Shadow of the Night: The Void Seer ch.8Shadow of the Night: The Void Seer ch.81 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I think I saw you before…" said a female voice.
Hagus looked up from his Grimoire and sighed, resting his fel green eyes on a brunette she-elf; she wore robes sporting the colors of arcane, blue, purple, pink, and silver.
"I have been coming to the Sun Court for three weeks now to study my grimoire…" Hagus replied.
"Grimoire? You mean you are a warlock?" asked the elf.
Hagus nodded, and opened his grimoire once again to resume his reading,
"But, I thought I've seen you at the arcane academy…" the she-elf said once more, causing Hagus to sigh sharply as his reading was once again interrupted.
"I have only been there once, and that was to get an updated map of Azeroth," Hagus said sharply, annoyance flickering in his eyes at the she elf, making her flinch.
"Oh, forgive me then… I must be referring to someone else… pardon my intrusions," said the elf as she stepped away.
"Hagus…" He replied before the she-elf could walk to far away.
"What?" she asked as she turned to face Hagus once more
A Warcraft Wedding: FateA Warcraft Wedding: Fate2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The wind blew gently as the leaves danced and sung in the light breaking through the dense canopy of trees. As a young Paladin gazed upon the ancient trees that lifted their reach as far as she could see; an enchanted dust fluttered and filled the forest with an ambient glow. It was a foreign beauty to behold to this young Draenei. Ashenvale had always been a natural wonder, untouched by corruption and eternally growing. That is until the Orcs made their appearance; harvesting and pillaging the bounty & gifts that the Night Elves held dear.
The Paladin had heard that reinforcements were needed to drive back the callous invaders. The Orcs had defiled the pristine land by burning and cutting everything in their path with their crude machinery. She was there to provide aid to the Night Elves, for they, had once welcomed her into their home when she had lost everything she held dear.
As she arrived to the small yet heavily armed town of Astranaar , she witnessed several Senti
* I LOVE YOU FOR WHAT YOU ARE *I love you for all the boys I never knew* I LOVE YOU FOR WHAT YOU ARE *1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love you for all the times I spent with you
For the smell of the sea and warm bread
For the flowers that you put near my bed
For the pure animal that lies within a dove
I love you for all the boys I do not love
Without you I can only see the wide world
The mirror cannot produce the image that was destroyed
The moment between what was and is today
And by forgetting the road I was well on my way
But the hole in the wall did not reveal a lot
So I had to learn about life by the pieces I got
I love you for your wisdom that is not mine
I love you eventhough people consider this a crime
I love you though I know it is all illusion
But my heart is beating in restless confusion
You think you are doubt, but you are reason
You are the sun that will be present every season <>
A Magical BirthA Magical Birth1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vann was in a libary, flipping pages though old books and tomes, reading with her mind in deep thought. She rubbed a hand over her baby bump and smiled softly to herself. 'Any day now.' She thought to herself, eyes skiming along the pages of the book she had in front of herself.
"Lady Vanneliese, are you done with these books?" Vann looked over to the libarian who wore robes with the Kirin Tor's colors. She was in Dalaran, which was her residence since she joined the Magus Senate. "Oh yes, let me help you." It was her nature, even if the libarian tried to keep Vann in her chair. "Miss, please you shouldn't bother. I have this taken care of." Vann was already halfway out of her chair when the libarian waved their hand and the books on the table magically flew about the room, returning to their locations on the bookshelves.
Vann smiled as she finally was standing. "Well, duh, this is Dalaran." Her smile quickly fadded as she dropped back into her chair, the libarian rushed to her side to
sin titulo.Ella siempre se echa a llorar en la puerta-entrada de esa casa vieja con olor-a-gato. Y llora como no te imaginas y el talento literario se le fue al cielo, es que nadie te enseñó a enamorarte así. ¿Y eso qué tiene que ver? Yo lloro porque no sé madurar, el cojín me comió un pedazo de vida y después no sé qué pasó que disfruto tanto dormir, porque es como si nada, como morirse, dejo de soñar lo que sueño todo el día y se me quita esa hinchazón del diafragma y las ganas de morderme los labios tan fuerte. Tan fuerte. De llorar como tonta sin vida, como inútil que no lava un plato y es atolondrada porque sueña tanto. Tanto. Se cansa de soñar y sin soñar no sabe qué hacer no durmió más.sin titulo.5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The Terror of TyrantisWARNING: The following contains written creature violence akin to that found in, say, a PG 13 movie. Not enough to be "Mature Content," but enough for me to want to warn you. It also contains some swearing (again, PG 13 worthy, not enough to be "Mature"). We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.The Terror of Tyrantis8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The Tyrantis Saga
The Terror of Tyrantis
In 2005 paleontologists found a small scrap of preserved tissue on a fossilized tyrannosaurus skeleton. Several tests and studies found that the flesh contained the almost complete genetic code of what was once a deadly predator. The US government bought the tissue and put together a team combining the world's best paleontologists, biologists, and every other ologist one could think of to attempt to clone the animal. Several other skeletons were discovered to contain tissues as well and soon a large project was made to attempt to bring back the dinosaurs. It was named Operation Titan.
