The Night Is BurningOh, misty eye of the mountain belowThe Night Is Burning1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Keep careful watch of my brothers' souls
And should the sky be filled with fire and smoke
Keep watching over Durin's sons
Starscream watched as his beloved city burnt to the ground.
The Seekers. His Seekers. They were dying, screaming as they're home was incinerated.
He let out a sharp hiss and clenched his fists. How could it have come to this?
If this is to end in fire
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
One of Vos's prided towers began to slowly collapse to the ground, it's supports giving away.
Hysterical flyers fled and screams of agony filled the night, as wings were crushed under the fiery hail.
Calling out father oh
Stand by and we will
Watch the flames burn auburn on
The mountain side high
Starscream took off, hovering over his burning city.
He had to. He had to.
Imperfect ProtectionBoth Truman and Celeste had gone missing a few days after the demon slayers had battled Asmodeus and Lorelei was not about to pull any punches when it came to protecting herself and Kenny against the demon. Both of them had agreed that their friends had been kidnapped by Asmodeus but when Lorelei had tried to track the demon with the blood she had recovered from Kenneth’s sword, she found it to be impossible most likely because of his unstable and unpredictable demonic energy. Not to be defeated Lorelei decided to use the remaining blood to bolster the magical defenses around her store.Imperfect Protection7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Now, as she was gathering the reagents she would need for the spell in the back of her bookstore, Lorelei’s mind went to Asmodeus’s reason behind abducting her two friends. True, it would make it much easier to fight just two slayers instead of four, but why go for Truman and Celeste first? Kenny was the most susceptible to his mind altering magic and had arguably done the mo
From Hunter to LamiaSMACK!!From Hunter to Lamia2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“Pervert!” The Demon Hunter shouted at the dazed Monk who’s hands once again had strayed where they shouldn’t and was currently on the ground having been pummeled by her. Glaring hard at the semi conscious Miroku, Sango turned on her heel and walked away.
“I swear, he can’t go one hour without trying something funny!” Sango fumed in anger and fury. She was carrying a basket of vegetables when he had offered to help her. She had thanked him for the help as he took half the load carrying it for her. He had reached the marketplace first and set the basket down and she had done the same.
Only for his hand to pinch her backside when she had bent over and him to comment on its shape…
She had lunged upon him and beaten the daylights out of him for what he did while others in the village on looked on in surprise at the violent display. That was the second time in the past hour that he had groped her.
She headed towards the forest, she ne
Night Of The Hunter (Levitate)Where was he?Night Of The Hunter (Levitate)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
I could feel my body screaming at me to run, but instead I stayed there paralyzed, not with fear but with determination. There was something in his voice, I knew I had heard it before. I moved my head everywhere trying to find where he was but it was no use, it was way to dark to see anything. I shut my eyes focusing on every insignificant sound there was; the tree leaves swaying with the cold winter air, the crickets chirping in synchrony, that was all I could hear. Every second that passed made me doubt my decision but there was no turning back now, he was already here. His sinister laugh made my legs tremble, my whole body began to shake as his footsteps got closer and closer to me. It was hard to know in which direction he was coming from, the only thing I knew was that he was getting closer to where I was.
“This is no fun. I thought you would run” He whispered into my ear while grabbing me by the neck.
My eyes widened in terror, how….how did he gra
The capture of something pureThe capture of something pureThe capture of something pure3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Triumph. The feeling of triumph pulsed through his blood as he tightened the bonds on the creature's beak. Finally he would be acknowledged, he would be known for his success and he would be able to dwell with the royal family in the palace, the only place he felt he rightfully belonged.
"Bring the beast." He commanded with a wave of his arm. A tall and stocky man approached the creature. Cautiously, with respect, nothing is beautiful should be bound and whipped in such a way. Nothing. The man took hold of the long rope that trailed down from the creature's strapped beak and began following the higher class man down the streets of the grubby city.
As they approached the palace the creature started, it threw up its head and tried to screech behind its gag. When it couldn't break the ropes it threw it majestic head towards the ground, planning to drive the peasant handler to the ground, or perhaps burn his hands with the rope, which would cause him to let go
Pure white"My gracious lord,"spoke the tradesmen as he bowed to the king."--today we bring you the most wonderful of gifts to receive. You asked for us to bring you a gift for your lovely daughter, that has both beauty and grace to rival the goddesses. And I do believe we found it. Bring the creature in!"Pure white3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A gruff looking man came in then, but no eyes paid any attention to him as all eyes were glued to the creature he pulled behind him. It leaped back and reared on its hind legs as it was brought into the room.
Every jaw was open, every person was in awe at the rare and glorious sight. It was impossible, but somehow, these people find one. A griffin, of pure white feathers and fur. Its wings full and powerful as its emerald green eyes looked at the awestruck citizens.
Everyone thought it glorious and many cheered at the beauty of the griffin. All except one. He hid in the banners and beams that lay towards the ceilings. His eyes mirrored his feelings ; hate. The anger the burned in his eyes disap
MagicLove may be magic,Magic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And magic may be a lie,
But I’ve lied,
And held the magic inside.
We Are FreeWe are freeWe Are Free1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You and me
All who we see
All are free
Free to make choices
Free to chase dreams
Free to ignore the voices
Free to let out screams
Free to have fears
Free to feel hurt
Free to let out tears
Free to feel like dirt
Free to let ourselves burn
Free to make mistakes
Free to grow and learn
Free to apply the breaks
Free to find our resolve
Free to take back control
Free to finally evolve
Free to discover our soul
Commission: The Grinning Granny "Oh yeah, this place is most definitely the apex of terrifying. I am SO scared right now, you don't even know."Commission: The Grinning Granny5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lorelei glared, not amused by Truman's sarcasm-laden tone. "Would you relax? I mean, what else did you have to do today, anyway?" she retorted, unbuckling her seatbelt.
Truman huffed, following suit and climbing out of the Mustang. "You know perfectly well I could be doing lots of things with my life instead of investigating a bogus call. Which this obviously is."
Lorelei got out of the car into the damp spring air, and studied the house they were parked in front of. It did look suspiciously normal for a haunted house; cheerful, even. The two story Cape Cod-style house was the last on the cul-de-sac of Magnolia Lane, sitting atop a small hill, and looking pretty well-maintained. The chrysanthemums growing in the front were healthy and fragrant, and there were some jolly-looking lawn gnomes nesting among