PhoenixPhoenix4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The bandaid covers up the bullet hole
So much for having a bullet-proof soul
The bullet burned through me
Ignored every artery
Buried itself into my soul
The poison, it spread through every cell
My life felt like a living hell
My skin wanted to crack and peel off
My mind wanted to pass away from blood loss
Part of me died
When people began to ask, I lied
I put on a façade
And my true self began to hide
But in order for a phoenix to be truly beautiful
It has to die
Destroy itself completely, when it's no longer useful
Be reborn, start a new
It took awhile
But I walked the long mile
And I won't go back
This is what I choose
FF13: Chrome pt 15FF13: Chrome pt 154 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 15: Grand Finale.
My life seems now like an opera gone wrong. There was my birth, unwanted but still welcomed by a somewhat young mother and an underpaid father.
They were both farm tenders, taking care of animals and plant life alike. My father was blonde like a majority of the Yoners, his ears pierced and even my dark-haired mother Ophelia had her cartilage hooped.
The changes happened after news that my grandfather disappeared reached us. My father overwhelmed became a l'cie to try and protect us. But in turn, his Focus was to destroy the Yoner family. When we refused he became a cei'th. To save my mother and to free my old man from a gristly fate I set him ablaze.
My mother distraught tossed me into the streets. I was nearly killed by a stampede of monsters but I was saved by a blonde boy my age named Maqui, eyes a crystal blue color. He promised to me if we ever met again he'd continue to save me. I hardly believed it, I was okay on my own.
But in doing so I was noticed by
HastingsHastings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On Senlac Hill, the grasses blow,
The forest hums with song;
Old Senlac Hill, by Hastings town
Gleams cold and all alone.
Here, the tramp and clink of maille rings,
Echoes 'cross the open meadow;
The clash and bite of iron sword,
And the spears are all a-splintering.
Here, the cloven helm, the whistling arrow,
Proud banners catch the breeze;
The baying horns still fill the dales
From a thousand years ago.
The gold-red drake of Wessex
Burns swathes of blood and fire,
His fiery tongue lays waste the ships
of the northern king, Hardrada.
The dark cold waters of Umber
Are blackened with smoldering reek
Stamford Bridge, soaks her feet in the scarlet
Of forsworn blood-brother's bones.
The battle won, the Norsemen defeated,
The Wessex dragon flies south on thund'ring wings.
As the proud crests of Normandy
Break upon its shores.
The stormy winds of autumn's breath
Abate before the towering spray
Slicing through the murm'ring Channel
Bow before the fleet invader's prows.
The whirlwind son of Go
Dragon Wings -- Ch. 26Chapter Twenty-sixDragon Wings -- Ch. 266 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Cial! Wake up!"
It wasn't the words themselves that woke Cial, but rather the desperate tone in which they were shouted. He looked up immediately, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he stumbled to his feet. "What's going on?" He asked Dahren, the one who had called him.
Dahren's eyes were wide. "Kohari told me to come get you. It's Exaiyen-- he's called for reinforcements."
Cial frowned. "So? We're ready for this, remember? That's why we made the great army." He stretched, still not understanding what had Dahren so worried.
"No. It's not like that you'd better just go see Kohari. He's over there."
Cial looked up into his friend's eyes, seeing the utter seriousness in them. What had gone wrong? Had they made some sort of mistake? Was the Great Army breaking up just days after it had been built? Cial shook his head, trying to dislodge the pessimistic thoughts, and ran off towards the front of the Army.
Kohari was conversing with the other leaders, and looked
Dragon Wings -- Ch. 32Chapter Thirty-twoDragon Wings -- Ch. 326 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cial had never felt so alive!
The rocky ground sped along underneath him, covered with just enough grass to make his footfalls easy and painless. Lilac was flying among the Protectors, invisible among the small army that shadowed the plains with their outspread wings.
We did it! Cial felt like roaring in joy. The Protectors had come! The meeting had been long and tense with debate, but it seemed that the decision of the majority was the decision of all, because every single able-bodied Protector had taken flight to save his home. Their collective strength, burning above him like white-hot suns, made his head spin. They were not as numerous as the Fleet of Fighters, but their magical strength made them at least five times deadlier than an ordinary dragon, by Cial's guess.