nieve.Los dos jugaban como tontos en la nieve y se hundían como niños que eran. Se reían, Vince disfrutaba tanto como nunca en su vida, se le colgaba al cuello, le aprisionaba con las piernas y le cabalgaba... se reía, caía, Benjamin no era mucho más grande como para resistirle horas encima sin ningún inconveniente. Él le tumbaba, tomaba una bola de nieve, le amenazaba; se invertían una y mil veces jugando a quién gana, y él se dejaba vencer sólo para ver los ojos brillantes de triunfo en Vince.nieve.5 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Se levantaban otra vez y rodaban por la nieve, se desenredaban de la bufanda, el abrigo, el gorro, el frío...
Terminaban juntos mirándose con sueño en el agua caliente.
SloughIt starts with a metronomicSlough7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
drip-splat, each drop a bastinado
blow on the feet of sleep.
Floundering from our half-
cold bed, I navigate the room
like a blind albatross until the bitch
of a stubbed toe stops me.
deep in the house. Rust runnels
down walls we painted ivory.
I find the sink choking,
the refrigerator dead, puddles
rising, like stigmata, on the lino.
The kettle boils itself.
It's been three weeks since you left
this house. I thought by now
it would have stopped grieving.
Welcome to Silent Hill, SlendermanPrologueWelcome to Silent Hill, Slenderman1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It has been months ever since that fateful day. After that incident, I truly regret killing my only best friend, the one who made me feel joy and happiness. And now, the whole town knows about this and I am feared by them. Some townsfolk were sent here to search for me. I knew this place isn't safe anymore. I need to move out from this place. I must find a new home.
Greetings child, I go by many names. Der rifer, Grosse Man, Tall Man, those are my names and I am known for them. But there is only one name that you might be able to recognize me, Slenderman.
I move out from the forest as quickly as my legs can. I have been moving place after place; I've climbed up mountains and walk through different places. Ever since I moved out, I've trusted on my instincts just to survive. I've learned that every forest has a town nearby, and that is not the kind of home I wanted. I fear that incident might happen again. I must keep distance from those gr
Father's DayFather's day, June 18, 2006.Father's Day7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When two parallel lines are crossed by a transversal, the alternate interior angles are congruent.
This day is not congruent to any other day, this day is not like any other day, this day is for families and I am alone.
The measure of an inscribed angle equals half the measure of the intercepted arc. I need my geometry more than ever now. I go through geometry theorems in my head when I have to hold myself together. Math is so organized and there is always a solution. My life right now is the exact opposite. The measure of the central angle equals the measure of the intercepted arc.
I am running through the park, but I'm not running away from the pain. I am reminded of it by every family I see, by every little girl holding her father's hand. By every little girl holding the hand of someone I don't have. Someone who-
No. I can't think about that.
Pythagorean theorem: a squared plus b squared equals c squared. Linear Pair Pos
To GrandfatherI lost himTo Grandfather3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the ruins of his lungs.
I go out of myself
looking for him
in the mirror
& autumn eyes
filled with dirt water
is the only resemblance
to paint his face
I go out looking
for you everyday in the cemetery
hoping your soul
could knock at my eyelids.
I lost everything
in the ruins of your lungs
but your hands
are the only things
I yearn for.
The Darkfallen and Sanlayn guideThe Darkfallen and Sanlayn guide2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Darkfallen, San'layn.
Welcome to the Darkfallen, San'layn guide. Here you can find all the information currently known about the race and faction. Information will be added over time if anything new becomes available.
Before you decide to make a Darkfallen character.
Think for a moment. Reconsider, maybe. Playing a Darkfallen is considered difficult, if near impossible, to pull off.
