Kiss of DeathBlue butterflies leading the way
Through the dark forest.
Whispers following me
In the blackness.
I want to find him,
Embrace him one last time.
Even though it's been years
He has remained in my heart.
White moonlight shows his path,
Blue butterflies joined with red ones.
Our colours: life and death combined;
I can find him this time.
My last trip, my final choice:
It's all for a kiss.
His last words, his lovely voice
Still rings in my ears.
Soft laughter, I hear behind me.
I recognise it!
As soon as I turn around,
His beautiful face I see.
Little I know of this illusion
I don't want reality.
I embrace his cold body
His hopeHer blue eyes smiling at him,His hope1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her slim figure always tempting.
Songs of love and happiness,
Put him at ease while sleeping.
The bard's lovely presence,
Those kind words of comfort,
She is the one, who gives him hope.
His worries fly away
As he hears her voice,
Comforting hugs and kind word,
He never regretted his choice.
Moral support, his source of strength,
His reason to fight this war,
She is the one, who gives him hope.
Cute, sweet, lovely and kind;
She became the love of his life.
Helping him with his burden,
She is his never ending hope.
Chapter 1 - Escape"Quiet!" one of them hissed.Chapter 1 - Escape10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You are the loud one!" came the angry answer.
"It's too dark! I bumped into something!"
"Maybe it was the skeleton..."
"What?! No! I told you I don't want to be here!"
"Shut up both of you! Wait with arguing until we are far away from the templars." Ewan whispered. "We are almost at the sewers."
"I hope you are right about these sewers..." Aed whispered to the little mage leading them. The girl just sighed.
"Anders said it leads right next to the river at Gherlen's Pass. He managed to escape this way, I'm sure we'll manage too." she answered quietly. Of course she wasn't
The choice of a mageShe always watched them from the background. All those talented mages, who knew how to cast spells without any problems. She's been part of the Circle of Magi since she was seven years old, and yet, even 10 years later, she was no better than those who had come only two years ago. It was true that there had been no magic in her family before her, but that shouldn't be an issue.The choice of a mage1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why did she have to watch them jealously? That tiny little elf, always Irving's favourite with amazing talents in elemental and spirit magic. Anders, who always ran away and barely attended any lessons, yet he was more talented in healing than any of the apprentices.
NostalgiaSitting on the busNostalgia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Someone sits next to me;
A familiar smell
Brings back memories.
The warmth of the sun,
In tag I've been caught!
Our laughs echoed through
The warm winds of spring,
The sunshine's golden light
Made us look like we were shining.
The kind hug of my mother,
Her gentle smile,
I'll never forget
How it felt in my mind...
The loud crowd of the bus
Brings me back to reality,
It is time to get off,
No more time for happy daydreaming...
Chapter 4 - The AlienageSylverin moved slowly behind Ewan. "That looks troubling."Chapter 4 - The Alienage9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Just stay calm." Evarist said as he stood beside them.
The Templars walked up to them.
"We are looking for three apostate mages, matching the description of them." One of them said to Evarist pointing at his three companions while the other two decided it would be a good idea to keep an eye on them.
"This girl is from the Alienage. We asked her help for some local information. My two mage companions and myself are on official business, investigating the happenings in the orphanage." Evarist explained the situation. It was true that while Ewan and Aed had their staff with the
Chapter 3 - Secrets and LiesEwan was the one to make the choice again. Who knows when he became the mental leader of the group?Chapter 3 - Secrets and Lies9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well, as Jowan owes us, we could just simply go to him and ask for him for supplies, while we are at it. The Chanter's board can wait Or, Ser Templar can go to the Chanter's board, while we talk to Jowan. Less worries then."
"Nice try. As if I'd let you walk into a maleficar's house without a Templar." Evarist answered shaking his head. The three mages rolled their eyes. They had asked Jowan and he said he wasn't a blood mage. Of course, they also thought that their friend wasn't smart enough to learn the forbidden art. That's why they
Hush, hush baby loveHush, hush baby love,Hush, hush baby love9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No more bad nights come.
A warm embrace, a sweet kiss
Holding you kindly
Sweet little child,
No need to cry.
I'll give you my love,
Take your bad dreams away.
No thunder will come,
No shadow can harm you.
The darkness runs from
This candle light.
Hush, hush baby love,
No more bad nights come.
Chapter 2 - On the RoadAfter a couple of minutes of a staring contest between Sylverin, Aed and Ser Barandt, Ewan finally asked the question.Chapter 2 - On the Road10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"How should we decide where to go then?"
"We could toss a coin..." Aed answered
Sylverin looked at him as if he were an idiot. "A three-sided coin?"
"Or a none-existent one..." Ewan added. "We have no money..."
"What? I thought you had some?" Sylverin asked shocked.
"Yes, it's in the river..."
"Well, that is great. We are off to a good start then. What now?"
"Ser Barandt, you don't happen to have any money on you, do you?" Ewan asked carefully.
"Not nearly enough for four people." he answered.
Chapter 6 - Out of the Ice Tray, Into the Fire“You had better not be a blood mage!” Aed said looking at the confused man.Chapter 6 - Out of the Ice Tray, Into the Fire7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Me? A blood mage? Ew. Do you think I could handle the steams of blood gushing out of my… Ew! No!” the mage said with complete disgust on his face. Of course, after his little explanation everyone in the group had a similar expression.
“Great… Just what we needed in the morning.” Ewan sighed. “Who are you?”
“I’m Knoll of the Mages’ Collective!” he said with a bow. Ewan looked at Gem, who nodded.
The mage was short, almost elf-height. He seemed to be around the age of thirty. He h
That Old EnvelopeWhen the words fade away,That Old Envelope2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When there is no more hope,
Snow falls silently on the highway
And I open that old envelope.
Little stories, created by us,
Childish drawings, dreams and such.
Words in languages I speak,
And some, I've never even seen..
Once upon a time....
Érase una vez...
With easy little rhymes
Our stories start...
Holder of sweet memories,
Inside some pages of diaries,
Black and white, and colourful;
Old, but new and still so full.
This old, now open envelope
Bringing us new hopes.
This dusty, old envelope,
Holds many secrets inside.
Things that bring us back in time
To where we were still children
Fangirl ParadiseA man sends me a little wink,Fangirl Paradise2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A smile, a wave, I then blink.
He looks just like him,
Ewan, from that fancomic.
His face is exactly the same,
Those expressions drive me insane,
His voice is how I imagined it,
I might be dreaming this
He orders a drink,
What?! He sends it to me!
The moment it arrives
He stands up and comes here.
He asks for permission,
Then sits next to me,
We start talking,
It's like I'm in the fanfiction!
He plays the piano and he studies art,
His favourite shape is heart.
He draws comic books,
And he even cooks.
He says he likes fantasy,
I'm in ecstasy
He plays video games,
He asks for my