He dug into the ground deeper, leaving the clear mountain air behind with reluctance. They had spent seven days already, as the Protectors had left the day after their debate. Cial's gut twist
Dragon Wings -- Chapter TwoChapter TwoDragon Wings -- Chapter Two6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The night was beginning to get cool, and Cial was grateful for the warmth of his adopted mother. She had fallen asleep already, her breath long and slow. But as Cial watched her, she started to mutter and twitch, her eyes darting beneath her eyelids.
Lydia He said quietly, poking her lightly with a claw. Her breath quickened, and she murmured something else.
Lydia, wake up. Youre dreaming. He shoved her a little harder. Her peach-coloured eyes popped open, bright with panic until she recognized him. Cial! Oh, Im sorry I was having a nightmare.
Um do you want to tell me about it? It felt a little weird saying that to his mother, but what the heck.
She looked at him seriously. I was dreaming about Lilac. She said softly, her eyes gaining a far away, sad look.
Lilac? Your daughter?
Lydias entire face seemed to sag with grief, as fresh as if Lilac had only died several ho
Dragon Wings -- Chapter SixChapter SixDragon Wings -- Chapter Six6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
There was no goodbye. No group of dragons surrounding them to see them off. Just Lydia, Cial, and Retsam, standing at the edge of the Clearing in the driving rain. Cial squinted through the water running into his eyes, having difficulty making out the shapes of his companions. He tried to use his night vision, his eyes beginning to glow a brighter blue, but it didnt do much for him. The glow flickered off.
Be safe on this journey, Lydia. Retsam said softly. Are you sure that youre well enough?
Yes, Retsam. Lydia smiled, or at least Cial thought so. He still couldnt see very well. Ill be fine.
Indeed, Lydias injuries had not been as bad as they had first appeared. The only serious one was a scratch along her foreleg, but with a bandage and some time it was now okay to fly with.
All right. Retsam allowed. I suppose it wouldnt be wise to wait any longer. Go, and I will send a
Dragon Wings -- Chapter NineChapter NineDragon Wings -- Chapter Nine6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The wind was what woke Cial.
Back in the Fleet of Jade Oceans, there had been a protective wall of mountain and forest that discouraged most of the wind from blowing through the Clearing. So when he felt the air brush past him, Cial remembered immediately that he was not at home. That Lydia was dead, and his life had been torn apart.
He didnt want to wake up. He wanted to lie in that soft patch of grass forever, and let the wind flow over him. But then he remembered where he was, and about the dragons that lived there. Was he in danger? Would they attack him?
Cial forced himself to get to his feet, and looked around. He was still in the Healers place, though there was a surprisingly little amount of Healers around. Yet another of the strange ways of this Fleet ?
Youre awake. Cial spun around at the voice, startled to find the black dragoness from before staring at him. Kaya, the advisor. Why was she there? Had she just happened to be arou
Dragon Wings -- Chapter ThreeChapter Three.Dragon Wings -- Chapter Three6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
So, have you decided what youre going to train for yet?
Cial bit back an annoyed growl at Lydias question. Was that all anyone could think about? Um no, but Im thinking about it, The small red dragon said instead.
Lydia nodded. I know its not something chosen lightly, but remember, you could always change after the first few days, so its not final.
Yeah. Cial replied absently. He wasnt worried about becoming something else. After today, who would think to deny him his destiny? After all, he was about to embark on a Scouting mission without wings. Maybe that could even be his claim to fame. The wingless Scout.
Ive got to go on patrol, Lydia informed him, looking worried. You look a bit odd. If youre feeling sick, just pay Eva a visit, okay?
Yes, Cial replied distantly. He felt everything but sick, like all the energy in the world
Dragon Wings -- Ch. FifteenDragon Wings -- Ch. Fifteen6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Amazing picture done by BlueAuraSpirit
It was a few days later when Cial was able to slip away again. Eva had been surprised upon his quick recovery from his illness, but her patient seemed healthy and well enough. She was busy enough with other things, anyways, considering how many injured dragons there were. Only one had died from his injuries so far, and the rest seemed to be healing nicely.
Cial managed to slip out of the Clearing just after mealtime, when Zor and Eva were preoccupied with an infected wound. Exaiyen had been talking intently with Kaya, and would hopefully fail to notice Cials absence. Even so, the red dragon broke into a run, hoping no voice behind him would call him back.
