Journal #2First off, a big apology to all the people wondering where I've been the last couple of weeks. Life has been... hectic as of late. But now that school's out I'll be dedicating quite a bit more time to deviantArt and to the activities that got me so involved in this site. Chiefly making some Daedric armor! I haven't had time to work on it but I'm still very excited about the project, mainly due to the discovery of bondo filler putty (A big thanks to fairlyodd1217, go check out his iron helmet http://fairlyodd1217.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d5a0on4). My original daedric helmet is really rough because I lost patience with trying to smooth out the bondo, but now that I know better than to rush it (and filler putty to help smooth it even more) I'm thinking I can get my pieces to the prop level quality I had envisioned.
It's also worth nothing that I think it's high time I got with the times and make my files available for download. My original plan was to make this all very pers
Things I will Risk For You c.9"Whoa!" Ferb exclaimed as he leaped out of the way of a spout of fire that had shot out from the wall. He flailed his arms in order to keep his balance before running after his brother. "First arrows, now fire? They've got fire for traps! Aside from the fact that they're all set up as though Egyptians or ancient tribes had built them, where do they get this stuff?"Things I will Risk For You c.9 in General Fiction More Like This
"From a pawn shop, I couldn't care less," Phineas replied as he leaped passed the next fire spout and peered around the corner for any signs of cameras. "I only care about the one that will erase Perry's memories."
"We need to get there alive in order to stop it, Phin."
"I'm still alive."
"Would you stop being so cynical? We're almost there, Ferb."
They darted in zigzags in the corridors, avoiding cameras, traps and even other agents. Once they had arrived on the floor they had to be on, they noticed that security seemed to get thicker. It became trickier to avoid being seen. Twice alr
PnF: Vocal Blues ch15Linda and Lawrence returned at about five o'clock, just as Ferb and Vanessa were finished getting dressed. The couple announced that it was a beautiful night, the stars were out, and the windshield was not harsh.PnF: Vocal Blues ch15 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Perfect weather to gather the instruments into the vehicle," Lawrence announced as he flexed his fingers.
Ferb's parents got dressed immediately upon entering the house, which was more than enough relief for the sixteen-year-old; they were too concerned at the moment about getting ready for the banquet to ask of the whereabouts of Phineas. His mother had picked out a dazzling dark red dress that sparkled in the light, enough to make her look beautiful without being too much glitter. Lawrence quickly suited up in dark dress pants and a dark green buttoned shirt. Despite how nice they looked when they came out of their bedroom or the bathroom upstairs, the couple had hardly spent fifteen minutes getting ready.
Linda reached over and patted her son's cheek when he came out of th
PnF: Vocal Blues ch8"So, Candace, how goes the job search?" Lawrence asked as he passed the plate of steak around the table that night at dinner.PnF: Vocal Blues ch8 in Fan Fiction More Like This
His daughter grabbed it from him and took a piece of meat before passing the plate onto her fiancé. "A little rough, but I'm positive," Candace replied. "As long as I can start saving up a bit for music college, I don't care." Shortly after Phineas and Ferb had helped their mother set the table, Candace and Jeremy arrived. However, because of Phineas' muteness, Ferb made up a clever excuse to keep them away from their sister and her fiancé; he claimed that Isabella needed some help with some singing, and before either of their parents could say anything, Phineas and Ferb had left the house and walked across the street to visit their neighbour.
Of course, Isabella had been informed about this by text, and so instead all three sat in her backyard until Linda called her sons back.
"Have you had any luck on getting accepted at any school?" Linda wondered.
PnF: Vocal Blues ch14"You what?"PnF: Vocal Blues ch14 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ferb passed a hand through his hair and sighed heavily. "I yelled at him," he admitted shamefully. It was now four o'clock. Ferb had spent the entire afternoon searching for his little brother, but to no avail. He went to every stop they enjoyed in the city, every place they hung out, every hideout they had discovered over the years. But one other thing Ferb had learned about Phineas was that he was incredibly cunning. Someone with that large of an imagination had to be.
Which meant that if Phineas did not want to be found by anyone, even by Ferb, then he never would be until he decided to come out himself.
