.:Caesinirthos:. And So It GoesThe breeze was calm and warm...as it always was in this golden forest. The clear pond's water was cool beneath his bare feet. Small ripples spread from his steps as he walked slowly across the surface of the crystalline waters to stand in the middle of the large pond. The wind lovingly caressed his spotless white robes and long golden hair, loose and flowing down his back like molten metal, a flash of a hint to what this man truly was..:Caesinirthos:. And So It Goes39 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was quiet, the only sounds were of the warm-colored trees rustling in that same breeze. It was a perpetual autumn and the leaves danced across the lake to gracefully rest up on the water. A maple leaf gently nudged Caesin's foot but he hardly paid it no mind. His thoughts were elsewhere. Once brilliant golden eyes looked to the sky...the eyes of a seer now grown cloudy over his long years. Aeons.
How long has it truly been? How long since he took this forest under his wing and guardianship? Time stood still here. Though he often cast his gaze outside
Character CreationFirst be sure to read the rules and FAQ. This is the information to be included in the artist comment section of your application. The applications are located in the resource gallery.Character Creation1 hour ago in Personal More Like This
Pretty easy to figure out. What do we call your character? This is a fantasy world so names can be unique. Just nothing super over the top or extremely plain. And please don't name your character after the Pokemon they are. Cherry the Cherubi is a no-no. If you are not sure about the name you picked, feel free to ask.
How old is your character? And if they appear different than their actual age, include that as well. Once again, nothing super extreme here. If they are 30 something, don't say they look 15. No characters under the age 13, as they would not be able to live on their own and support themselves. NPCS may be children, but main characters must be at least 13.
How tall is your character? And what do they weigh? This helps people figure out where they look up or do
The Crimson WindowDrip... drip... drip...The Crimson Window2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drip... drip... drip...
The rhythmic drips coming from the parlor seemed to echo in the otherwise silent house. The symphony was carried by the tapping of feet on the hardwood floor and the soft pitter-patter of rain on the roof. Lady Abiteth walked briskly down the steps and to the window, where she traced her fingers over the glass. The window was just starting to break around the edges, with bits of jagged glass jutting out here and there. Abiteth scraped her finger down a crack near the top of the window, seering deep into her skin and leaving a smear of blood glistening in the dusty sunlight. She stepped back and watched the outside as she had been ordered.
Unconsciously the clicking of her heels sounded in rhythm to the dripping, which never ceased its even tempo or volume. Abiteth focused on the outside with such devotion she did not notice when she was approached from behind until she felt the ever-familiar cold fin