There was none. Cial eagerly ran towards the waterfall, his feet digging into the loose river soil. He had thought a lot about his experience the previous day, and was anxious to see the Fleet of Diamond Tears once again. Maybe he did have power. Maybe they could help
Dragon Wings -- Ch. NineteenChapter NineteenDragon Wings -- Ch. Nineteen6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Cial was bored.
It was a fact that, as he was recovering, there wasnt much he was allowed to do. Practicing his magic was out of the question-- not only were there too many dragons about who would see him, but it was also difficult to do much of anything with the cast on his foreleg. He had managed to keep up in his sensory magic practice, though it had been a bit painful when dragons tried to talk to him while his hearing abilities had been increased.
It had been a few weeks, and the Healers were surprised at how fast he had healed. Even now it didnt seem like he really needed the cast anymore, but they had never seen anyone heal so fast and were determined to keep it on until they were sure he was better. His side wound had more or less healed completely-- leaving three faded, yet impressive, scars. His claws and head had made a full recovery, and it seemed that once Cial got his strength back, he would be able to join into regular Fleet life once again.
Dragon Wings -- Ch. SixteenChapter SixteenDragon Wings -- Ch. Sixteen6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Have you seen Lilac? Cial asked Dahren as the two of them, overshadowed by Dahrens brother Aeto, left Aras class. Dahren was friendly, outgoing, and rash-- disrespectful and annoying at times, but a great friend for the most part. He had a blaze of green scales over his face, breaking up the dark brown of the rest of him. Aeto was serious, burly, and quiet-- so quiet that Cial was almost inclined to ask if he was mute. All three of them had just been through another lesson, in which Cial continued to work on his sensing, considering that the whole earth magic thing wasnt going anywhere.
Havent seen her. Dahren replied, and Aeto shook his head. Cial sighed. Well, Lilac had just learned that her mother had died. It was understandable that she would be sad and need time to mourn. Cial had. But for some reason, he couldnt shake off the feeling that she was mad at him. Could she somehow know that Lydia died p
Dragon Wings -- Chapter TwelveChapter TwelveDragon Wings -- Chapter Twelve6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Cial had a rough night, tossing and turning and utterly unable to get comfortable. Even when he felt the weariness of sleep closing in on him, he refused to fall into its embrace, terrified that the poison would work quickly on his sleeping body. And yet when the sun rose that morning, warm and bright across the open grass, Cial didnt feel that bad at all. He struggled to his claws. In fact, he felt fine
It was then that he noticed that he was no longer at the Clearing. He looked around, completely and utterly confused. What how was this possible? He could see the Clearing in the distance, alive with the tiny shapes of dragons, but he was nowhere near it. He seemed to have travelled north, and there was now a huge cliff face in front of him.
Was that a message, in the rock? Cial peered closer, completely unnerved. Even more so when he saw what had been scratched into the cliff:
At last the one we awaited has arrived! It said, and belo
Dragon Wings -- Ch. 30Chapter ThirtyDragon Wings -- Ch. 306 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cial looked up dully as one of the guards thrust a dead deer towards him. "The Commander ordered this taken to you," The guard explained unhappily, then turned and exited the small cave.
Cial hadn't eaten since the day before, so he should have been hungry. He stared dully at the meat, his stomach turning at the thought of food. He didn't want to eat. He wanted to curl up in a corner and forget who he was, and what was going on, and every rebellious emotion that was making his chest ache with each heartbeat.
There was a flurry of conversation at the front of Cial's cell, and he stiffened. He sighed in relief as Lilac walked inside, ducking under the cave's low entrance and coming to sit beside him.
"Sorry," She murmured as she sat down. "I tried to tell them to let you out of here, but they're still convinced that you're dangerous."
Cial grunted in response.
Lilac sat in silence for a few moments, then turned to him. " Are you doing okay?"
He heaved a sigh,
Dragon Wings-- ProloguePART ONEDragon Wings-- Prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The mountains of the western lands were tall and packed tightly together, huddling in groups as if in defence from the frigid skies. Trees and grass reached up over part of the mountains' bases, but the higher the stone stood, the less foliage was to be seen. By the time one reached a mountain peak, the world was devoid of life and colour, defined only by the breath of wind and swirls of silver snow. Once the moon was high in the night sky, the flurries rose to stinging storms, and the wind bit with a sudden new fury in the darkness. The sky grew pale and cloud-obscured, bathing the mountaintops in smudges of frosty white.
