WCC - Phase 1, Chapter 16
Chapter 16: Feathers and Drinking Don't Mix
People flooded in through the doors, steadily filling all the tables. Well, I suppose flooded was a bit of an over exaggeration. There were the people staying, they came down the stairs in their groups. And families out for the meal together, friends they appeared in dribs and drabs, but the place certainly filled up.
Rhia and I and Ki'ayran, the other night waiter were kept busy gathering orders and serving drinks and trying to keep the small children from playing in the fireplace. It wasn't lit yet, but it would be and Prett already had it set to his satisfaction.
Rhia's predictions were getting more accurate each day. She seemed to have a knack for knowing just what the night would be like.
"Leiri, I'm off now," Rhia said, untying her apron. "The guys I stay with we're going to see a play. You'll be ok?"
"Sure." I nodded easily. "Still got Ki, don't I?"
Ki'ayran looked up at the mention of his name a
King of Almia + Three PrincesKing of Almia + Three Princes3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The King of Almia and the Three Princes
Long before long, long ago, there was an old king who ruled over all Almia. The king of Almia had three boys; each of them crowned as a prince. The king was a kindly one who sought and thought of only peace for his kingdom. All he desired was harmony among his people and pokémon. But the three princes, being young and full of vigour, failed to restrain themselves. They fell into acrimony and fought with wild and reckless abandon. The old king, in much anguish and after great contemplation, banished the princes. The eldest son, cloaked in a raiment of red, he sent to a volcanic land. the second son, clad in fineries of yellow, the king sent to a desert land. the youngest son, dressed in liveries of blue, he allowed to stay. With the eldest princes gone the last child claimed the castle as his home. The king, once kindly, became wracked by anger, solitude and bitter guilt. Those feelings transformed his entire being. The darkn
The Rainbow LegendThe Rainbow Legend3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There is a tale told among the islands of Oblivia, of a time when the oracles threatened an uprising, a scheme designed to trap the whole world under their grasp, a plan so great that none should have been able to stand before it. Of course, someone did. Someone brave enough to traverse through temple mazes beset by raging pokémon and temple guards. Someone with powere and compassion enough to tame beasts and summon the Rainbow. Though time has forgotten his name, we know him as the Hero of Oblivia.
The oracles were there to harmonise the balance between people and pokémon, their armour helping to forge and seal bonds of emotion between them. And the Captain in charge of the oracles, to him was entrusted the Golden Armour with the power to move places and hold back the wearers time. For all time there was to be peace between people and pokémon, and a monument was built to this ideal outside the forest temple, before even the voice's stone was placed.
But as happen
The Tale of The Book-Dragon"Tzad! Tzad, where are you?" a young girl ran, laughing, towards the wall that separated the small village from the mountains.The Tale of The Book-Dragon5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Something rustled in the bushes beside it and a small spotted wolf looked out. The girl laughed again and dived for it, tackling it further into the bush.
Rat paws scrabbled at her as a wolf tail whipped back and forth. Tzad was a strange creature, one most commonly known as a 'NightChanger'. They were made of the parts of three creatures, joined in the night by the wings of a fourth.
He made muffled squeaking noises and, as the girl let him go, produced two sausages.
"Tzad! You little thief!"
Tzad looked almost sorry, but then motioned for the girl to be quiet as his ears pricked up.
Voices drifted over from the other side of the wall.
"Mikhael, is the dragon willing to negotiate?"
"No, Tsieroth. It says they were gifted to it. It will not budge on that."
Someone paced closer to the wall.
"And there is nothing we can do to change that?"
"It would seem not," a
ExistenceFlying, soaring, weightless as a bird.Existence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Running, leaping, agile as a leopard.
Tracking, knowing, thinking as a wolf.
Small, unnoticed, hiding as a shadow.
Is this all I am to you?
Certainly all I am to myself.
No part human
Just the guise of one.
Inaccessible and remote,
- Hut on a mountain cliff.
