Los SyhksLos Syhks2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Texto original, inspiración en la imagen y en la referencia de lo Syhks. Los Syhks son una especie diseñada por Chalybis.
Los Syhks son terribles seres que habitan en numerosos planetas y lugares por todo el Milegu, como el Planeta Ewdtia/Planeta Ewdtia, Echlye/Echlye, la
Recovering"Fascinating."Recovering2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
He never knew his father to be easily impressed, especially by someone so lowly in position. In fact, he often found it quite difficult to get a simple "decent" from him. He wasn't the complimentary type, but this... This occasion was one of special merit.
"Truly fascinating," his father continued as he circled the glass coffin, running his gruff fingers over the glittering surface. "There are no imperfections in its face and-," he leaned in close, inhaling the scent of minerals, pine, and fresh water, "it's never been buried, just like you said. Where exactly did you find this?"
"Deep in the Methuselah Caves," the ancient merchant answered, his voice barely above a whisper. "It was nearly covered in water by the time I found it."
"Well, it is a good thing that you discovered it when you did," his father remarked. "Had you been any later, I'm sure
Trailblaze - Chapter: 2Trailblaze - Chapter: 23 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 2 Royal Proposal
Tomas wearily pushed open the door to his forge. He slammed it behind him and staggered forth. His body ached from the beating he had taken, and he could feel a stream of blood trickling down a cut on is cheek. He quickly grabbed a washcloth and dressed his wound. The blacksmith leaned over a barrel of water and washed his face. The liquid rippled until his reflection became clear. Tomas gazed down at it with solemn eyes, as if searching for purpose...for reason.
He took a deep breath and huffed. After a disgruntled cough, he whispered, "What have you done, Tomas?" His question remained unanswered as he hobbled to his cot and gazed up at the ceiling. Arendelle was quiet now. All that remained boisterous were his thoughts and fears. His heart beat like a rigorous drum, sickening himself with each pound. He whispered once more, "What have you done
Oh No This Fable Is Even WorseOnce upon a time there was a pencil and a pen. They both loved writing and drawing together. The two were the best of friends, but sometimes the pen would begin to feel alienated by the pencil. The pencil was also best friends with all the colored pencils, and all the crayons, and even the markers, too. “Oh, pencil,” they would all call to the pencil on some warm and sunny day that was perfect for making art. “Draw us some lines to color in, for you draw them just oh-so-perfectly! You never make a mistake, ever!”Oh No This Fable Is Even Worse2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
In the meantime, the pen was left all alone, thinking that because it couldn’t erase itself like the pencil could, nobody wanted to write or draw with it. Whenever the pen made a mistake, loud groans rose from all the other supplies as the poor pen was forced to scratch out the mistake with its own ink. Everyone (besides pencil, it seemed, who ignored the groans altogether) disliked the unseemly mess it made of every letter it tried to write and e
My Inspiration100 Theme Challenge Mix-UpMy Inspiration2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
#20: My Inspiration
Since the beginning...it has all been for her.
Well...both of them, in all honesty. One in memory – the other...to prevent her from facing her mother's fate. I refuse to lose her in the same manner as my wife...as the one person I ever allowed into my heart, and who gave me the only one who barged her way in without my consent: my beautiful daughter...my Ayla. My treasure, my world, the key to my sanity. The one thing in this world who kept me from tearing it apart with my bare hands.
I have watched her grow over the centuries. For a short time, the changes were both physical and intangible. But since her bodily maturity, I have seen her evolve into a loyal, steadfast, kind and innovative person. She challenges boundaries and limits just like her mother would.
I am beyond certain that Lydia is as proud as can be with our child.
Ayla has served as my inspiration. It was she – her life – that
Closure Closure.Closure1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
People get closure from different things. Whether it be from a last goodbye, or a song, or some symbolic item or action, there needs to be some level of finality.
It's done now.
I can understand why she did it... But I can't understand exactly how I knew she would be back. I was... Dead. So was he. She knew this.
But, in any case, I must thank Harper for what she did, even if I can't understand it. Thanks to her, I was able to sing with Echoes one last time, just before the world was brought to an end.
I sat at that piano in the middle of that cemetery, and I played our Love Psalm, rewritten. The stones seemed to weep with me...
What can I do for you my king? Servant Au part 2As the young king walks ahead going deeper into the heart of the palace, Chesp couldn’t help but begin to get very afraid.What can I do for you my king? Servant Au part 22 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She has no idea what she did and if she did do something what was going to happen to her?
