YW - Seven Short Stories: I, NascenceYour Warmth
Seven Short Stories: I, Nascence
By Black Waltz 0
It was supposed to be a happy occasion. It wasn't, even through a miracle that allowed him to keep his wife.
The past few days had been confusing blur. He hadn't really slept during any of them and if he had it hadn't been intentionally. He was a father now, his wife staying in the clinic as a high-priority patient instead of her usual job as his assistant. Cassie had done well. She had some fairly serious medical history that had made pregnancy, giving birth, or even falling pregnant in the first place very difficult, life-threatening in places, but that miracle had been her ability to fight through it all despite what her husband and doctor or anyone else had tried to say on the matter.
She was a Sylvas, one born from a long line of metalworkers; it was said they had steel in the blood, and while Cassie was arguably more calm and reserved compared to her older sister that toughness was still there, hidden, benea
Your Warmth - Alraune, Ch IYour WarmthYour Warmth - Alraune, Ch I4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Black Waltz 0
One fateful day, the worst thing that could ever possibly happen in the dungeon occurred. They lost a team member.
It wasn't like Cyrus, who ultimately met his fate deep down beneath the earth some months earlier; a loss that some parts of the town were still struggling to take. It was an abandonment. Magi's team had fled, and he was all alone.
His adventuring party had been formulated specifically to tackle one select region of the dungeon; a labyrinthine forest that existed under the ground, surviving somehow without the need for light. Mina, the librarian in Adratea had gone through all the botany books she had to find precedent for that sort of thing, but like so many other mysteries in the dungeon the forest remained one of its kind – sinister and dangerous.
Several expeditions into the forest, dubbed ‘Underwood' by Siro who had been the first to explore revealed not much fauna in the way of malicious creat
Your Warmth - Alraune, Ch VThings grew better over time. He wasn't sure how or why it happened, but the pain and the desperation faded over the course of the night and then, when the sun came up miles above the surface Magi had been freed from both his hunger and his thirst.Your Warmth - Alraune, Ch V3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It must have been around eighteen hours since he had separated from his friends or had access to a water canteen. Didn't humans die after a few short days of being deprived of water? Why wasn't he the least bit thirsty now? At least the sound of the trickling stream behind him didn't bother him anymore.
The Underwood had become surprisingly comfortable and he could now see perfectly well in the dark. His breathing was slow yet shallow and he hung from fragile vines that did not discomfort the muscles in his arms. Magi smiled in an unfocused, wistful manner.
‘I wonder if the others will come back for me?' He thought.
The alraune at his side informed him that she thought it was highly likely.
‘I don't know about Darren,
Your Warmth - Newlyweds Ch IYour WarmthYour Warmth - Newlyweds Ch I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Black Waltz 0
"Well, Magi, do you know what day it is today?" Ravendor asked him from the windowsill, brushing aside the curtains and letting in the light.
Magi looked up from his work. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed surrounded by the tools of his trade, his bow, a carving knife, bones and other various materials. He fletched his own arrows out of resources gathered from the dungeon, he didn't buy them, and though this meant quite a bit more work for him each and every week he found it more of a hobby than anything else; something to be enjoyed. He had been in the middle of feathering an arrow when Ravendor had spoken to him.
"What day?" He repeated. "Isn't it Sunday?"
While that was technically true it wasn't exactly what he had in mind. Ravendor smiled at the other man, taking out a folded piece of paper from the pocket of his jeans. It looked quite old, like it had been sitting on a shelf or in some ledger for quite some t
YW - Darren Sandwich Ch IYW - Darren Sandwich Ch I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Black Waltz 0
"Well congratulations, BW. You're pregnant." Warren said at last after coming out from the back room of his clinic, where he did most of the pathology part of his work. He seemed a little confused.
BW, who had been sitting down on one of the beds in the ward at the time was almost knocked to the mattress by Sera throwing her arms around the other girl. She squeezed BW tightly, then realized it probably wasn't a very good idea anymore and relaxed her hold a bit. "Did you hear that?" Sera asked as if the mage girl hadn't just been in the room seconds ago. "I knew you weren't sick! I just knew it!" She proclaimed.
Compared to Sera BW appeared a little more subdued. It had been big news, monumental news, but she did seem happy. "So that means I'm not allergic to pears after all?" She asked. Zagtakh had given her a small box of them as a gift from when he had been trading one town over and they
AtV - Growing UpTales of the VoidAtV - Growing Up5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A Short Story By
Black Waltz 0
Tana stood in front of the mirror and examined herself very carefully, finding nothing and yet everything wrong with her reflection.
She was small, with short black hair and the body of an eight year old child. She was wearing her blue dress today, but with a jaunty cap which almost made her look a little bit taller. Across the room, there was a wall vandalized with many different coloured chalks; lines stretching from a quarter to almost one half of the ceiling. Tana rushed over to it and stood up straight under the markings, heels to the junction of wall and floor and remembering to keep her back nice and straight. She reached an arm up and with an awkward twist of her hand she added another horizontal line to the throng.
