The Mute King and His Songbird, Part 1 It was when the castle started groaning that he realized all was lost.The Mute King and His Songbird, Part 11 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Amidst the chaos, Alastair Ehn struck down his opponent with his cane and released a warning snarl at his pursuers. The armored men, startled by his animalistic expression, flinched – and that was all the time the crippled king needed.
Briefly flicking liquid scarlet from his sword, Alastair returned the blade to his cane and swiftly limped down the hall, only one person on his mind. The ominous moans of his home echoed around him, becoming louder and louder with each deafening, explosive shell that impacted against its ancient walls. A high-pitched whistling demanded his attention, and Alastair swiftly ducked down against the side of the wide hall, bringing his tattered cloak over him. Not a second later, the entire world seemed to jump. Light and flame erupted behind him, fragmented stone and debris
The Mute King and His Songbird, Part 2 “We’re not going to make it out in time if we don’t find her soon.”The Mute King and His Songbird, Part 21 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alastair gritted his teeth. The castle’s warning groans had become deafening by this point, and if the earlier earthquake was any indication, one of the towers had already fallen. Regardless, the king determinedly proceeded onward.
“Your Grace,” stressed Xenos, determined to win Alastair over, “even if you are half-draconic, you’re still half-human. If someone shoots you up enough or the castle collapses, it’ll be bad news!”
Alastair scowled. ‘I will not leave her behind.’
“And if she’s already been taken?”
‘They enemy has not retreated. They do not have her.’
little thingsI don’t want to be the wind beneath your wingslittle things2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
or any other monumental things
I wish to be feathers
(a hand to hold,
a gaze to meet
a place at night
to dream in peace)
so you can still fly
This Conversation Took Eons"I can control you," he said, gravitational fingers lurching into my bouldered skin and pulling bits of me away.This Conversation Took Eons5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I made it rain that day and killed three thousand and forty six people, just because I could.
"What is wrong with you?" his voice sank as the waters became weighted with people. He pulled the tides higher and washed the visible pain into the form of debris.
"They'll never forget though," I used the stars to point out my flaws and my current disaster, "because they're dead."
"Why do you do that?"
"What's wrong with me?" I asked innocently, stirring up another hurricane with my pinky.
It was all some sort of amusement to me. He was glaring at me with those fake diamond eyes and wishing for a meteor to smash into my dimpled frame. I know he wants me dead. Ever since those dinosaurs, he hasn't quite forgiven me, like I can control the death of over-populated reptiles.
"I am orbiting your bulging equator. I will always just be orbiting you," he pauses and ties my tallest m
artist's dawnhalf past fourartist's dawn1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
mellifluous silence hung buoyant
on gossamer skies
she painted the sun lithe
and lissom strokes brushing space
with sunrise bursting from her fingers
she perspired morning
brow beading imagination
of clean towel clouds
and citrus sunlight
rememberAnd when the coyotes callremember1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
remember they are singing their own songs
and if they reach your bones, hold the words dear
but keep in mind your own tune
because their wisdom doesn’t belong to you.
Jayce X Soraka (Secret Santa)He had seen her a few times, both in the lane and the institute of war, sometimes he fought with her, and sometime against, and he never really had a preference. She was someone who he just never really noticed, and he had no real reason to change that trend. To him, she was just the champion of a nation with whom his was loosely allied and his complete indifference toward her was something that she seemed to share. In essence, they were colleges; and nothing else.Jayce X Soraka (Secret Santa)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That all changed in an instant. Disappointed by the nodown showdown, and small band of summoners made an act against the entire institute of war and everything it stood for, they held a private match on summoners rift, forging the papers which granted them the authorisation they needed. With everything to lose and nothing to gain the summoners pooled their powers together, not in a summoning, but in a spell. Risking the entire continent, this small band of summoners chilled the air and froze the clouds and when they turned b
Avengers Day Off"Whos idea was this again?" Steve asked, as he and the rest of the group walked through the parking lot and closer to their destination, each of them carrying totebags on their shoulders. It was a clear, bright summer day, and was one of the only days where Director Fury let the Avengers forget about their duties, and go enjoy themselves. It was mildly hot out, and the sun beating down on on the earth below made the heat index rise, making it feel much hotter then it actually was. And of all days, this was the day which the air conditioning inside the Avengers tower broke down. Tony had instructed JARVIS to fix it immiditely, but the estimated time needed for the repair was a good 3 hours. Nobody could stand the heat. The temperature inside was hotter then outside! So, everyone suggested ideas of what they could do for the time being to keep themselves cool.Avengers Day Off2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Tony and Clints." Natasha said, answering the captains question. "Well... mostly Clint's idea."