The high altitudes of the mountains saw few visitors, but it was during one of these cold, harsh nights that a group of five dragons were silhouetted against the crescent moon. The party folded their wings and drifted downwards, coming to rest on the craggy slope of the nearest mountain.
"Listen up!" the largest of them, a green-scaled male,
Dragon Wings -- Ch. 29Chapter Twenty-nineDragon Wings -- Ch. 296 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cial's heart was pounding as he and Lilac were led deeper and deeper into the mountains. Why were these dragons scared of him? Kohari had said that once the Fleet of Fighters learned that he was the Chosen Leader, they would help him!
"Lilac!" He hissed under his breath, but she was ignoring him. "Lilac! What's going on?"
The Commander shot them a suspicious glance. Lilac finally faced him, though her expression was unreadable. "Be quiet," She advised. "They might think you're casting a spell or something."
Cial obediently fell silent, but questions were still eating at his mind. Maybe these dragons were frightened of magic. But the Commander had called Lilac "Mistress Seer," as if she was greatly honoured or something how could that be, when being a Seer was considered a magical power? They couldn't be afraid of magic, it made no sense.
As they continued on, the rocky land soon began to even out. Cial was reminded of his home in Jade Ocean
Dragon Wings -- Chapter ElevenChapter ElevenDragon Wings -- Chapter Eleven6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hey, Cial! Come over here and help, please! Cial sighed and bounded over to where Eva was calling for him. She was watching over a group of little hatchlings, several of which were stumbling with exhaustion.
Here, carry one, The Head Healer demanded, gently picking one up and placing it on Cials back. It was still small and not very heavy, but Cial knew it would get to be a burden after awhile. The little hatchling curled up on Cials back and promptly went to sleep, snoring softly. The red dragon smiled a bit despite himself. Why was he being so grumpy? Everyone had to do their job, and carrying a hatchling wasnt so much of a burden.
The Fleet of Jade Oceans, still battered and bloody, was making their way to the Fleet of Crystal Bloods Clearing. Although flying would have been much faster, they had to walk, and they had to walk slowly. Too many of the group were too badly injured to press ahead.
You too, Zor. E
Dragon Wings -- Ch. Twenty-oneChapter Twenty-oneDragon Wings -- Ch. Twenty-one6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Cial struggled to keep his breathing even, trying to remain calm in this alien situation. Whats wrong? He repeated in a shaky voice. Lilac wouldnt-- or couldnt-- reply. She stood still and unmoving, her eyes still alight with that strange blue glow, her expression blank and emotionless.
Was she having a Seer vision? Cial had no idea how that kind of thing worked, and could only wait in unnerving silence for Lilac to recover. Perhaps a minute later, Lilac sucked in a long breath, and the light in her eyes finally faded away.
W-what was that? Cial asked once darkness had fallen again, trying not to show how scared he had been.
I Saw something. Lilac whispered. Its Its the air in here. It somehow had more to say to me than the wind outside.
Cial stared at her, uncomprehending. Uh, right. What did you See?
What did I See ? Lilac repeated in a small voice
Dragon Wings -- Ch. TwentyChapter TwentyDragon Wings -- Ch. Twenty6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Everything was finally back to normal.
Cial was ecstatic. His cast had finally come off, and he had never felt so free. Of course his first instinct had been to go straight to the Fleet of Diamond Tears. But the Healers were still watching him closely, and would probably notice if he disappeared for a couple hours. He had to be content to wait a few weeks, practicing magic whenever the change arose.
The time finally arrived, however, when Eva started to pay less attention to him. Cial slipped out during mealtime, having downed a few bites of deer, and hurried down the familiar route to the waterfall.
You could clearly see the place where Cial and Volkan had fought. The soil had been thrown up over the grass, and there was a large crater in the ground. Cial stared at it disbelievingly, and then glanced at his paws. Had he done that, when he had used his magic to fight Volkan? He could still remember the feeling of power when he controlled the earth, forming rock and dirt
Golden Blood -- Ch. 6Chapter Six - JayGolden Blood -- Ch. 65 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Solan flew for what seemed like hours, though I had no way to mark the passage of time. After awhile I managed to pick at the netting around my hand until I was free, but of course I was not about to let go of the dragon now. He was silent the whole trip, ignoring my angry accusations and desperate apologies alike. I had tried to follow the landscape below to get an idea of where I was, but I'd never travelled south of my village before and it wasn't long until the landmarks were unfamiliar to me.