Moving away from the wall she turned around and regarded her work. The white line had overlapped with another line, and another and another. This didnt surprise her. It was t
TotV - Tough Love, Chpt VIt was still quite dark when Mara awoke from her immediately forgotten dreams. She had a feeling that above the canopy the sky was lightening over the horizon as the thin pulse of daylight slipped in through a perspective vanishing point, but beneath the trees and low to the ground all she could see was damp darkness and the occasional firefly. By this time most of them would have died off, but there were still some especially resilient stragglers.TotV - Tough Love, Chpt V6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Mara was used to waking at dawn; she had done it so often now that it had become ingrained within her inner body clock. Even so, she was not the first one of her group awake at this time of day. She noticed the space beside the fire where Ravendor had slept earlier that night was empty; the older man nowhere to be seen. The campfire itself was barely smouldering embers, with a little curl of white smoke drifting up from the centre of the hearth. Theyd have to stomp it flat soon before they left to extinguish any residual heat.
Your Warmth - Alraune, Ch VIOf course, the alraune was not blind to the encroachment of enemies on her lands.Your Warmth - Alraune, Ch VI2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was too… permanent to venture very far beyond the border of her cavern, and beyond the Underwood she could only guess of the hostile world out to harm them, but she was not unaware. She had eyes and ears in the forest, servants and monsters alike, and through them she waited and watched for the humans to return.
They would come to rob her of her prize; that much she was certain. The human-suitor had said so himself. The tall one with the blade would return to them, and so too would the one with the instrument that created painful sparks and smoke in the darkness. If the little one came back, the one that smelt so strongly of fear… well. It had been a long time since she had been able to feed.
She had almost fed on the human-suitor instead, but he had shown traits to her that were too desirable to be digested. He was asleep now, hanging beside her, building up his strength for whe
Your Warmth - Familiarity Ch VIThree more days passed with no sign of her missing friend before Mara Rhinehardt was able to work up the courage to do something about it.Your Warmth - Familiarity Ch VI2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was certain that if Magi did come back he would visit her home and say hello to relieve her of her worries, and the fact that he hadn't done that yet proved to her that the archer hadn't returned to Adratea. She didn't even need to bother anybody at the inn to find that out.
Mara also hadn't seen Ravendor since they had had that brief conversation near the woodpile outside of the inn the other day. In some semi-conscious way she was trying to avoid him as well; it seemed like he had enough problems of his own and he wasn't presumably great company right now, as Darren and the other boarders of the inn were so eager to say. Mara liked to think that she could help anybody with their problems but the innkeeper was just beyond help right now, not in any manner that she could fix.
But Mara could empathize with him a little because she had fallen for
TotV - Treble in TenorTales of the VoidTotV - Treble in Tenor5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Treble in Tenor
A Short Story by
Black Waltz 0
The smell in the tavern within the Tenor slums was unlike any other BW had experienced in her short, and albeit interesting life. She had been through villages and towns and even a port or two, but she had never been to the city before. The city was like a dozen towns wedged together very tightly, with another town placed on top in the middle just for good measure. Buildings grew taller than she had ever seen before, made of stone and metal blocking out the sky and the green grass that was meant to be below.
Then there was the castle. It stood alone above everything else, its central spire catching the light of the sun. The city of Tenor itself was below that; supposedly a beautiful epicentre of trade, culture and bounty. It was a place that BW and her comrades would never get a chance to see, as discards were forbidden to enter the gates of Tenor true. It was both a religious and socially benefi
TotV - SupperTales of the VoidTotV - Supper5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A Short Story By
Black Waltz 0
BW and her comrades had been travelling together for many months now, all over the Void and the lands therein, and over such time they had grown accustomed to one another; all the little quirks and annoyances that only long-term travellers got to see. Ravendor was sometimes arrogant and difficult to understand, Warren at times seemed spacey and hard to get mad at, which was extremely irritating itself, and Zagtakh had a zero percent threshold for criticism. BW herself, well, the others would have said that her list was practically endless.
Somehow they found a way to get along. It was easy in the beginning, but then welcomes tended to wear a little thin. After two months or so they had adapted to each other out of necessity. Despite this there were still periodic arguments, usually between BW and somebody else. This happened the most frequently in the evenings at mealtime.
A system had subconsciously been
Your Warmth - Mandragora Ch IYour WarmthYour Warmth - Mandragora Ch I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Black Waltz 0
"Well Mara, it finally happened. I got a promotion." Magi said with a shy, yet somewhat proud smile as they both stepped into Sera and Reiyu's general store. He let her walk in first, holding the door open for her courteously.
