A Dust of SnowSnow was the great purification. All of the dark places of the land dotted with coated trees were blanketed by mother snows cold hand. The earth was softer in winter, in white. It was sleeping soundly beneath the coverlets where only wolves, rabbits and deer went tuttering by leaving their trails and magic.A Dust of Snow2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The girl’s cheeks had long turned chill-burnt red, polished and bright as two crisp autumn apples. They burned in the pale of her skin in the moonlight. In some other time, her lips as red as hearts and her hair as dark as raven’s wings might have stirred a poem. But the eerie mingling of fear and desire glass coating her brown eyes made her seem a mad, mad straw creature than a beauty.
The snow was deep and it bit to the knee, sometimes keeping her stuck in place. Frostbite tingled, a small sting at first and now a sharp bite in her feet; fingers. Her mittens had been swiped by a lashing pine, a boot kept by unforgiving drift. Her dress cold and wet.
My SaraIf anyone survives the world's ending, I only want them to hear the truth. I know, if there is any history after this is over, she will not be remembered fondly. I cannot blame them. They didn't know her as I did.My Sara4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The moment we entered the world, we were engaged, tied to one another body and soul. We grew up together on the castle grounds, exploring, laughing, getting into trouble, just as all children do. My Sara had an all-consuming love of science, and of discovering the inner machinery of the world. She would take me through the castle courtyard, and show me the delicate spider-webs covered with dew, and the lacey wings she had plucked from a great fat bumblebee. Finches would build nests in the trees, and my Sara would carefully break open their eggs to examine the stages of the chicks' development. Many people would be pained to destroy innocent life for something as apparently trivial as knowledge for its own sake, but not my Sara. She looked beyond a single, pitiful life in sea
Death of a Jedi, Part 119 BBYDeath of a Jedi, Part 111 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Cargo ship TB-73, Ord Cestus system
“This is Barriss Offee, can anyone hear me?” Static was the only reply from the comm unit. Barriss could see the medical station rapidly growing larger through the frost-covered viewport. It was so cold she could barely operate the controls. “I’m shutting down the engines, I’ll try to reroute the-” Barriss sensed danger and dove out of the pilot chair as a searing green light arced through the space her head had been, slicing through the control panel instead.
As alarms began blaring in the bridge, Barriss spun around and ignited her lightsaber just in time to block her assailant’s next attack. Ahsoka Tano stood before her, blank eyed and covered in frost, a savage scowl on her face. Barriss easily parried her possessed friend’s attacks, the creature controlling her had none of the young Jedi’s skill, wielding the lightsaber like a cl
The Witch and the Jedi, Part 1HyperspaceThe Witch and the Jedi, Part 111 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
5 months before Order 66
Ahsoka Tano had always considered hyperspace to be strangely beautiful. The swirling blue tunnel of light was like something out of a dream. It made her head hurt if she looked at it too long though, so she kept her eyes on the instrument panel in front of her. There was no where else to look in the cramped cockpit of the surplus Y-Wing fighter she piloted. Ahsoka checked the chronometer; they would be coming out of hyperspace soon. She opened the comm to the gunner position behind her.
“Hey Ventress, we’re almost there, wake up.” A groan and what sounded like a muffled promise of death was the only response she got. Ahsoka shook her head. If someone had told her four months ago that she’d be flying a ship through Unknown Space with Asajj Ventress of all people, she would have been very skeptical.
But then, if someon
Dusk: Chapter 9Chapter 9: HomecomingDusk: Chapter 95 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
-Coruscant, near the Jedi Temple-
Asajj was gaining a new appreciation for all the different ways a sewer could reek. The night before she hadn’t gone more than a few meters inside, and had been too angry at Tano for collecting strays to even notice it. Now the Jedi dropout had been leading her through the fetid damp tunnel - which was so dark she couldn’t see more than two meters ahead - for ages, and if they didn’t get into the Temple soon she might start seriously considering the abandonment plan. But just as that thought hit her, Ahsoka stopped abruptly next to what looked like a maintenance access.
“Through here,” she explained before Asajj could ask. Asajj followed her over to it, but Tano hesitated, her hand hovering next to the door release.
“What are you waiting for?” Asajj said.
The Unquiet Dead - PrologueHe stood nearly a foot taller, and looked to be a decade older. I’d never seen him before, but from that day forth, I would never forget what he looked like. Chestnut-colored hair and cold, gray eyes. A full beard, which covered his lips, and a distinct facial profile. The stranger walked up beside me and set his sights on the innkeeper, but the name he spoke made my blood run cold.The Unquiet Dead - Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Have you heard of a man named Richard Hardi?”