Hermit among crowds
Listener among talkers
Thinker among doers
Existing among beings.
Cogito ergo sum
But what strange thoughts that I have.
Punished by Them to fade
Blinking in and out of the lives of others.
AutumnThe leaf is falling, twirlingAutumn4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing through the air
It lands on the ground,
Its dance is finished
Another takes its place
Drifting through the air
A thousand thousand leaves
A hundred different colours
A patchwork quilt upon the floor,
Keeping everything warm
Rd, Gold, Yellow, Brown
It's weird-coloured rain
Falling from the trees,
And laving them bar, like stag's antlers.
The trees feather out
A year turns round,
The world dies again,
The leaves blanket the ground
Werebudgie's written prizeClash of the TitansWerebudgie's written prize2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Someone's coming," Brith calls, looking into the sky, peering uselessly into the clouds that guard us.
I slip down from the container, drawing a needle out.
"Sesser, go to Brith."
She chirps and flutters to land on Brith's shoulder. Vulp yips, standing up as well.
"Do we know who?"
Maybe it's the boats they've been away too long.
Brith shakes her head. Soise stands beside Vulp, quivering.
There are heavy wingbeats, and a charizard lands before us. Covered in strands of charcoal and vicious looking armour. It is quite a sight to see, especially as a second dragon thumps down behind it, covered in just as much armour as the charizard. A garchomp.
The snow picks up suddenly, obscuring everything to the point that they are just dark silhouettes.
As someone climbs down from the back of the charizard, Brith tenses up. Sesseranté flits into the sky, heading for the forest. Soise snarls and changes into a zangoose with sharp claws.
There is a gu
ForgettingForget what I said,Forgetting4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forget what I lived through
Remember what I've not.
Remember what I wasn't,
Remember who I'm not.
Remember what never happened
What's better than that?
Life's never that good,
Until you've lost it.
Pretend to the world
That you are what you aren't
- Don't ask, just wear a mask.
Be what you aren't
- It'll work someday.
They'll grow through.
Explode and exist.
So when you fall off that building,
Jump over the river,
Step off that cliff,
Expect to fly.
In the only way you can.
Playing cardsWhen the time comes, you'll all be alonePlaying cards4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It may seem like a short time,
But always it lasts forever *or is that just me?*
Don't go Don't leave stay always near
So scared to leave so scared to go
Don't do this to me, please not again.
'ware the jewel and carry a club,
but use the spade you'll lose your heart.
For diamonds are sharp
And clubs are strong
Spade in deep down digging,
A grave is all you'll find
Don't wear it out upon your sleeve
- it hurts there the most.
Lock it away in a rusted iron cage
Leave it free but keep it safe
Never lose it, all your own the heart
An Ace in the hole,
The jack's just a joke
Queen's our protector
The king over all.
Dragon descriptionThere are many types of dragon, encompassing all the elements and zodiacal signs. As a rule, there is only ever one dragon for each type or sign. When one dies another is either born into the role or is given it when young. This does not mean that there are only a certain number of dragons in the world though. Dragons as a rule can have many young, often hatching one every other year, when the older hatchling is ready to take care of itself. If all the main types and signs are taken, the hatchling when old enough to take a type will often just take something that it feels is underrated.Dragon description3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
No one is sure where dragons originally came from, although many believe they are formed from the earth or stardust. In actuality, they come from the sun, which is why they all breathe fire to a varying degree. All dragons are descended from two who came from the sun, known as Sol and Sunna.
Where the dragons are born greatly influences what kind of dragon they will become in later life, as a dragon's e
The Illusionists' FightGuys! If you read Trainers of Legends and don't want spoilers, don't read this! Involves spoilers for the end of Joanna's/BlueJay's timeline!The Illusionists' Fight1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You have been warned.
The Illusionist's Fight
I sit at the edge of the clearing, flicking an ear back and forth. Listening to the sounds of the forest, the rest of the pack searching for the stolen child. Dark things were abroad this night… and it isn’t just me. I would laugh – because what was darker than a zoroark, cloaked in illusion? – but my way tonight was kept in silence and secrecy. As always.