Mara waited the extra moment for him to catch up, her hands clasped in front of her and holding onto her mostly empty shopping basket. "A promotion? What do you mean?" She asked. She knew that he worked at the Adratea Inn and had been doing so for a few years now, so by this point he was pretty much co-owner of the business. That sort of thing tended to happen automatically when you were in love with the proprietor, but she didn't understand what he meant by another promotion. Unless he had disposed of his partner somehow there wasn't much higher he could go.
Magi Magemere's smile widened as he thought about all that had happened in the past few days. He had wanted to tell somebody about it for
Your Warmth - Lairs and LegendsYour WarmthYour Warmth - Lairs and Legends9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lairs & Legends
By Black Waltz 0
"No." Mina said sternly as she stood up from the table for the umpteenth time that night, placing her palms down hard against the wooden surface and leaning forward in such a way that the subtle sway of her breast might have knocked over a nearby wine glass if her spatial awareness had been any worse. "You're not allowed to pick a deity like that. You can't. It's just wrong."
The others all seated properly at the round table glanced over to Mina, sitting at the right hand of Reiyu who was meant to be in charge, but as the night wore on more and more of the interventions, exclamations, and general distractions were being caused by the usually quiet and gentle librarian by his side. Even Reiyu seemed surprised by it, though he lacked the backbone to try and intervene too much even if he knew he should.
This time Mina's complaint seemed to be directed all the way across the table at Magi, who had maybe had
ImaginationImaginationImagination4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By Black Waltz 0
As I sit within this class,
Faceless students surround my chair
Solving equations, a dreary task
But I smile to myself - For I am not there!
A hundred thousand worlds away
And several dimensions more
I watch an alien army pray
For victory, as they march to war.
And in scarcely a wink of an eye
I find myself plunged in that battlefield true,
With a sword in my hand and a reluctance to die
Coupled with a motley, rag-tag crew.
There were arrows a flyin' and enemies dyin'
My small battalion did charge
With the strength of a bear and the heart of a lion
They fought to protect their 'sarge.
But my sword-arm grew weak, and my pace it did slack
As my stamina continued to drain
My efforts at pushing the enemy back
Appeared to be all in vain.
They, like a pack of ravenous sharks,
Surrounding my just like their prey
I lashed out with my weapon, but it made not a mark
It seemed like my end was today.
I gave a small sigh, and threw down my blade
My ending woul
Unrequited Love...Once upon a time one day,Unrequited Love...4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was walking down the street in May,
And as I was thinking about things faraway,
I remembered the fun I had one day.
I remember a girl, a very lovely girl,
When I saw her, my head started to whirl,
I remember her adorable talking style,
As well as the way she made me smile.
It was that day that I had fallen,
And it was that day my love had befallen,
From that day, every second felt like it was stolen,
And my pain had started to become swollen.
As it turns out I was alone with my feelings as one,
And I was hoping for a chance from her to be one.
So I was a fool for my precious one,
For she did not care for me as a loved one.
However time passed, and I saw my mistake,
I shouldn't have let myself that path to take,
There's nothing lonelier than a single glove,
Except for an unrequited love.
And so I reached the end of my walk,
My mind had faltered once anew,
As I concluded with one last remark:
"With this, my love, I say adieu."
Night of the Monster: Part 4Night of the Monster: Part 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Night of the Monster
"There you go, ladies! Happy Halloween!" an elderly man said with a kind smile as he gave his visitors a candy bar each before closing the door. The strangely-dressed duo thanked the man and left the house's porch to make room for equally odd-looking children. The larger woman from the two, a cat-girl wearing a dark vampire dress, stopped to the front yard gate once they had crossed the yard neatly decorated for the season.
"Man, we sure have managed to haul a good deal of candy tonight. Don't ya think, Lilah?" the vampire cat-girl said with a gleeful grin as she looked at her dark-skinned elven friend dressed as a succubus.
"I agree, Nyka." Lilah replied taking a glance into her own candy bag. It hadn't been long since they separated from Anyssa and Evie, and already Nyka and Lilah had visited a few houses with
Night of the Monster: Part 5Night of the Monster: Part 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Night of the Monster
IN THE LAIR OF THE BEAST
Slowly her mind returned back to reality. Stinging pain escorted the cat-girl awake and Anyssa opened her eyes with a quiet groan. Stars bustled in her vision as she tried to look around and for a moment everything was but messy blur. Anyssa closed her eyes and tried to rub the sore spot on her head, but to her surprise she realized she couldn't do that. Her hands were firmly tied behind her back with torn bed sheets and the cat-girl was lying on the floor of a bedroom, and her feet were bound together also. Anyssa frowned and jerked her limbs, testing the durability of her bindings. They were fixed tight, she had to admit.
"Hey, are you awake?" a voice asked suddenly startling the young woman and quickly she turned towards the black blob sitting in the opposite corner of the room. She relaxed some as she recognized the voice as her friend's "Oh, it's you, Evie