Surely she wasn’t going to be fired right?
She gulps and her gaze flicks down to her paws, which were shaking in fear. The king himself ordered her to follow him to who knows where, but if he needs anything, she will do it, no matter what.
It started to get warmer the further they went, up a bunch of stairs and down a couple hallways only to be stopped at two large doors.
Chesp looks up at the designs of the wooden door, it was sun marks, also very ancient writing that she can barely recipe, however she managed to catch the words sun, king and peace.
She had been learning the old language for a long time now, for it showed up plenty in the temples around the place. Even the gold had inscriptions on it of the old language, however barely anyone knew what it s
Retribution : Chapter 20Retribution : Chapter 202 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Spiritwalker took a deep breath, relishing in the sharp, cold air that the cavern below the Frail Sheet offered, and then exhaled. He glanced over his shoulder towards his two companions. "Are you two ready?"
Pepperfeet nodded numbly while Blossomheart flicked her small ears. Sensing that it was a 'go', Spiritwalker led the way deeper into the cavern. He heard the familiar plop, plop of the water dripping down from the stalactites above and the rock felt cool beneath his pads. The Star Pond at the end of the cavern was already lit from the moon. Just as Spiritwalker expected, stars were swirling around in the water, gently bouncing off one another and dancing in the oddly colored pool of indigo and violet.
"Let us all drink from the water and sleep," Spiritwalker instructed. This wasn't the first time he'd said these words. He'd been here the previous nights to witness Silverstar's, Puddlestar's, Sparrowstar's and Solarstar's leadership ceremonies, all of which succ
Cursed: Chapter 12 (Juniperpaw)“I need some time to think this over,” Sweetstar sighed and I took that as I sign to leave. Dipping my head I turned and slowly slunk out of the den. I hope I made the vision’s description realistic enough. I had never had a dream from StarClan so I didn’t really know too much about it but from what Softheart had told me, I knew that they were rather cryptic.Cursed: Chapter 12 (Juniperpaw)1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Sweetstar believes me… she has to,” I murmured to myself as I hurried across the clearing and returned to my den. Now I should concentrate on work, what good would it do if all I did was fret about it… I took out some of the herbs to sort out the older ones but a few heart beats later I was pacing the confines of my den. “How will she react? Will she declare war on the rogues? Surely not. Our Clan isn’t big enough to face that many cats…” I froze when I noticed Bird standing casually by the den entrance.
“Hope I’m not interrupting anything,”
Echoing, Chapter 17: Storm-fury“I do not fear death,” Thrall declared, even as the elements began to rip him apart.Echoing, Chapter 17: Storm-fury2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Death?” the flame druid laughed over the world shaman's scream of pain. “Who said anything about death?” The scream creshendoed into a shriek that shook the earth, and then there was a sudden silence like a void in the air that was even more horrible.
“No!” Aggra howled, reaching for the place where Thrall had hung suspended by the dark magics that broke him apart. Nothing but dark circles of burned grass marked the place where the flame druids had stood, and Thrall had simply vanished as if blinked out of existence. “No, my heart, my love! No!”
Ysera and Alexstrasza turned glowing eyes to the sobbing orc woman kneeling at the place where Thrall had been. “The ritual will not work without the world shaman,” they said together, voices hollow and soulless. “Azeroth is doomed.”
Beauty and The Beast - CH 21- Promise Two: MusicBeauty and The Beast - CH 21- Promise Two: Music1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next evening, after Beldon had spent the evening before raiding the music section of the library and spending the day rehearsing, he found Iago and asked him to find The Beast.
Iago seemed somewhat surprised by the request but nodded.
“Alright,” he said, “I’m sure he’s in his quarters at this moment.” Turning away, he spotted another servant ascending the West Wing stairs. “Ah,” he said, walking to the balcony, “Sebastian!”
Beldon winced at the hissing reply he got.
“What?” Sebastian snapped.
“Fetch The Master won’t you?” Iago said, unconcerned by the attitude, “He wanted to hear Beldon and promised to attend his music practice.”
“Beldon is not a child at a damn recital,” Sebastian said, “The Master has more important things to do then listen to him tinker away at a piano. Let him find Beauty, end the curse and then he can hire the boy and Beldon can play for him
SSR - Chapter 29: The unbridled forestSSR - Chapter 29: The unbridled forest1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slice's story Reborn
Part IV: The Unbridled forest kingdom
In the last Chapter...