We had drifted inland, it seemed, for we had left the ocean behind. The ground below was flat and grassy when Solan finally swooped low for a stop, and his talons sent up a spray of dirt when he landed. I jumped off his back as soon as I dared, staggering at the awkward landing, then turned to glare at the large black dragon.
Solan returned my stare, his snakelike green eyes unreadable. Surely dragons had to have some form of expression. I searched his face, but if an
Rathalos vs. Tigrex NarrationRathalos vs. Tigrex Narration8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Rathalos VS Tigrex
Writing by: Xglide
Picture by: Terekjet
It was a bright day, the sun blazed through the clouds, nya. It was another great day, meow. Hello the name is Xglide, Felyne Scribe, nya nya. This day I have experienced the most exciting and the most gruesome battle between two great monsters, the Tigrex and the Rathalos. Never have I seen such a battle, and in an unexpected place too: in the mountains, near Pokke village. I was lucky to record this extreme event without getting hurt. The talented Melynx Artist Terekjet, a good friend of mine, drew this picture above of the battle. And now the story begins.
I was stalking a Rathalos because I wanted to write an ecology about them. He was in the forest, near Kokoto Village, drinking water. He raised his head and checked his surrounding. I ducked down to hide from him. He flew up and grabbed onto his tail as he took off. Im really light so he didnt notice.
Dragon Wings -- Ch. 41Chapter Forty-oneDragon Wings -- Ch. 415 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The day of the attack was overcast and gloomy, as if the atmosphere too could sense Cial's tension. The light was white and pale as it outlined the dragons of the army, their bodies looking abnormally dark against the uniform silver sky. The air was cold, and Cial shivered as he walked along the edge of the territory.
He was trying to keep in constant touch with his dark power so as to better find the Dark Leader when the time came, but it still made him somewhat ill to do so. This power was an evil and unnatural thing, and he was beginning to realize this. There was no forgiveness or lightness to be found under the earth. It was dark, cold, and enclosing. It held the dead in it's unrelenting embrace, slowly eating away at all that fell victim to it. To think that this thing could actually be controlled it was frightening. More than frightening, it was terrifying. Cial hated being connected to such a power, and on such an intimate level as well.
But connected to
Dragon Wings -- Ch. 38Chapter Thirty-eightDragon Wings -- Ch. 385 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cial's breath caught in his throat.
Exaiyen was standing before him, but something was different about the dreaded leader. There was a fire in his eyes, a kind of intensity that had not dwelled there before. He looked as if he had been hurt. There were deep wounds all over his scales, that caught the moonlight in dripping rivulets of blood. They were like no wounds Cial had ever seen; they were not made by tooth or claw they seemed more like burn marks, but were so deep and smooth that Cial doubted it. In fact, it was more like the skin had merely rotted and fallen away from his body, leaving these bloody holes. Cial shuddered in disgust.
Exaiyen moved forward and smiled. His skin looked rubbery and lose, and Cial was struck with a painful memory. It looked like Lydia's skin had, in the Forest of the Dead that foggy day. Exaiyen's skin was dead. And even more disconcerting, his heart did not beat. He gave off no warmth.
"Greetings," He hissed, his voice falli
Redemption chpt 8By GeckodragonRedemption chpt 86 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Talon awoke suddenly, he hadnt meant to fall asleep but he had closed his eyes for just a moment. He wanted to keep watch all night through in case Wyman returned, and to make sure his parents would be alright. The dream still swirled around his head, reminding him of memories from a time that he would rather leave forgotten. He stretched, his claws making a gentle scratching noise on the floor. His parents were still fast asleep, Messora was still alive and her breathing sounded more normal, and Anthor was still human and still tucked against her side, his head resting on her foreleg, evidently enjoying the comfort and warmth of his mate. The sun was streaming in from the entrance now, how long had he slept? Hunger clawed at his belly, he would have to fetch something to eat. He knew he would be doing this until his parents were well enough to do it themselves. His father would be up and flying in a couple of weeks anyway so he did not mind, he could spend more ti