Ferb searched for him nonetheless. He took out the snowmobile from the garage and searched through the entire neighbourhood, thinking that he would be able to catch up with his best friend in no time. But to his dismay, after a little over three hours of searching, he was forced to give in and head back home.
Phineas missing was worse than Phine
DP: M. of the Spirit Gems ch19DP: M. of the Spirit Gems ch19 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Danny led them behind an abandoned building and glued himself against the wall. Tucker, Sam, Andy, Jazz, Jack, Maddie and Johnson followed his action and hid as he did, panting loudly in the progress.
"Danny, you're finally back home!" Jazz exclaimed happily, looking at her brother.
"You don't know how much we've missed you!" Maddie added.
Danny looked at them and grinned. "If it's as bad as I've felt for the past five years, I think I've got a pretty good idea," he replied. He stared out towards the clearing. "Though you guys really could have picked a better time to activate those Spirit Gems." He looked at Tucker and frowned softly. "Cutting it a little close, don't you think?"
"Hey; don't go blamin' it on me, Dude!" Tucker replied. "I'm the one who broke into the museum to get that stupid rock!"
"Aren't heroes supposed to make it in the nick of time anyway?" Sam asked with a sly grin.
Danny looked at her. "Sure," he replied. "But not this close."
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Andy sat on the giant bed and watched his father suit up in his NASA uniform. It was not often that Danny would dress up in full uniform if he was not going to Texas.
But there he was, standing in front of the mirror in his room, straightening his uniform and hanging the few medals he had received over his left side. They were not many, but Andy had always liked looking at them. Normally, his father never took them out unless he was going to work. The boy loved how they shined and sparkled in the sunlight.
Eventually, as Danny was brushing his hair, Andy questioned his actions: "Daddy, are you going to work?"
Danny looked over his shoulder at his son. "No," he replied before returning to brushing his hair.
"Then why are you gettin' all dressed up?"
Danny smiled weakly. "We're going to Town Hall, remember?" he said. "Your uncle is making a speech and I've been asked to carry a flag."
"That flag of the USA?"
His father looked at him again. "Andy, you remember what day
PnF: Vocal Blues ch3Linda called up to her boys again, once fifteen minutes had passed and Phineas had not yet come down to do the dishes. This time, however, both teenagers came running down the stairs upon her calling. Considering it had been the first time her youngest son had not obediently come down the first try, Linda decided against scolding him and immediately set him to the task.PnF: Vocal Blues ch3 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ferb was asked to sweep the floor in the meantime.
"Isabella called while you boys were busy doing whatever it is you do up there," Linda announced as she cleaned the counters. "She wanted to speak to you, Phineas, but I told her that you had your hands caught up. Apparently, your cellphone was off "
Ferb raised his head and looked at Phineas. Because of his friendship with Isabella, Phineas hardly ever turned his cell phone off. He always had it on, keeping himself available to her whenever she needed someone to speak to. Even though Phineas was still completely oblivious to the fact that Isabella had a crush on h
Fenton ThunderstormKabrrrroooooommmm!!!Fenton Thunderstorm in Fan Fiction More Like This
Loose items sitting on the dresser rattled as the top floor of the house shook weakly. Danny opened his eyes fairly quickly, yet sleep still managed to keep them from opening all the way. He stared drowsily around the room before finally realizing that the thunderstorm that had begun that evening was still rumbling on through the night. The rain pitpatted gently against the windows of the master bedroom.
Danny blinked sleepily before a bright flash of lightening lit up the room for a split second. Following hardly a second afterwards came the roaring thunder.
As a child, thunderstorms had frightened him for many years; but now, Danny had learned to enjoy the gentle pit pat of the rain and the rumbles of the clouds above. He sighed tiredly and turned onto his left side before closing his eyes again.
Beside him, his wife stirred. "Danny, are you awake?" she whispered, partially asleep.
Danny groaned weakly but did not say anything else.
"Was that thunder?"
Things I will Risk For You c10"Your move."Things I will Risk For You c10 in General Fiction More Like This
Perry rubbed his chin thoughtfully while drumming his fingers from the other hand against the table. He stared at the red and black chequered board for several seconds before a possible move came to mind. With a sly grin, Perry moved his black knight and knocked over the white pawn before crossing his arms and looking at his opponent.