There I sat, all of fourteen years to this man’s twenty-four? Twenty-five? It was hard to gage solely by looking up at him. He still bore the benefit of youth, but the gravity of his gaze suggested someone much older than he appeared. His question had me frozen with shock, forcing me to stare despite the fact that I knew I should run, hide; do something other than sit at the bar gawking at him so conspicuously. Father often had people calling after him, but they were townspeople. Merchants. Customers.
The sigil emblazoned on the man
Dusk: Chapter 3Chapter 3: HelpingDusk: Chapter 38 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
-Coruscant Underworld, level 1311-
-Two hours after Order 66-
The sudden noise made Asajj Ventress jump to her feet, lightsaber in hand and finger on the ignition before it registered that it was only her communicator beeping. She groaned angrily in the darkness of her hideout in the Coruscant slums. For once, Asajj had been having a good dream, one about those few years she’d been happy by the side of her rogue Jedi master. Whoever had interrupted it better have something damned important to say. Asajj picked up the comm and saw there was no caller ID, whoever this was had their signal masked. I don’t like mysteries, she thought, pressing the button to respond.
“What,” she hissed. “Who the hell is this?!”
At first all she could hear was the static of wind noise, then a panicked voice full of relief answered.
“Ventress! It’s me, Ahsoka. I need your hel
Mean StreetRumpled trousersMean Street7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dusk: Chapter 12Chapter 12: More Than A NumberDusk: Chapter 125 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Jedi dove out of the chair as he fired, the blaster bolts flashing over her head and causing the terminal to explode in a shower of sparks. She rolled once and sprung to her feet while drawing a green-bladed lightsaber. A flash of confused recognition went through the back of the Clone's mind, but his instinct beat it back down. Good soldiers followed orders. He backed away and crouched behind some rubble, pelting the Togruta with shot after shot, and signaled for the rest of his squad to open fire. Just as he'd planned, she was caught in a crossfire - even a Jedi couldn't fight that.
Or so he had thought. A bolt skimmed across her right thigh, prompting a hiss of pain, but as she reached her free hand out a silver blur shot out of a bag lying on the floor. As it landed in her hand a snap-hiss was almost drowned out by the whine of a dozen deecee fifteens. Now armed with two sabers
EG Sample Chapter 1EG Sample Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A boy of nobility becomes a page, a page becomes a squire, and a squire becomes a knight. Only then does a son of privileged blood become a man in the mountains of Nebo.
To become a page, a boy needs only to reach the tender age of eight. An inevitability. To become a squire, a page needs only to reach the age of twelve. An inevitability. To become a knight, a squire must endure four years of arduous training to condition both his body and soul in such a way that befits a professional warrior and pleases the Phoenix.
At the end of this training, the squire is put to the test. He must earn his knighthood by engaging in combat and killing at least one of his kingdom’s enemies. After completing this task as to which the outcome is most uncertain, only then can a squire become a knight.
Dusk: Chapter 1Chapter 1: Reflections of an ExileDusk: Chapter 18 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Riyo Chuchi’s apartment, 500 Republica, Coruscant
Ten minutes before Order 66
Ahsoka Tano had always dreaded meditation. She had only done it when Anakin made her, which had usually been when other Jedi were around. Her old master had a similar attitude towards the practice, he only did it when Obi-Wan made him. She always wanted to do something, something that would actually be useful. Who had time to meditate in a war? Meditation was for Masters, it was nothing but punishment for Padawans. Losing your attachments to the world, being immersed in the light of the Force, it all sounded great in theory. In practice, more often than not she found herself trying not to think about how much she needed to use the ‘fresher.
Ahsoka opened her eyes with an impatient groan. It looked like she had lost that particular battle again. I'
Redwall- Coming Home Winter over Mossflower wood had been remarkably harsh. Everything was white and cold, frozen in its place until Spring. The tree branches leaned low, heavily laden with snow and ice. There was a constant flurry of snow falling at all times.Redwall- Coming Home3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The weather had trapped the creatures of Redwall Abbey inside the red sandstone structure. The only ones allowed out were the biggest and strongest of creatures, and even then only rarely.
Presently, one of those with such privileged rights was outside, charging through the deep snow on the Abbey walls, attempting to survey the landscape.
Deyna the otter was a tall, strong riverdog. He'd been born at the Abbey, but as a babe had been stolen and taken to the Juskarath clan. After fifteen long seasons he returned home to the Abbey, and to his mother and older sister. Still, he had some habits hanging over him
Dusk: Chapter 11Chapter 11: Casualty ReportDusk: Chapter 115 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The archives were in a better state than Ahsoka had expected. There was the same blaster scarring and shattered rubble that filled the rest of the Temple, but most of the holobooks were intact. Parts of it were so well preserved that she almost expected to run into Jocasta Nu updating a database, or a bored Initiate on guard duty taking a quick nap when they thought nobody was looking.