Dino winds up in the hospital and contacts crystal from the other world and slice tells dino the good news. The exe's have shrouded after the intense battle after sonic.exe but when shall they return? Slice along with dino
decide to implore other kingdoms to search for more powerful heroes. ~
Dino and slice overlooked the clouds and felt as they just swallowed their heart. The ground was too far and clouds kept passing by.
Dino: No way! How are we going to make it back!?
Battle of the GiantsFeaturing Ayden & BrutusBattle of the Giants3 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Summer, Year 759, of the New Age
Near the Black Lake, Edge of Silverthorne
Brutus was facing one of the primary quandaries of his existence. As a big, virile Blackwood stag, he felt that he should probably find a doe to impress at some point in his life. What was the point in being a big impressive male if there were no ladies to impress?
The problem was, he lived in Blackwood. All the does there were terrifying. He hadn’t met one yet who didn’t surround herself in magic, and black magic creeped him out real bad.
So he’d tried Glenmore. The does there were softer, in good and bad ways. He never got the chance to talk to one about trying out freedom in Blackwood where they’d be respected; they all screamed and ran when he showed his face.
Silverthorne ladies were supposed to be made of sterner stuff. Of course they migh
Character Archives - 001Name: Delar Inqur SturrlumCharacter Archives - 0012 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Weight: 121 lbs.
Body Type: Tall, thin, though a little muscular
Blood Type: VB (void blood)
Hair: Jet black, straight, mid back length
Skin: Extremely pale, some parts taken over by flux
Eyes: Right one brown, other taken over by the flux and completely purple
Ears: Medium and Pointed
Occupation: Templar/Knight/Guard/Noble/Solder (I dunno. Something along those lines.)
Witch and wife, Sylvia, Female, High elf, Immortal
Daughter, Melody, Female, CB Fletunu, Immortal
Son, Denike, Male, WB Fletunu, Sickly but alive
Fellow templar and friend, Rikto, Male, Dark elf, Diseased
Kind noble, Saldan, Male, Klustonla, Average of 3-6 lives stored at a time
Cause of Death: Blood loss from multiple stab wounds
Personality: Usually serious and tries to stay calm and keep looking tough and cold. Though is easily angered, annoyed and frustrated, no
Night Changes (1) "Matthias!"Night Changes (1)20 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her voice was shrill on the air, as she was pulled along behind her elder brother. His hand tightly against her wrist. Her breathing was in short gasps as the tremors beneath their feet shook them to the bone. Her periwinkle eyes glancing around desperately searching for a way to escape the colossal man behind them.
He chanced a glance behind them both, gasping as he noticed the giant getting to his knees. "Shi-" He slammed into something warm and fleshy. He pushed his little sister to the side of the hand.
"Bexkley, run!" He ordered.
The girl nodded and grabbed her bag, watching as he sibling was scooped up into a massive hand. She let out a squeak as the man made a lunge for her, just narrowly dodging his grasp. The man let out a string of curses as he lunged for her again.
Bex managed to dive into the bushes surrounding them. Her breathing came in short gasps
Unleashed: Chapter Eleven(FINALE)Unleashed: Chapter Eleven(FINALE)21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Eleven: We All Fall Down
Things continue to confuse the team - what exactly is going on here, and why is it happening?
Ace slowly crept forward, hardly daring to breathe as he moved in towards the alleyway. He had a hunch that Keni'chi would be out cold - and if he was, he needed to utilize that. Ace, one again, was forcing himself to make a decision - he could put an end to the trouble there, lock the werewolf up in jail(like that would actually hold him, but it was still an option), or attempt to reason with him. Automatically, he ruled out option two as a neutral alternative. Considering the considerable amount of trouble both other options presented, he had to be careful about this. Nobody else on the Sky Force was aware that one of its own members had attempted to commit mass murder, nor the fact the one who did so was under the afflictions of some kind of curse. And on top of it all, the team leader was flat out missing. What if he'd someh
Chronicles of Gathion - PrologueChronicles of Gathion - Prologue23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Commander Iro stared out at the coasts of Midlake, his dour demeanor dangerously close to a new bar. The hulking warrior preferred his feet on soil, yet for all the earth available to him on the mainlands of Gathion, he’d found himself aboard a ship on the only major body of water within a thousand miles in any direction. He’d chalked up plenty to the sacrifices necessary for urgency, but he’d grown tired of trying to list them all.