Ferb wrinkled his nose. "Drat; my last strategy doesn't work then," he mumbled. After a moment of thought, the boy reached over and moved his bishop diagonally across the board.
Perry enjoyed playing a quiet game of chess with Ferb on occasion. Like today, it was raining, which meant that the boys were forced to remain indoors while their parents and Candace were out for the day to work. The OWCA had gotten flooded because of the constant rain they had been having for a week already, and because of an inator that was supposedly supposed to run on solar powerDoofenshmirtz had not seen the weather reports that day againstop
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" That's a snake. Cross that out Try again."
" Aaaand, that was a mallard. Try this one."
"Great Horned Owl Next."
Phineas rolled his eyes in a very exaggerated way. Saturday morning began with breakfast for both boys, but right after that, Ferb had wanted to finish going through the Vocal Box sounds again. They had begun at nine in the morningLinda would have been far too curious to see what they were up to if they started any earlier.
It was now nearing one in the afternoon. Linda and Lawrence had gone to visit the Garcia-Shapiros until it was time to leave for the banquet. Phineas and Ferb stayed at home alone, continuing their problem solving.
But still no sign of Phineas' voice.
Ferb could tell that his brother was beginning to lose hope in ever finding his voice. He had gone through nearly an entire week of muteness, and by now, Phineas was getting weary
Shipping and Handling Chap. 11Tick. Tick. Tick.Shipping and Handling Chap. 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was strangely quiet in the employee lounge at Equestria Speedy Shipping Services. The only sounds were the ticking of the wall clock, and the low, vibrating hum emitting from Watt, as was normal for him when he was actually sitting still. Glow and Cloudcover had already been sent on assignment, and, more worryingly, Ditzy hadn't shown up yet at all.
Breeze glanced once again at the clock. "Where in Equestria is Ditzy?" he asked absently to Watt. "She's been a little late before, but she should have been here over an hour ago."
"Maybe she's taking the day off," Watt suggested.
Breeze frowned. "Maybe. But I think she would have told me yesterday if she was planning to take vacation today."
Watt squinted, thinking hard. "Maybe she got abducted by spaceponies, then?"
Breeze stared blankly at his coworker, who apparently was under the impression that spaceponies wer
Shipping and Handling Chap. 5"And checkmate." Cloudcover declared, effectively trapping Breeze's king and ending the chess game. Breeze scrutinized the board for several seconds before sighing and sweeping the remaining pieces of the board with a hoof.Shipping and Handling Chap. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"That's the fourth game in a row you've won," the red pony grumbled indignantly.
Cloudcover grinned. "I've always been somewhat of a whiz at this game. Better luck next time, mate. Shall we set up again?"
"Nah," Breeze replied. "We've been at it all day," he glanced at the clock. "Literally. It must be a slow day for shipping in Equestria."
"Did anyone get assigned a job at all today?" Cloudcover asked.
"Yeah," said Breeze. "Haven't you noticed that we haven't seen Ditzy in a couple hours?"
"Ah, right," said the white pegasus, scanning the room to confirm that the mare was not present. "Sorry, it's hard to concentrate with those two always yelling."
He pointed th
Shipping and Handling Chap. 12" And the next thing I knew, the spaceponies were on top of me! They captured me with their immobilizing ion ray, hoisted me on to their mysterious whirring spaceship, and strapped me to a table! I had to just lie there while they probed me with their-"Shipping and Handling Chap. 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Watt," Cloudcover interrupted. "By any chance, are you making this up as you go along?"
"Well, yeah," Watt said. "But I really did get abducted by spaceponies one time! It's just, instead of spiriting me away to their ship and performing horrific experiments, we just went out and got pizza and saw a movie. But c'mon, what kind of freaky science fiction story can I make out of that?"
Cloudcover had no response, so instead he changed the subject.
"Oh look Watt, we're here."
The sun was already ducking behind the horizon as the two stallions once again trotted up to the door of Equestria Speedy Shipping Services. A note was tacked to the outside.