“Blue, quite pacing! It’ll happen when it will; there’s nothing you can do about it!” Brith snaps.
I glance up. Captain Blue is pacing restlessly, the same path she’d been pacing since we stopped in this clearing. Since the eclipse, earlier in the day. Brith can’t do anything to calm her down, and it isn’t for lack of trying.
“Sorry – it
The Makings of a TokorothThe dark is pressing in, around and against me. I struggle to make out much more than vague blurs as they hit the darkness I feel pain, and assume that they are part of me. In this dark, it's hard to tell what is what.The Makings of a Tokoroth3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I reach up, and hit darkness above. Something sifts down, speckling the light blurs. At first it's only a light drift, and I scrabble at it, trying to break through, to see something. Then it cascades down and I shriek, covering my head with my arms, screwing eyes tight shut.
Something thumps above my head and I flinch. It hits again, more and more regularly. More specks fall, in bigger and bigger bits until it hurts to be hit by them. And then whatever is above me breaks completely and the darkness disappears, to be replaced by blinding light and if possible I can see even less.
Someone grabs me by the neck, by my thin covering, and lifts me from the hole. I mewl pathetically, flinching away from the light as I'm dropped onto the ground.
Gift: The Tricksters of Pinwheel ForestWarning for those who read Trainers of Legends contained in this extremely non-canon short are very canon spoilers. Read at your own risk!Gift: The Tricksters of Pinwheel Forest2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Having said that, they don't appear for ages, so well, you've been warned
Happy Birthday, Vera^^ Hope this is ok
The Tricksters of Pinwheel Forest
"Hey, Arlette! Arlette, someone's coming!" the girl ran, laughing back from the path's edge. "Reckon we should pull it off?"
"That depends who is it?" Arlette looked up from her vine-weaving.
"I dunno, some trainer? No one we know, anyway. Come on! It'll be so funny!"
"Aurora let's see who it is, first," Arlette sighed and stood up, putting the vines down carefully beside a sewaddle.
Aurora led her sister back to the path, and crouched down behind the bushes.
"See there," she hissed, pointing out the trainer walking down the path.
Arlette examined her, careful not to let the bushes
Character profile: LeiriName: Leiri 'Tserrontathni' KaithrCharacter profile: Leiri2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name Meaning: Leiri λειρί Greek for Lily. Tserrontathni is Air-Dreamer. Kaithr means Lost.
Will Also Answer To: (in stories) Any variation on her name, Kaithr Echtein. (talking on DA) Any variation on name/The-ShadowMaster, probably any other name you care to give me... so long as I know that's what you call me
Manner of Being: a wereleopard (snow leopard)
Personality: Likes climbing trees, just sitting in them. Isn't one for talking, more for listening. Likes to feel the wind, hates work. Prefers relaxing, doing absolutely nothing as long as she's comfortable. Doesn't like having to plan things, prefers to go with the flow. Also has a thing about stealing pens/random objects, saying utterly random things that have no bearing on whatever has gone before and having fits of craziness that tend to make people want to run away.
Appearance: Being a wereleopard, she has three main forms, and an
What is dear to us all?Watching the golden light stream through the tree tops, highlighting all that is dear to us. What do you see please tell me and never go anywhere again but what do I see you ask well, ha youre never going to know because you see anyway what I see now so you already know what Im seeing because all I hold dear is what you always see. So you bugger off and stop bothering me about what I want to see and try not to gang up on me just because its all youre good for. Why do you never do what youre told? Because Im sure youd be a lot happier if you didnt cause so much strife in this family. So maybe you should stop acting like a spoilt brat and help us for once by doing what youre told straight away instead of being a moody git. Watch the light, dont fade away its going but if we get high enough itll never go away so Ill jump into the air and spread my wings and fly, leaving everything behind in your world as I jumpWhat is dear to us all?4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Hero of My Heart - CrushChapter 6 - CrushHero of My Heart - Crush3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So, Nema," Summer began as she stood on her tiptoes, trying to reach the tallest of the cupboards in the kitchen in order to put the freshly-washed plates away. She had just finished washing the dishes from her and Nema's lunch. That day, Rand and Leanne had gone off to do their respective thing, and had asked Summer to babysit Nema for them. Of course, Summer agreed without any hesitation. How could she not, Nema was adorable! Ben had gone out on patrol and taken Ukulele Pichu - who gets restless when not taken outside daily - and had agreed to come and check up on them every once and a while. "What do you want to do this afternoon? I heard that a flock of Psyducks came in early this morning at the beach... do you want to go examine them?"
