HockeyBlack puck and white ice,Hockey7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Speed balanced on blade's edge,
battles built on pride.
Demon LoverWings clawed like bat,Demon Lover7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Lithe body warm lips of ruby red,
One's soul exchange love
A Gift Of LoveNo, its okay. You can take it, he said reassuringly to her.A Gift Of Love6 years ago in Teen More Like This
N-no . . . I cant. If you get in trouble, I wont stand for it. I wont! Her voice rose to an octave higher than her normal timid, almost child-like speech. Wouldnt your parents get suspicious if such a large amount of money was gone from your bank account?
He almost smiled. He could feel a grin tugging on his lips. Its just like her . . . To worry about me rather than herself. Shes so . . . kind. My parents dont care. They put it this way, Link, you can do whatever you want. Just dont get arrested by the police. So, its fine. Its absolutely fine. Besides, I really want you to have it. In the center of his palm was a beautiful gold Italian chain with
The Only Woman That Loves MeShe has bat like wings,The Only Woman That Loves Me7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
She is demon from abyss,
She loves me she says.
Demonic LoveI go to her warmth,Demonic Love7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
She kisses me as I pledge,
Her wings shade the light.
AzaelynHot Sexy ninja elf,Azaelyn7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Much too good for that Misery,
don't be her enemy.
VelroseDoes pixel good art,Velrose7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Kind and compassionate woman,
husband Misery, Why?
The Will of LolthThe Will of Lolth6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Matron Ardulace gave a widely wicked smile as she stood upon the highest of her House's balconies. Her daughters stood in rank behind her, from her prized First Daughter Sablith to her rogue Fifth Daughter Sirkrysalla. The city of Sh'damna spread out before her; normally the sounds of a sleepless city would drift up to her ever-sharp ears, but it seemed today everything was hushed. Holding its breath.
It was not often that any ruling House issued a summons, let alone one to the whole city. Who could refuse her great House? Even as she looked down, she could see the Matron of the First House impatiently leering upward, floating on her dais with her favoured daughters and house wizard. She slowly sucked in her breath, savouring the moment as she looked down upon the other Matron. Not even the ruling house could deny, it he been House Kilsek that had led the drow to final victory over the moon elves. It had been their plan, their work and not one breathing moon elf had been left alive. No
You're going to die ...I am not usually prone to this but I am going to give you some advice so pay attention. This will likely never happen again. The first word of advice to pass down is never have a staring contest with a Medusa. Yes, I would imagine that to be a no brainer but for those of you out there who are reading this but only BARELY able to decipher what each word means, I decided to to throw in that one. OH! And when someone shouts DUCK and you start looking around for some flying bird that goes quack, your death is WELL deserved. Anyway, lets move past those pieces of advice and move onto something a bit more useful to those of us who do NOT start every morning waking up and muttering their first words of what super hero do I want to pretend to be today! (Those of you who DO this and jump off your roof in blue spandex ALSO deserve your deaths based on principle alone).You're going to die ...7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
You are going to die.
First 50 of the Drow 100100 -Drow- Theme!First 50 of the Drow 1006 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Gtimeas Journal Entry
100 Drow Theme
This is very similar to the 100 Theme Challenge everyone already knows about, in fact, it is but a modified list of the very same. Tho it has some rules, simple rules, but rules none the less:
100 Drow theme challenge, theme list:
Across the tap room,
Sits ebony skinned elf all alone,
What story is there?
No word for it there,
Drow claim they do not need it,
but love still is there.
Bane of the Drows life,
Easily blinded by bright sunlight,
Handy weapon in dark.
Sweet home to the Drow,
Cloak worn in comfort of ages,
reassuring them greatly.
5. Seeking Solace
In the stone tower,
Away from Matron he sits,
Quiet magic enforce.
6. Break Away
Faster, run you fool,
Into the Sunlight world above,
They will not follow.
Scorn a Drow Mistress,
What your short life shall become,
Demons are sickened.
In the red eyes,
Just born child to the Matron,
How long shall exist.
Prestess's WhipPain from sharp fangs,Prestess's Whip7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Punishment wrong I have done,
endured for love
Bill's Missing SpearWhatever happened to Bill's Missing Spear...Bill's Missing Spear7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He had tuned out a long time before, like he always did sitting around this table. At least for today it wasn't the typical irritation of a bunch of idiot councilmen all convinced they knew a better way to run the country than he did. Of course if that were true then he never would've needed to show up and fix the mess they'd created in his father's absence. No, today it was his closest council, the ones that had been involved from the beginning and knew the big picture. Today it was the irritation of how whenever they were all together it was noise, noise, noise.
His fist came down with a deafening bang on the table, firmly jabbing a spear deep into the table. There was silence. "Thank you!" he clipped and sat back down in his chair, folding his fingers neatly under his icy blue eyes and leaning back into long blonde hair. He was strange for a high elf, golden hued skin with a moon elf's brilliant eyes. Today he was not pretending to
Sintesse: VisionSpider magic woven,Sintesse: Vision7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Drow with tropical sea hair,
Vision in silk webs.
Cunning Before StrengthA slow and easy smirked found its way to the lips of the scarlet haired human Gareil Anamont, his diligent work loosening the ropes that bound his wrists together. The human feigned defeat as the trio was separateda collar of silencing placed around the throats of the two spell slingershowever the noble was from far a defeated man. Hed been in this same situation to many times to count, bound and disarmed, surrounded by armed men the man know as The Scarlet Flirt was completely as ease. That being said however never had his captors been as formidable as the ones that now encircled him, but that didnt mean he wasnt capable of pulling something out of his sleeve.Cunning Before Strength6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A good tug and his hands would be free he discerned; now all he had to do was wait for an opportunity to take advantage of it. Gareil understood that hed never be able to free Marra and Valfren, it was a sore point for him but he knew the only way to help them would be to escape. Once he
Puppetry Made EasyVarthen Moonweave was not a pleasant man to be around when he was feeling uneasy or weak. So neither Calven nor his partner Malvaius were surprised when the successful merchant stormed out of his room, his one eyed gaze smoldering with annoyance.Puppetry Made Easy6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
What did surprise them however was the dark elfs attire, dressed in a long and simple purple tunic that stretched to sit loosely across his thin frame, its sleeves hanging down over his silver bracers. A thick leather belt devoid of weapons held up his tough leather leggings that concealed the calf-high boots he wore beneath. Strapped to his thigh by a strip of thick leather was his dagger Blasphemy while his short sword Heathen poked out from behind his shoulder within easy reach.
Hanging from his ears were his usual earrings, a silver hoop and a coin that was usually divided down the center, usually. Only it would seem that, Calven noted, Varthen had paid a visit to the goldsmith as Vhaerauns mask had been wiped clear from
Pull of The DivineCalix Ssambra drew in a long breath, filling his lungs with the heavy sweet smell of the space he drifted in. The ambient light moved over his pitch black skin in shades of silver, yellow and pink. The occasional drop of blue drifted by lazily, passing his blood-hued eyes as slowly as they followed. There was no up, no down, there wasnt really anything, but it wasnt nothing. It was everything. It was filled with the ghosts of magic, drifting thoughts of commoners and philosophers, and the highlighted shadows of things that existed in other places and times. It made him dizzy. A wonderful stoned kind of drunk where nothing mattered but the full subtle moving of the plane.Pull of The Divine6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He let his hand drop and it sank slowly through the thick colored ambiance, loosely curling his fingers backward. Another hand pressed into it, strong and powerful like his own, the fingers twisting between his. He could feel the presence behind him, the full light and serenity it brought and he leaned his