Shipping and Handling Chap. 6"Happy Birthday, Dinky!"Shipping and Handling Chap. 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The tiny unicorn squealed with delight as she gazed upon her surprise party. The backyard of the little cottage had been transformed into a veritable filly's wonderland. Several tables were laid out, covered in festive tablecloths and adorned with balloons. A mountain of colorfully wrapped gifts was piled in on one of them, and the rest were laden with large amounts of sweets. There was even a huge custom birthday cake, a real one, professionally prepared at Sugarcube Corner, instead of the muffin topped with a candle Dinky was used to receiving on her birthday.
Many of the fillies and colts from Dinky's class at school stood in the yard as well. Dinky immediately recognized the trio who called themselves the Cutie Mark Crusaders, as well as Pipsqueak, the new colt who had moved from Trottingham a few months earlier. Twist, the geeky but friendly filly who sat next to Dinky in class,
Shipping and Handling Chap. 8Dinky Doo trotted back and forth in front of Twist, like a military sergeant addressing a private.Shipping and Handling Chap. 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright, Twist, let's go over it one more time. I know we can figure out what's going on."
Twist sighed and flipped back to the first page of the notebook yet again. "Dinky, are you sure we're not just on a wild goose chase?"
"Yes, I'm sure!" Dinky replied, pounding her front hooves for emphasis. "My mom's hiding something; that much is obvious. You and I need to find out what it is."
Twist rubbed her chin with a hoof for a moment as she thought. "You know, Dinky, usually parents have a good reason for doing what they do. Even if you're right, and your mom really is keeping something from you, maybe it's for the best that it stays that way. Did you consider that?"
Dinky's gaze fell. "I I did think that," she said softly. "That's why I've been feigning ignorance, even though it'
Shipping and Handling Chap. 7"Mister Autumn Breeze, please come to my office. I have an assignment for you."Shipping and Handling Chap. 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Looks like the boss needs me," Breeze said. "I'll catch you later, Ditzy. Good luck on your assignment, if you get one today."
He leaned in much closer to the female pegasus. "And good luck with you know who," he whispered, giving his head a twitch in the direction of a certain blue unicorn, who was ignoring the pegasi and flipping through a magazine as usual.
"I hate being stuck here alone with Glow," Ditzy whispered back.
"Don't let her get under your skin," Breeze replied quietly. "You know she's usually just full of idle threats and empty insults."
Breeze got up and trotted over to the door. "Anyway, see ya'."
"Bye," Ditzy replied, watching her coworker trot down the stairs.
Silence reigned for a few moments. Ditzy slowly made her way back toward the side of the room where she and Breeze had been sitting, as far as possi
Shipping and Handling Chap. 10The next three or four months were some of the happiest times Ditzy had had in years. With the cat finally out of the bag about her job, the mare found herself able to be honest with her daughter more fully than she had since beginning her employment there. Breeze was promptly invited to dinner once again, and this time, the three ponies were able to have a proper conversation, in which the two adult ponies discussed some of their funniest and most memorable moments in the business. Dinky had laughed herself almost to tears by the time Ditzy finished her story about her visit to Pinkie Pie's imaginary world.Shipping and Handling Chap. 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ditzy still often found herself wondering about Glow's strangely sound logic that countered Candyfloss's theory of shipping. But the generally positive nature of her home life, combined with continued support from her friends at work and her still phenomenal success rates at her assignments left her with little reason to dwell on it.
Shipping and Handling Chap. 4"Attention employees. It is now five o'clock. Your shift is over for the day. See you next week."Shipping and Handling Chap. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Breeze stomped his front hooves in satisfaction upon hearing the intercom message, and quickly cantered out of Equestria Speedy Shipping Services' Headquarters. Once outside, he bent down and extended his wings, ready to take off.
"Hey Breeze! Wait up!"
Breeze turned to face the source of the familiar female voice, looking up as Ditzy Doo descended and (for once) landed successfully.
"I just got back from a job," Ditzy panted. "Are we done for the day?"
"Yep," Breeze replied. "Candyfloss just announced it was closing time. We're done until Monday."
