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Shades of Pemberley, Chap 3

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Shades of Pemberley, Chap 3

Anxiety The sun did not dare raise its bright head in Mayfair the next morning. The glass window panes were steadily beaten with a near constant percussion of wintery rain. So it was of no surprise to the household when their new mistress called for breakfast to be sent to her room and not to be disturbed due to a headache. In fact, most of the staff believed it a wonderful sign of the mistress' love for their master, and it brightened their daily chores significantly in spite of the black cloud of Miss Darcy's disappearance. Languishing in her bed was never something Elizabeth Darcy tended to indulge in. But waking to the dreadful weather

Shades of Pemberley, Chap. 2

losing buoyance

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losing buoyance

pulling away closing off bit by bit, inch by inch i know the signs and yet i sit helpless like a babe newborn unable to protect myself the wounds still too new and too deep to scab over yet in the churning waves you were my buoy saved me from the watery grave and my self but now i'm treading water for hours and hours alone the sun is setting over the horizon and i'm so tired i want to stop kicking and slip under the surface goodbye.

stitch me up

Ode for an old soul

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Ode for an old soul

California, California Where she hails from this day A friend of mine if I may Emy, Emy, Emy Such a beautiful name to say To her gratitude I pay We're down, we frown She's there with a sword to slay and keep depression at bay She's brill, she's caring And she's always there to say "Come on let's roleplay!"

under the surface

Helter Skelter

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Helter Skelter

Down, down, down we go No way to stop Brightly colored flashes distract and retract Merry music bends and turns like the curves guiding me faster down Even if the will was there Nothing would stop this spiral into the depths. And with each passing second, the path is slicker, the lights brighter, the music more sacrine sweet Until I want to choke from it all Until I am so twisted around that up is down and down is up Like Alice followed the rabbit down that blasted hole so I spin and spin, my head reeling, the defeated in the battle for balance. What if at the end of the slide, there is nothing?

Stranglehold

Burrowing Deeper Still...

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Burrowing Deeper Still...

It began as a gnawing in my chest. Slowly I felt the tissue break   piece by piece sinew by sinew snappy off into tiny bits of soft muscle and blood dropletts. I can barely feel it, but I know it's there. That nagging, horrible scraping feeling as the layers of tissue flake away, jagged edges And then it begins to ache to rip at the flesh as though a drill burrowing deeper through my body straight towards my heart. I'm powerless to stop you.

Birthday Giftie

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Shades of Pemberley, Chap 3

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Shades of Pemberley, Chap 3

Anxiety The sun did not dare raise its bright head in Mayfair the next morning. The glass window panes were steadily beaten with a near constant percussion of wintery rain. So it was of no surprise to the household when their new mistress called for breakfast to be sent to her room and not to be disturbed due to a headache. In fact, most of the staff believed it a wonderful sign of the mistress' love for their master, and it brightened their daily chores significantly in spite of the black cloud of Miss Darcy's disappearance. Languishing in her bed was never something Elizabeth Darcy tended to indulge in. But waking to the dreadful weather

Shades of Pemberley, Chap. 2

losing buoyance

l

losing buoyance

pulling away closing off bit by bit, inch by inch i know the signs and yet i sit helpless like a babe newborn unable to protect myself the wounds still too new and too deep to scab over yet in the churning waves you were my buoy saved me from the watery grave and my self but now i'm treading water for hours and hours alone the sun is setting over the horizon and i'm so tired i want to stop kicking and slip under the surface goodbye.

stitch me up

Ode for an old soul

O

Ode for an old soul

California, California Where she hails from this day A friend of mine if I may Emy, Emy, Emy Such a beautiful name to say To her gratitude I pay We're down, we frown She's there with a sword to slay and keep depression at bay She's brill, she's caring And she's always there to say "Come on let's roleplay!"

under the surface

Helter Skelter

H

Helter Skelter

Down, down, down we go No way to stop Brightly colored flashes distract and retract Merry music bends and turns like the curves guiding me faster down Even if the will was there Nothing would stop this spiral into the depths. And with each passing second, the path is slicker, the lights brighter, the music more sacrine sweet Until I want to choke from it all Until I am so twisted around that up is down and down is up Like Alice followed the rabbit down that blasted hole so I spin and spin, my head reeling, the defeated in the battle for balance. What if at the end of the slide, there is nothing?

Stranglehold

Burrowing Deeper Still...

B

Burrowing Deeper Still...

It began as a gnawing in my chest. Slowly I felt the tissue break   piece by piece sinew by sinew snappy off into tiny bits of soft muscle and blood dropletts. I can barely feel it, but I know it's there. That nagging, horrible scraping feeling as the layers of tissue flake away, jagged edges And then it begins to ache to rip at the flesh as though a drill burrowing deeper through my body straight towards my heart. I'm powerless to stop you.

Birthday Giftie

Saturday Morning

Perhaps (I Did Not Always Love Him)

Tea time with Mr. Darcy

A Quiet Sort of Love

Shocking Lady Catherine

Spotlight

Shades of Pemberley, Chap 3

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Shades of Pemberley, Chap 3

Anxiety The sun did not dare raise its bright head in Mayfair the next morning. The glass window panes were steadily beaten with a near constant percussion of wintery rain. So it was of no surprise to the household when their new mistress called for breakfast to be sent to her room and not to be disturbed due to a headache. In fact, most of the staff believed it a wonderful sign of the mistress' love for their master, and it brightened their daily chores significantly in spite of the black cloud of Miss Darcy's disappearance. Languishing in her bed was never something Elizabeth Darcy tended to indulge in. But waking to the dreadful weather
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Another Chapter!

Another Chapter!

Yes yes another chapter has posted! I'm even getting a BETA through one of my fave JAFF sites to read over it, so it may be edited in the future. I'm loving this story so far and have a great outline for the future. Drop in and tell me what you think!

New Chapter *GASP*

New Chapter *GASP*

A new chapter of Shades of Pemberley is up - go check it out! Please let me know if you have any critiques or comments - I love this story and am really trying to finish it!!!

After a long hiatus...

After a long hiatus...

...I nearly wrote something about a phoenix, but that's a really bad way to start this post. I'm more like a unicorn: desired but unattainable, withdrawn. I first want to thank all my dear friends, you know who you are, for forcing me to realize my absence due to work was hurting my own personality. I have suffered from tremendous stress over the last year, only to cause myself to withdraw and become hermitted again. Not something I enjoy or even miss. So here's my attempt at breaking the cycle. I shall attempt to revive Shades of Pemberley this holiday, as well as trying to be more social. I love you all!

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artgyrlProfessional Traditional Artist
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Thank you SO much for all the :+fav: and lovely comments darling! I hope to catch you online soon, and chapter IV should be uploaded this weekend as well :D
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Love you long time! thanks for the :+fav:!
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