rose of porcelain

roseofporcelain:

I awaken in a room with soft light dawning in. I’ve been away at school for so long that the room no longer feels like my own, and my mother’s put fussy touches around, which aren’t to my taste.

Still, the bowl of white roses across from my bed permeates the room with scent, as though a woman lingers there.

"Your coffee, sir!" A sharp knock rattles the old, fragile door knob.

4 notes   -  23 April

roseofporcelain:

I awaken in a room with soft light dawning in. I’ve been away at school for so long that the room no longer feels like my own, and my mother’s put fussy touches around, which aren’t to my taste.

Still, the bowl of white roses across from my bed permeates the room with scent, as though a woman lingers there.

"Your coffee, sir!" A sharp knock rattles the old, fragile door knob.

(via roseofporcelain)

4 notes   -  22 April
http://alterum-daemonem.tumblr.com/post/83445151452/roseofporcelain-open-alterum-daemonem-all

roseofporcelain:

Open~

alterum-daemonem:

All of the butler’s duties were completed by mid-day that day, which meant a bit of time for himself before needing to make supper for his young master. As he sat on the outside steps of the manor that led to the garden, the demon was unable…

Dannie straightened her slender form and peered easily at the back of the butler.

"Pollen, indeed!" she cried. "Sebastian, what are you about? You know that any cats must be removed from the grounds immediately. You’ll be the death of the young master, and me besides."

(Source: corporal--leviackerman, via corporal--leviackerman)

5 notes   -  22 April

roseofporcelain:

I awaken in a room with soft light dawning in. I’ve been away at school for so long that the room no longer feels like my own, and my mother’s put fussy touches around, which aren’t to my taste.

Still, the bowl of white roses across from my bed permeates the room with scent, as though a woman lingers there.

"Your coffee, sir!" A sharp knock rattles the old, fragile door knob.

4 notes   -  21 April
Open~

alterum-daemonem:

All of the butler’s duties were completed by mid-day that day, which meant a bit of time for himself before needing to make supper for his young master. As he sat on the outside steps of the manor that led to the garden, the demon was unable to help himself as a feline with jet black fur…

Dannie was striding across the garden when suddenly she was overtaken with a sneezing fit. All of the books she was holding collapsed to the ground with the exertions. Breathing convulsively, she reached for a handkerchief in the pocket of her apron to repair her face and besmirched spectacles.

She moaned as she saw that a borrowed book, one which belonged to the neighboring lord, who had lent it to her mistress, who had lent it to her, had been dirtied.

Then she noticed the black-haired butler seated there, looking suspicious. “What’s tha— ah-choo!— behind—” Dannie sneezed violently again, embarrassed at the tears forming in her eyes. “Ugh— Sebastian— tell me you haven’t a furry animal there— ah-choo!”

(Source: corporal--leviackerman)

5 notes   -  21 April

I awaken in a room with soft light dawning in. I’ve been away at school for so long that the room no longer feels like my own, and my mother’s put fussy touches around, which aren’t to my taste.

Still, the bowl of white roses across from my bed permeates the room with scent, as though a woman lingers there.

"Your coffee, sir!" A sharp knock rattles the old, fragile door knob.

4 notes   -  20 April
CREDIT HBU.