First of all, they aren't vampires.
Second, they're undead. Not attractive and glitzy.
Third, they cannot create other Darkfallen.
Fourth, they're most likely Scourge loyal.
Racial name: Darkfallen.
'Faction name': San'layn, of the Scourge.
Previous race: Blood elf only.
Language(s): Thalassian, Common.
The Darkfallen are the elite, immortal soldiers of the Scourge
LoZ: A Christmas CarolLoZ: A Christmas CarolLoZ: A Christmas Carol1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Emily and her little brother David were laying in bed. They had just had their dinner, consisting of stale bread and cabbage soup and were now huddled together for warmth. Their bed, which was near the fire place of the one room rickety cottage, was made of wood planks, an old thin mattress with dry straw for more cushion, comfort and warmth and their blanket had holes in it. Their parents were busy with the fire and cleaning up and would be joining them shortly making it even warmer.
Actually, the two were still quite hungry. There was never enough to eat it always seemed and she being the oldest, usually reserved most of the food for her little brother, as her parents did for their two children. Right now the snow was falling gently and she had just blown out the small candle by the bed. It was made from animal fats and gave off an unpleasant smell and was a bit smokey, unlike the ones the church and those who cou
Season's greetingsChapter 1 - Drying paintSeason's greetings1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Will ya stop moving around ya nipper. I'm almost finished"
The small egglet squirmed and fidgeted in his paw but Bunny was patience when it came to his eggs and dutifully continued with his work.
It was the middle of the summer season in the world above. The days were getting longer and the warm rays from the sun and the geothermal energy of the earth below provided all the heat any heat-loving mammal could want. It was just a shame that there wasn't much he could do down here.
Spring was over, Easter was just over half a year away, and he couldn't start on his Easter eggs just yet. The heat of the warren would melt most of them before they could be release to the world and besides, the closer they were prepared to the Easter the better they tasted.
The only thing he could really do to pass his time was tend to plants that grew thick and green throughout the subterranean oasis and give his all year round eggs the care and attention they needed. In truth,
Hetalia x Shimeji!Reader ~ Prologue ~The timeless space carries a special program known as 1001011101101 or perfection program ( name ). She is a special program and can only be downloaded once. One lucky person will have her to help them. Whether it was work,problems, or things as just needing a friend. ( name ) was a special shimeji. She walks around like normal shimejis. But can talk when she feels comfortable with her 'master'. The shimeji is so rare that she only shows herself once a year. She has a smart IQ. But despite that she does not know what feelings are.Hetalia x Shimeji!Reader ~ Prologue ~9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Will someone help her feel the emotions?
Jealousy : Japan:http://vulturevain.deviantart.com/art/Hetalia-x-Shimeji-Reader-Jealousy-378514994 Fear : 2p Japan:
Embarrassment : Germany:http://vulturevain.deviantart.com/art/Germany-x-Shimeji-Reader-Embarrassment-426560762 Thrilled : 2p Germany:
Hostile : Italy: Depressed : 2p
Bait and GameBait and Game3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The young priestess sighed whistfully at the iron kettle on the fire as she absently twirled a lock of her raven hair around her finger. She tried her best to look tranquil and innocent as the two horses shifted uneasily beside her; but inside her mind was anything but still. She was cursing the Ranger who had happened to find the expensive animals and who had also decided to simply walk off in the darkening twilight to leave D'anna sitting alone with them in their excessively well-lit camp. It was a situation she had seen many times already in the few short months the two had been travelling together so she understood it well enough even though not a single word had been said.
She had been demoted to 'bait' once again.
With a worn rag she removed the boiling water from the flames and set the kettle down gingerly beside her to give it a moment to cool. She highly doubted she actually had enough time to drink tea, but then, the motions of preparing it as she had a thousand times before
Intrusion of the modern worldChapter 3- Films and Movies - 1Intrusion of the modern world1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone watched with baited breath as Jack worked in front of them.
The young Guardian of fun had summoned (and forced) them all to meet at the pole in what they were told was going to be a fun, relaxing night in each other’s company.
Tooth and Sandy had been worried about coming, they had very busy jobs after all what with all their work taking place at night, but once they set eyes on the medium sized flat screen television sitting completely out of place in North’s living room, their minds quickly changed.
