolish having to go away and come back again" she could not help the thought that came completely by surprise though, that she would happily come back to his side time...
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    The Whispers of the Waves Speak Sweet Melodies

    She couldn't help but smile at his reaction to her speedy presence, if she had wings she would have flown to him or if she were any way magical she would have apparated but running to him seemed infinitely more romantic. Nastasia paused in her train of thought, when had she regarded him in a...
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    The Whispers of the Waves Speak Sweet Melodies

    Nastasia Caliburn walked along the edge of the shore line clad in a purple bikini and sarong. The weather was cool but being an Italian she enjoyed the briefest bit of sunshine and heat and welcomed it as a star to the night sky. She had earlier packed a bag with a beach towel and a book and...
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    Death Becomes Her

    Nastasia sighed wearily she could very easily have returned via the floo network but she had chosen to show Vixen instead the magic that possessed the muggle world as well. From large aeroplanes that flew in the sky, to huge winding and moving baggage holders and stairs. She hoped opening up the...
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    Rate the Sig

    10 / 10 OMG!! I had to rate this one, the moment i saw it the other day I :wub: :wub: it :woot: everything about it ttly rocks and I mean everything ^_^ :lol: :wub:
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    We come from the land of the ice and snow

    She had finally gotten Vixen down for her mid-day nap and was all set to tidy up when she heard Julie call for Tristan. Wondering if she could be of any assistance to her, Nastasia left the room quietly after flicking on the switch to the monitor. Carrying it's replica down with her, she...
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    Time doesn't heal all wounds

    If she were foolish she would have flung her arms around the other man and hugged him dearly for letting them leave again with Vixen but she was not, and the past few years living with her cousin had tempered her cautious nature greatly. She instead inflicted a bow of her head in his direction...
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    Time doesn't heal all wounds

    Nastasia heard the different voices about her and wished to heavens that she had not come here at all. If her cousin had not demanded this final favor from her, she would not have bothered but they were the fathers and they had the rights, she did not. Her charges would be taken from her and...
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    Time doesn't heal all wounds

    Nassie was shaking as she stepped through the fireplace, through the green smoke and into the strange room. In her right arm cradled lovingly was the youngest Dolohov, Ivaylo fast asleep while holding her hand and insisting he could walk still and that he was not tired was Christian, the eldest...
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    Good things come to those Who wait

    As much as she loved coffee the small village café did not have the greatest selection yet the cups were refilled countlessly as time progressed. She smiled and laughed at his anecdotes, listened enthralled as he spoke about his childhood. Became sombre and sympathetic when he spoke to her about...
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    Good things come to those Who wait

    She was glad he was about as speechless about it as she and did not want to dissect it, analyse why contact with this man felt like depth charges exploding inside of her. Nodding with a smile on her face she began to walk with him in the direction of the very small village just over the hill. It...
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    Good things come to those Who wait

    It had possibly been his stern exterior that had made her speak before thinking but why she would have presumed so hastily was beyond her. She could only put it down to the fact that around him she was not thinking straight, around him everything changed. The air seemed charged, everything...
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