The place that everyone was at,
A Normal Night at Avengers TowerEight very long days had passed since any of the six Avengers had been sent on a mission for SHIELD. No catastrophes, no villain sighting, not even any gas station robberies had taken place in the giant metropolis that they called home. At first, they had all enjoyed sleeping late and doing nothing, but then the days had started growing longer and lloonnggeerr aanndd lllooonnngggeeerrr (Tony was positive that they now contained 36 hours instead of 24). Let's face it: they were bored. Very bored. Maybe even on the verge of insanity bored.A Normal Night at Avengers Tower2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That evening, they were all pretending to be interested in the delicious three cheese ziti marinara that Steve had made them when Bruce of all people pointed out the sad truth.
"Guys, we have to do something or we're all going to go insane. Look at us; we're not even interested in Steve's cooking, for crying out loud!"
"You are wrong, Doctor," Thor said through half-chewed pasta. "I am enjoying myself immensely!"
"Hooray. One of us hasn't died of bored
The Darkfallen and Sanlayn guideThe Darkfallen and Sanlayn guide3 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
Boarding School: Avengers AUDr. Fury was a tough principal to impress. He played favorites, and anyone who didn't quite make his standards was humiliated in front of the entire school during assembly or graded harshly, so harshly that he or she flunked. He knew that his students resented him, and he used that to his advantage. One of his favorites was Tony Stark, because he was brilliant, but more importantly, rich and influential. While he wouldn't normally allow a student to get an extension on a grade, Tony could get away with it. But Tony wasn't sick, or stressed. He had an ulterior motive for putting off his paper. He didn't normally attend such plebeian events as parties, but the rumor was that the school's model student, Steve Rogers, was attending. He never went to any of those sort of functions, afraid that if he drank too much and made a mistake he would be kicked off of the football team and a promising career with college football and then the NFL would be over before it started. According to the rumoBoarding School: Avengers AU2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
V Speech TranstlatedOriginal speech from the movie:V Speech Transtlated6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
[carves V into wall] The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
[giggles] Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Look! In view, a simple retired entertainer, cast in the place of both victim and villain when there was a change in Fate. This disguise, which is not meant to make myself lo
Tau-English DictionaryTau/English DictionaryTau-English Dictionary4 years ago in Settings More Like This
How to use this Dictionary: The first column is the English spelling and pronunciation, the second is the tau spelling, the third is the meaning. Sections in quotation marks are literal translations. N means noun, V means verb, Adj means adjective, PN means proper noun, numbers following these abbreviations mean multiple meanings
Al Al N; structure, organization, Adj; small
Aloh Aloh Adj; cold
An An Adj; location (as in 'the place of union' 'An'lissera')
Anuk Anuk N; bird
Ar Ar Adj; high, both in altitude and respect/morals/etc.
Ar'Cea Ar'Cea PN; "High Ones," Eldar
Au Au N; age, era, period of time
Aun Aun Adj; ethereal, celestial, N; an Ethereal
Au'taal Au'taal PN; "time of salvation" a tau sept world
B B N; a shepherd, V; to shepherd
Bap Bap Adj; lost
Be'Gel Be'Gel PN; Orks, including all subspecies, as a race
Bentu'sin Bentu'sin PN; "Wise-gifted Ones," Demiurg
B'kak B'kak N; "Sand Herder," shepherd of sand creatures?