The only Jedi she did find were dead, of course. She came across eight that she was barely acquainted with, and judging from how they had fallen they must have been attempting to destroy the archives rather than let them fall into the hands of the Sith. Unfortunately, they had failed…or maybe it was fortunate, Ahsoka thought. She was beginning to form an idea, but filed it away for after they had reset the beacon. She had to keep track of which row she was in, the last thing she wanted was to get lost
Partners in Crime- AU Alois x ReaderPartners in Crime- AU Alois x Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Partners in Crime- AU Alois x Reader
The bitter cold tore at your frigid skin as you made your way through down, your bare feet tensing up with each icy step on the pavement. Snow had just begun to drift from the nearly dark skies, and it was time to find coverage.
Living on the streets of London since you were ten, you'd grown accustomed to this routine; every day attempting to find work, and every night returning to some place to sleep, your stomach empty.
It'd been three days since you'd last eaten. You were starving, your already skinny features growing more gaunt and skeletal by the day. Most fifteen year olds, at this time, were inside at an hour like this, enjoying supper with their families. Here you were, wandering the streets in an oversized tattered dress, face smeared with grit.
Usually you tried to beg for food, but most people glared at you or pretended they hadn't heard your raspy voice. You felt pathetic, so below everyone else. You just wanted to die. When you were ten
Dusk: Chapter 10Chapter 10: GoodbyeDusk: Chapter 105 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It took longer than Asajj had expected for them to find another body that wasn't a clone. Apparently most of the Jedi had been away from their home when it was destroyed. Ahsoka was kneeling over the Jedi in question, who looked rather a lot like the maintenance worker they'd found in the hangar: light blue skin with yellow facial markings and close-cropped dark hair with a Padawan's braid on one side. Asajj guessed that he was about the same age as Ahsoka.
"His name was Tatsu Li," Ahsoka said. "He was in the same youngling clan as me, we used to study together..."
I don't need his life story, Asajj thought. We don't have time for this. But for some reason she kept quiet and watched Ahsoka close the boy's vacant eyes. Tano looked like she was about to stand up, but she seemed to change her mind at the last second. Instead she reached over and pried the lightsaber o
The Witch and the Jedi, Part 5 After hours of meditation Ilum’s gift of a single Force-attuned crystal had been transformed into what it had been waiting to be since it had formed in the cavern thousands of years ago.The Witch and the Jedi, Part 58 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It had better balance than her first, Ahsoka decided as she ran through the basic stances of Shii-Cho. It’s emerald blade felt quicker, it moved more naturally in her hands. It was more than a weapon, it was just like Anakin had always said.
This weapon is your life.
Ahsoka hadn’t realized until that moment just how incomplete she had felt ever since her first lightsaber disappeared into the depths of Coruscant. Even if she hadn’t lost it and her shoto, the Jedi wouldn’t have let her keep it when she left the Order. Between Barriss, the Council, and Anakin she
The Lovers of LothlorienThough the sun had long since set, and all was quiet, to him, there was no rest. Celeborn, Lord of the elven kingdom of Lothlorien, had finished his day and was passing the time among the woods of his land. For many long years he had dwelt in this forest, seen the trees come and go. Yet, as an elf, he had remained as he always has. Unchanging and ageless, like all of his kind. To his ears, the forest was not silent, but abuzz with the many far-away sounds. The winds blowing through the leaves. The animals scurrying about the forest floor. Even the footsteps of his own kin. All was heard by him.The Lovers of Lothlorien1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He had lived through many ages, like many elves, and had seen much of the darker horrors this world had to offer, in war, or in the simple squabbles of those who lived beyond their borders. But here, near the edges of their protected realm, he found some peace. There was a tiny lake here, hidden among the many trees, known only to him and a select few others. Though he had come here often, it ne
The TypewriterThe TypewriterThe Typewriter2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come quickly! I've gone an' done it!" he shouted. I turned just as he poked his head into the room with a bright smile across his face.
"What did you do?" I asked as I walked towards his study. Chris had said those same words nearly twelve times this week. Every other day he had called me in for some discovery.
I pushed open the door t
Attention to Detail (EridanxReader)It was a peaceful, summer day. The cool breeze blowing lazily across the terrain signaled that fall was about to arrive, and made the girl sitting on the beach shiver lightly at the contrasting temperatures of the stuffy air and chilly gust. Said human ignored it, however, for her mind was attentive to the task she was currently tending to.Attention to Detail (EridanxReader)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A sharpened pencil scratched against the page of a sketchbook. The (s/c) hand clutching it carefully outlined the defined face of a troll -a close friend of her's-, and cautiously shaded the appropriate places according to the lighting source she chose prior to starting the particular pencil work. Following the jawline, it led to a pair of large fins on the side of his face, and further to spiked hair and bent horns. She repeated the process of darkening places here and there, fixing places' anatomy, and smiled to herself. The girl dusted the paper off before holding it in front of her to inspect.