"Alright, I guess I'll head home then," Ditzy said.
"Which way are you headed?" The male pegasus asked. "Towards Cloudsdale?"
"Well in that general direction," Ditzy replied.
"Cool. We'll fly together."
The two pegasi took to the a
Shipping and Handling Chap. 3"Muffins!"Shipping and Handling Chap. 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ditzy burst through the door of the employee lounge, leapt into the air, and flew straight across the room to the breakfast table. An entire muffin was already in her mouth before her hooves even touched the floor again. The grey pegasus chewed contently for a few moments.
"Hungry today, are we?"
Ditzy snapped out of her muffin trance, and turned to glance at the pony who had addressed her.
"Hi Breeze!" she greeted cheerfully after managing to swallow the large quantity of muffin she had been chewing.
"Hey." Breeze replied, flashing a friendly smile. "So, how'd that first job go yesterday? Did you manage to fulfill your client's request?"
Ditzy nodded enthusiastically and proceeded to tell her co-worker all about the previous day's assignment.
"Well, sounds like an easy one, but I bet Candyfloss planned that, it being your first assignment and all" Breeze answered when her story had concluded. "But still, you
Shipping and Handling Chap. 2 The next thing Ditzy remembered was waking suddenly. She would have immediately taken the opportunity to pass the whole incident off as a dream, had she not looked up to see Autumn Breeze standing over her.Shipping and Handling Chap. 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hi." Said Breeze bluntly. "You passed out, so I put you on the couch. I'll give you a second to collect yourself, in case coming to grips with your situation makes you faint again."
He chuckled a bit, but Ditzy hardly heard him; her head was positively swimming with thoughts as everything Dr. Candyfloss had said and done began to make sense. Dr. Candyfloss was glad to hear I wasn't separated from my husband... she thought, ...because that would mean that there had been poor choices of romantic partner made. He wouldn't hire a matchmaker that had failed to match herself up!
One after another, the rest of Candyflos
The GiftIt had been a lousy day for alms. Those strutting back-biters, with all the clean clothes round their well-fed bellies and proper roofs over their big fat heads, they didn't care one bit about the likes of him, about the Warrens folk. He could spend hours and hours moping around next to their nicely swept little doorsteps, or their neat little market stalls, hand outstretched - and the only thing he'd ever get from them would be an exasperated sideways glance and a nagging lecture.The Gift in General Fiction More Like This
'We'd gladly give you a septim or two, Degaine,' they'd say to him, 'But we all know you spend all your money on getting drunk'.
Well, so what if he did? What was he supposed to do, buy some yarn and knit a doily? The only way to look at this goddarn dump of a city was through a nice soft haze in your eyes; then it did not seem so awful... The buildings swayed and leaned over to you, friendly-like, and the pavement beneath your feet grew springy and bouncy, like one of those fancy beds all Warrens folk somet
Young Illa's SongLong ago, when I was young,Young Illa's Song in Drama More Like This
My family would keep me strong,
And keep me warm, though cold winds stung…
What have I done to make things wrong?
Now I’m all alone,
With no healing hands that could calm the pain within;
Now I’m all alone,
Among strangers that shun these streets and fear my skin…
Mom, you said you’d never leave,
That you just had a common cold,
I was so foolish to believe
All those sweet lies I had been told…
Now I’m all alone,
With no healing hands that could calm the pain within;
Now I’m all alone,
Among strangers that shun these streets and fear my skin…
Ryn, so father threw you out –
You could’ve tried to make your peace,
You could’ve stopped and thought about
Your bestest friend, your baby niece…
Now I’m all alone,
With no healing hands that could calm the pain within;
Now I’m all alone,
Among strangers that shun these streets and fear my skin…
O/K: Singing GirlMany, many years ago, on an afternoon so distant, so obscured by the mists of time that it almost seemed unreal, a small, timid elven boy with large, see-through ears and green eyes, opened wide in constant fear and bewilderment, had raised his hand in class, fingers trembling, and asked, in a hoarse voice because the stiff collar of his uniform was pressing into his neck,O/K: Singing Girl in Drama More Like This
'But... Doesn't it hurt... when people are tortured?'