Celestial MemoriesThis is a storyCelestial Memories2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm sure you all know,
About a lovely little woman
And her Mr. Scarecrow.
It all began
In a small town like any other.
Where our main characters lived:
A little girl, her father, and her mother.
The family lived
In a small farmhouse,
In a tiny little town
[Yes, fit for a mouse].
The children who lived there
Were very close-knit,
But when Tabby wanted to join
Her father threw a fit.
He would sit her down
And tell her ever so nicely,
"You don't need friends,
All you need is family."
Then, little Tabitha
Would walk to her shelf
And play with her toys...
All by herself.
Her mother was the only one
Who noticed Tabby's loneliness.
She was the only one
Who understood her stress.
She tried her best
To distract Tabby's mind.
They played games
Like pretend and search and find.
Sometimes Tabby's mother
Would teach her new things:
Like sewing, and farming, and working with hay,
[The basics for living a pretty nice life]
So that maybe, just maybe, on one fateful day,
Tabby just migh
Hades and Persephone (Part 5)Hades and Persephone (Part 5)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PERSEPHONE SAT IN HER ROOM, glancing at the window. There was not much to look at. Hades had put her room away from the others, toward the wastelands of the Underworld, the empty lands, where there was nothing much besides black ground and pillars of smoke. She knew that if her room were at the other end of the palace, she would see fire and destruction.
Hades had said he would return in a day or two. That meant she still had a slight chance to get out. Not of the Underworld. She knew that was impossible. She wanted to at least see the gardens. If anything, they were still growing things, and they offered no ridicule or emotions.
She stood, walking over to her door, opening it so there was only a small crack. The large, black dog outside of her door was sleeping soundly, even snoring slightly. The snore was deep and ragged, more like a growl with each inhale.
Persephone slid out of her door, shutting the door softly. The dog did not stir.
She continued her w
The Reasons I CryThere are many reasons I cryThe Reasons I Cry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I will take my time to explain
Because you asked me why
I don't cry because I hope for someone to save me
I cry when I hear a true and tragic story
I cry when I hear a songs meaning right through
And no, I don't consider myself a wimp
I'd rather consider you
Laughing because you gave up all hope
Laughing is your way to cope
With the trauma your childhood caused
I know I snap easily and it's a huge flaw
Many people dislike me for it
And being abandoned feels raw
Besides my best poetry was written with tears in burning eyes
I even cry when I'm in rage and furious sometimes
I cry at an impossible problem, just to let go of it
And I must sound incredibly sissy, I admit...
But as a matter of fact, I never cry when I bleed
I don't cry when I don't get the love I need
I shed tears to understand the sorrow of dear friends
My tears cleanse my soul and let my misery end
And most often I cry by the sight of something beautiful
Without my tears, the snot and my pai
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 6Hades and Persephone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Demeter was relaxed.
Or at least she would have been had her nerves allowed her to. She was in one the most relaxing spa environments known to mortal or god. She was surrounded by lavender walls with a mural of the afternoon sky on the ceiling. Soothing, sweet music played above her head, the faint sound of a stream trickling could be heard in the background, all whilst nymphs wove small flowers into her thick hair.
"Are you absolutely sure she arrived there okay?" Demeter asked one of the nymphs tending to her, for the thirtieth time that hour. Now the Oakson's Resort for Your Inner Goddess had seen stressed. They had seen frazzled, tensed, jittery and jumpy, but when they received the Goddess of Harvest she had been border lining hysterical.
This was partially because she had been physically dragged here from her autumn gardening work, only hours after seeing Kore off with those mortal children, wh
We Will Never BeI met you on August 18th of 2008.We Will Never Be2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember how hot it was in the classroom
That day and how your eyes widened with confusion
As I sat down next to you.
I will never forget those eyes.
You loved Mondays and dreaded Fridays.
I thought you were crazy and you told
Me that the only reason was so you
Could see me in school.
I still thought you were crazy.