Bunny rolled his eyes and huffed for the Eveleth time within the last five minutes. He didn’t mind coming to these little get togethers but seeing Jack nearly chock himself with a cable as he tried to plug it into the back of the television made him just a wee bit worried for their safety.
It was painfully obvious the kid had no idea what he was doing but true to form he waved any help away with a cheery and stubborn
Intrusion of the modern worldChapter 1 - All in the spirit of funIntrusion of the modern world1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The wind whipped and hissed wildly, pushing and swirling in rhythm with her master. The young boy of winter was filled with giddy excitement that seemed to fuel the frigid air around him and propel him faster across the sky.
Nestled tightly beneath his arm was a very small box, its hidden contents the source of all his hyperactive joy. In this box was one of the coolest things he had ever seen in his unnatural life, a gift from his best friend and first believer Jamie. He couldn't wait for the others to check out his new toy.
Using all his power Jack poured everything he had into getting to the North Pole as quick as physically possible. It didn't take long and before he knew it, the large magnificent fortress came sailing into view like a beacon in an endless ocean of white. Jack grinned widely and instead on putting on the brakes he accelerated, shooting towards the building like a bullet out of a gun. Not even the huge reinforced double doo
Vampire!EnglandxReader: H-help me...?"Oh man! Why me?!" I ran helplessly through alleyways and streets. 'Losing this guy is harder than finding him! Man, I wish I hadn't gotten myself into this mess! I'm such an idiot!'Vampire!EnglandxReader: H-help me...?1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well, if you're just tuning in, I'm currently being pursued by a blood sucking leech! My names (y/n) (l/n), and let me tell you, I'm in some deep trouble. This creature is none other than a vampire, and a very hungry one at that... What happened to get him to chase me, you ask? Well, that's easy, I just decided to take a stroll at 10:00pm, that's how! I sound kinda stupid right now, right? Well, how would you act if you had a blood sucker on your trail? Very similar, I could imagine.
"Shit!" I yelled, this is it. I ran, not even looking were I sped off to. Now, I'm stuck in an alley with a dead end... Like I said, why do I have no common sense!!!
"Well, well... What do we have here? A little late night snack?" His eyes glowed with something mighty and wicked. If it were day, I'm sure one could still see th
TweetTweet1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hope was killed after it sung "Tweet"
Why! I needn't wonder my dear beloved sweet
Your tears I tasted one dark night
Drenched in despair I almost lost my sight
Sweetness, on my heart do lie down please
With a rhythm as it beats, your sorrow just release
I see in you a bird locked in a cage
They shot you, a scar undying with age
How does it feel to live without living?
There is light but a grave you are digging
To music, my ears drown deep in non other than ecstasy
Your laughter is the song and your smile is what I wish to see
A beautiful painting more than the Mona Lisa
You are to me, when in their eyes you are a GISA
Should it tire the likes of you that much?
A low life or two discussing you while they munch
God gave you the kiss of life, that's a bless
Among others you are but a king and nothing less
Let me be thy hand young Sire
You know me well I am no liar
Your face I am yearning to wipe dry
From the salty water that left its track to die
You are a name so light on my tongue
Cancer on a stick'Cancer on a stick!Cancer on a stick3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cancer on a stick!
Cancer on a stick!'
Little girl pointed to her father,
With terror in her innocent eyes.
Mouth opened in shock and amazement.
Daddy took a long drag of the cigarette,
As he removed it he puffed out a ring of smoke
Amused at his daughter's fear and disgust.
'Ahhh, bring along the cancer dear one.'
Little girl now all grown merely frowned
At the sight of the sickly looking man,
His hair thin and his body convulsing in coughs.
But even still he took a long drag from the cigarette
Coughed out blood from the illness killing him inside,
His little girl shook her head and took his pale hand.
'Cancer on a stick,
Cancer on a stick,
Cancer on a stick
Killed daddy too soon.'
Dear youMy heart is broken,Dear you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shattered by my shadow
It lies bleeding
But this pain is glorious!
I am flawed
Will you repair me?
I am nothing
If I left,
Would you notice?
If I cry
Would you comfort me?
If you knew...
Oh, if you only knew!
Would you leave me?
I Love you
You should have lived forever
Instead of me
Wasting my life away.
You should have been here
And missing me.
I Love you
Do you love me?
I'm running to you
But you're so far away...
I am nothing
Of Great Value
My smile is always upside down
My heart is broken.
Why do you love me?
When I am beyond repair?