Midlake itself was a blessing in their haste, avoiding the winding coastal roads or roundabout routes as unpromising as they were slow. Midlake not only stood as the center of Gathion, but the divide between two nations too long at war. He was of neither side, serving the merchant nation of Hanloo, but neutrality didn’t guarantee amnesty, even if that was his own specialty. One side might simply turn him away; the other more likely to turn him inside out.
Hurrying hadn’t left much selection in ship
Man in The Dark 31Man in The Dark 312 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“That’s the place, then?”
Starting, Louise looked around, spotting the telltale shape of a noble mansion in the distance. After a moment to match up any nearby landmarks for reference, she gave a hesitant nod.
“I-I think so, yes…at least according to what I remember hearing about the Mott estate.”
Kirche raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the other mage’s strange demeanor.
“…what’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“N-nothing’s wrong!” The Valliere heir shot back immediately, her pale cheeks flushing. “I-I’m just a little...unsettled, is all!”
“Don’t tell me you’re getting airsick from a little turbulence now!”
“O-of course not! I’m just…worried, is all!” She looked away. “If we don’t get there
Trailblaze - Chapter: 4Trailblaze - Chapter: 411 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 4 Ada and the Orphans
Tomas and Lucky rode far beyond the North Mountain. They passed through the lower forests until they reached a valley that stretched for miles on end. Lucky tugged on Tomas' hair with his mouth. "What? What is it?" he questioned. The little snowgie squeaked and hopped onto his shoulder. He nudged his head eastward. "I know Elsa and Anna are that way," assured Tomas. "I need to see someone first. We'll go back. I promise." Lucky sulked and plopped himself on his shoulder. As they road further out, a cozy cottage could be seen in the distance. Upon reaching it, two tiny figures could be seen running towards them.
"TOMAAAAAAS!" screamed an eleven-year-old girl. She was freckled and blue-eyed, with untamable blonde hair. "Herfinn! Herfin
GtRO Hanami - Dokebi DesperationAfter a while, only two Dokebi remained to determine peace or humiliation. Becca proved to have great luck playing the game, though she lost her geta and the top layer of her yukata. Ayra's stoic face and calm demeanor was highly effective during the game, unnerving the Dokebi. Though she lost the outer wrap of her kimono, thanks to the tantrum of one, Ayra remained diligent and focused. Though she wasn't so put off with losing her clothing, she was concerned more with Becca's identity.GtRO Hanami - Dokebi Desperation2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You've done well, Becca... We've almost ensured the safety of the restaurant..." she complimented, looking over the frustrated remaining Dokebi. "They seem to be very serious, however... Be on your guard, as they look desperate to get back at us..." Looking them over, Becca could literally feel the frustration building on their faces. "Yeah they sure aren't looking happy now that only two of them left," Becca noted, waiting for one of the Dokebi to step forward. They were whispering with each other, th
The Journeys Part 5It took a full day for the Reshiram to decide her path for visiting the tribe leaders and obtaining what she needed from them to create the next Miracle Matter. The decision was tough, as she wanted the first to be the best... Then again she wanted them all to be that way.The Journeys Part 51 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
The teen, meanwhile, had finally gotten an apple without it being stolen by the Reshiram, who had practically swallowed down everything from the trees except their wood. And quite literally any passerby she could reach easily. Her appetite seemed endless at times even.
"I've made my decision" The Reshiram said a little bit into the next morning. "I will go to Silenrea first, the Leader of the Sky Tribe."
"Wait... the Sky Tribe? Isn't that... short of suicidal?" the teen asked worriedly.
"For you maybe, they're generally rather accepting of any who can fly their way up there. You might not be so welcome though" she said doing some pondering.
"Right, i think i'll just stay down here and" the teen said, before he was cu
Wolf ConservationBy grapehyacinthWolf Conservation1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hi, I'm Grace Charnow. Are you Ann?”
The woman's face looked weathered but kindly as it creased into a smile. “Yes. Welcome to the Wolf Conservatory. I understand you'd like to interview us for your college newspaper?”
Grace cleared her throat. She was nervous as this was her first assignment. The older students had pawned this unwanted story off on her because it was somewhat controversial. One of the biggest donors to the school, Mayor Landis, was fighting to have the center closed. He felt it did no good and it was a waste of tax dollars. Many of the students were fighting this looming decision, and it was up to Grace to report on the center itself.
The Wolf Conservatory was rumored to be run by a bunch of ex-hippies who were probably into drugs as well, but the woman before Grace was nothing like she had expected. She might have been a hippie in her former life, but she was neatly dressed and appeared quite happy