We would do our math assignments on the
Playground and talk about our lives.
We were so different, but you always
Insisted that we were absolutely perfect.
I wish I would have known how right you were.
I miss you so much that I can't sleep.
But I have to keep moving because you
Promised me that we would be again, remember?
You held my hand for a second too long and
Told me that you would see me tomorrow.
And I believed you because your eyes had that same
Warm look in them that you always got when
You would tell me something important.
I've seen you three times since then, and we
Have walked away from each other
Expensive LiesI sit and stare at the toilet bowl.Expensive Lies11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A guy I know is bulimic.
When we compliment him
I see the twist of agony in his eyes
as his brain reprograms it
to sound like an expensive lie
that costs him another tear
in his tattered dignity.
Friends hurry to him,
to reassure him, to love him.
They tell him how beautiful he is.
We didn't know him before,
but he's definitely not fat now.
We whisper things in concern like;
body dysmorphic disorder.
'I know you'll never believe me
but you are so gorgeous -
not just on the inside.' Not just.
And they're right, I join in,
because they are right to say it
because it happens to be true -
he is stunning. Not just on the outside.
And we want him to see himself
the way we see him, beautiful.
And I join in because
I've felt that strangle of pain
in my stomach, bowels and belly,
when someone used to tell me lies.
So I know how he feels.
Only, he is beautiful on the outside
and I'm not.
He's not seeing reality in the mirror
and I am.
And people rush to correc
Everything Under the Stars 11Chapter 11: ConfusionEverything Under the Stars 114 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
© Lady Owl
Heather sat quietly on Neelix's bed as another random object went zipping across the room. She sighed out her nose as she made a face.
"I can't believe what I've gotten myself into... this is insane! He's going to ask me to do something crazy.. I just know it! What else could possibly be worth it to him if it wasn't something insane, huh?! What was I thinking to take your advice!"
Veeno didn't answer. He was leaning against the door frame of the main entrance to Neelix's quarters with his arms crossed. He continued to watch as Neelix tore apart his quarters in frustration and looked over at Heather. They both shrugged at one another as they turned their attention back to yet another item being tossed across the room.
"It's not all that bad..." Veeno finally said, "I mean, you are getting his protection after all."
"Yeah and at what price, huh?! Not all that bad..." Neelix repeated Veeno's sentence, mocking him
Breaking Down and AwayMy Venus has lost her arms,Breaking Down and Away3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she says she can't hold me.
She says she's been breaking
and my hands cannot fix her.
She says she has pieces missing,
and that I cannot fill them.
She says she feels cold
and that I cannot warm her;
but I try so desperately--
and we break against each other.
Glory-Be Bits IIHer almond shaped eyes were the color of pistachios.Glory-Be Bits II2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes I just get so overwhelmed by all the stories I want to tell.
Butterflies are scruffy in macro. Which probably goes to prove something, but I'm not sure what.
My origami circus went up in flames.
I dreamed God turned Himself mortal just in time for the end of the world.
I found a map on my iPod.
Stories From the Psych Ward (1 of 3)It's 2a.m. and I can hear the nurses' footsteps down the corridors,Stories From the Psych Ward (1 of 3)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with pools of light streaming out of their torches like car headlights in the rain.
Tonight is long and lonely, and voices wash over me in the dark.
Night checks, and rays of light pour over the sleepy shadowed forms of us,
into our eyes. Each black silhouette,
the shape of a patient in the middle of a dream.
I can feel insects crawling under my hands
but I can never dig them out.
Early morning cups of sweet black tea bring
a sense of comfort and normality to being an
involuntary psychiatric patient locked up in solitary.
Sleepless nights lying with outward eyes
at the disembodied hands pushing through the ceiling.
I curl around myself and wish I could disappear.
My hands are red and raw from trying to scratch
out the bugs that crawl underneath. I try to show
the insects to the staff, but none of the nurses believe.
One of the humanless spirits holds my spine
while the disembodied voices whisper "stay as low as you can