"I wanna talk about boys," Nema said simply, peering up at the Ranger with wide, innocent eyes.
"W-what?" Summer spluttered incredulously, almost dropping the plate that was in her hand. "Nema, you're eleven years old!"
His MistakesShe was so beautiful. Sometimes it was hard for me to believe she was actually mine. Her eyes were such a deep brown, like melted chocolate. Her lips were soft and pouty with the luscious curves. Golden brown hair framed her small heart shaped face. It was those times when I stopped to really admire her, that I realized how lucky I was to have her.His Mistakes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Those were the times I realized how I didn't have her fully, yet.
There was one thing I could never thaw out from the raw cold that had frozen her over.
She'd smile with me, but it never reached her eyes. She'd laugh, but there wasn't lively humor like I used to see before, before we were actually together. She'd hold my hand, but it was always cold, like it had been empty for so long and the blood inside her flesh was freezing over.
Every time I held her, she would shake as if I was going to suddenly strike her. She'd tremble before putting her arms around me and it'd be like another needle stabbing into my heart.
It was those ti
Second Tale of the BookDragonRhutren sat in the entrance to the cave and looked out over the valley. It was almost dawn, and Polinnedite was out somewhere far away, making sure she wasnt anywhere near Rhutren when dawn came. Tzad was somewhere inside the cave, still sleeping. In a moment Rhutren would have to wake him up, but just now she wanted some quiet time for herself. Yesterday, she had become an outcast from her family and village, and the first dragon-rider in a millennium. Today she was lonely and tired. So much had changed in such a short space of time, but she was still the same person. She hoped, anyway.Second Tale of the BookDragon5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Polinnedite should be back soon, said Tzad, creeping up behind her.
Oh! Sorry, I was supposed to wake you before dawn.
Its Ok, Tzad climbed into her lap and looked up at her. You must have a lot of things on your mind.
She looked down at Tzad. He was a Nomesach, a night-changer. By day he was a rat with a wolfs snout and tail and leopard
Shadowed PawShe gasped for breath as she ran, head flicking from side to side, seeking a hiding place out of the rain and away from Them. She didnt know why she was being chased, but everyone knew that to be chased be Them was death. She wasnt ready for that just yet. She still had to return what she stolen, to see him once more.Shadowed Paw5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
There! A dark opening. She dashed for it, and fell inside. It was dry, and there was a thick covering of last autumns leaves. It would do. She lay there, sides heaving as she quietened her breath. Just in time. They ran past, dark shapes blurring in the night, hidden by the rain. Shed escaped them! She rolled over, to make herself more comfortable. Something growled in the depths of the cave. Two eyes gleamed in the dark. Then something lunged, and the world went black.
I groaned, rubbing my head with my hand. I sat up, opening my eyes. Everything was in shades, but clear. I lifted up my hand to rub at my eyes, and stopped. My hand was
A Possible BlurbA Possible Blurb3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's a long story. And one I'd hoped never to live through again."
This book you hold, it documents a part of my life. A part that to me seemed so short, but to everyone else ran on for years. The part of my life where I gained everything I'd ever dreamed of, and in a few short months lost it all again. It's an important part, I suppose. Probably the most important part, not just for me but for my world. It's the part of my life where I became an aviform immortalis.