The finished product made her smile widen into a too
Dusk: Chapter 2 Chapter 2: As If Millions of Voices Cried OutDusk: Chapter 28 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Order 66: In the event of Jedi officers acting against the interests of the Republic, and after receiving specific orders verified as coming directly from the Supreme Commander (Chancellor), GAR commanders will remove those officers by lethal force, and command of the GAR will revert to the Supreme Commander (Chancellor) until a new command structure is established.
Ahsoka had felt disturbances in the Force before, she’d felt darkness, evil even. But none of it compared to the blast of utter dread that hit her then. There were a thousand voices screaming inside her head, voices full of pain, fear, anger, hatred. She was falling through darkness, flashes of hazy, ill-defined scenes of horror leaping into view, only to dissolve into smoke before she could get a good look at them. She heard blaster fire, the hum of lightsabers, the sound of the
No Name -Loki One Shot-Loki caught the limp body by the shoulders. His eyes were wide as he stared at his little German girl. What just happened? His eyes must have been deceiving him.No Name -Loki One Shot-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Can you hear me? Please wake up, please, little one," he begged her quietly.
She didn't respond, and he couldn't feel a pulse. No, no This couldn't be happening. He didn't mean to kill her; that was the last thing he ever wanted to happen to her! Loki dropped to his knees and cried out in agony as he clutched her to his chest.
Tony and Steve looked at each other, unsure of what to think of this situation. Was it a trick? Should they grab him now or leave him be for a moment?
Loki ignored them as he clung to the girl. He never even learned her name, and now he never would His poor little German girl! What had he done? The color faded from her cheeks and his heart sank. Loki wished he had never met her. Maybe that way she would still be alive and smiling the way he'd grown fond of.
You see, the two had met completel
Choose Your Name“John Brant,” I whispered, and a dashing British gentleman appeared in my mind, arrogant and suave as the slim-fitting Italian suit he wore. He sounded classy, not overly pompous. But there was just something about him. He could be the cool confident charmer I was looking for. But he could just as well be a stiff stocky soldier with his pride shoved far up his ass.Choose Your Name2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
“John Chase,” The name rolled smoothly off my tongue. Another man took form, both the same and different from the first. He was just as charming, perhaps a little lower in class with a bolder tongue. And was that a little mischief I saw in his eyes? Undoubtedly, he was smoother than the latter. He could work. A common name for a common man. Maybe a little too common. But he could work.
“John Davies,” I frowned, my eyes still closed as I wrinkled my brow. This man was full of question marks. Unlike the previous two, I couldn’t picture him quite as clearly. And I wasn’t su
Dear DeathDear Death,Dear Death7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
my Daddy says
I cannot write to you
like I write
to Father Christmas.
I am trying anyways,
I want to make a wish:
Can you say „Hi“
quite right thy father is,
for I am not
the one in red.
and I only take away.
He grants wishes,
I am the end
of wishing all.
Thus, no messenger am I,
thy foolish wish
I’ll never grant.
I’ll take you
as darkness falls
and I lie bound
to this cold hospital bed
I cannot help
the letter I once sent.
Considering your grim reply
you're reaching for me soon.
So I shall take the liberty
to write now once again.
All I really have to say
will be put in the close:
thy letter I remember well,
and also my reply.
Grim is my nature,
grim my task,
grim my dark abode.
I cannot be anything
other than what I am.
And when I indeed do reach for thee,
my hand will grasp thee
SebastianxReader: Maid Service Part 2SebastianxReader: Maid Service Part 23 months ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed as you made your way down the dark streets of London. You must have been out there for a hour by now and the heels you had been forced to wear were starting to really hurt. You adjusted the low cut of your dress as you stepped into an empty alley. Footsteps echoed behind you as someone entered the alley, followed by lighter steps. You stopped in the center of the narrow path and spun around to face them. "This does not seem to be working." You said, facing the two others in the alley.
"No it isn't." Ciel commented, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I do believe that Miss. (Name) does not fit the image of a Lady of the Night." Sebastian added, a light teasing grin on his lips as he looked you over, causing a blush to quickly spread across your cheeks. "Maybe our killer knows she is bait?"
For the past few days a killer had been stalking the streets going after Ladies of the Night. There had been four victims so far, each found with the same wound. The press had dubbed