His faltering, barely audible question had had the effect of a powerful muffling spell. The other children had frozen, statue-like, behind their desks, not daring as much as to breathe too loudly, eyes fixed on their hands, their inkwells, the pointed tips of their government-issued boots - anywhere but on their insolent studymate...
And the mentor had lowered the book he had been reading aloud from - a truly great book, a priceless book, filled with the infinite wisdom of the Dominion's rulers - and walked over to the boy's seat, and clasped his angular li
O/K: Confession time'Wait, are you writing a diary? Really? At a time like this?'O/K: Confession time in Romance More Like This
Ondolemar gave a violent start and, snapping shut the small journal which concealed beneath its dark, quality-leather cover the musings of a superiorly bred mer haunted by most unsettling feelings, shot a hurried but still effective lightning bolt at Barbas, who yelped with pain and indignation and crawled into the shadows beneath the carriage seat facing the Thalmor's.
The carriage driver turned his head, ever so slightly - after all, it's not too often that you see a bad-tempered elf, who might or might not be a Thalmor agent wearing civilian clothing, argue with a talking dog - but when he caught a glimpse of Ondolemar's face, he hastened to focus back on the reins in his hands and the road ahead.
'I will not be judged by a dog,' Ondolemar hissed, applying the conventional eyes-flashing-under-hood technique to make his point sink in. Barbas, clearly, was far less impressed than the driver.
'You didn't forget, did you,' he
O/K: Dr. Jekyll and Mr. OndolemarMy mind, like that of any mer worthy of the name, is a thing of perfection, composed, rational, and clear as crystal; the vessel of flesh in which it is contained is also, I dare say, impeccable in every possible respect. But of late this purity, granted to me by right of birth and honed over the years like a precious gemstone, has been tainted by a most disturbing presence.O/K: Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Ondolemar in Drama More Like This
I refuse to recognize this alien entity within me as a new trait of my own character; no, it is as if I am being possessed by a completely different person, who goes out of his way to take control over my body and spirit, pushing me aside so that I can watch, helpless, as he commits all manner of atrocious actions under my guise.
This insolent intruder, this parasite I am forced to host, makes my behaviour seem undignified and erratic at best; his stance on certain matters is so contrary to my own beliefs that it is almost terrifying - but worst of all, he is an addict. A hopeless, utterly degraded addict, kept ali
O/K: She didn't need to pack'Hey Ogmund - check this out!'O/K: She didn't need to pack in General Fiction More Like This
Kiara swallowed the huge chunk of pastry she had been luxuriating in chewing, leaned closely towards her skald friend's ear, her blue eyes alive with dancing mischievous sparks, and, ignoring the disapproving growl of her faithful hound, who lay dozing in the firelight at her feet, half-whispered, half-sang, almost burying her face in Ogmund's mangy mane of grey hair,
We drink to our youth,
To days come and gone,
For the elven oppression
Is just about done!
We will drive out the Thalmor
From this land that we own,
With our blood and our steel
We will take back our home!
You aren't our kings!
In honour of Talos
We drink and we sing!
'The ending is same as always,' she concluded, drawing away from the old skald and allowing herself to raise her voice to its usual cheerfully shrill pitch. 'Me and my friends at the Bards' College made it up, all by ourselves! Boy, was Viarmo angry at us - because we kept everyone awake for hours, in
O/K: The darkest secretOf all the rescued prisoners, he had been the most impatient to leave the castle, with its groan-filled, potion-smelling great hall, and to make his way across the icy waters and on to the Embassy. He had to report to the Emissary as soon as possible, he had to resume his duties as an officer of the Aldmeri Dominion - and most importantly, he had to find someone other than those bothersome vampire hunters to give him a clear picture of what was going on. They had told him that the Stormcloaks had Markarth, that the Thalmor were leaving the Reach, that he himself had apparently tried to flee before he was captured... He had no absolutely no recollection of any of this. The last thing he remembered was poring over reams of paperwork, wondering what could be done about Agent Sanyon - and then, waking up on the stone floor, with that crazed Redguard woman screaming into his ear.O/K: The darkest secret in Drama More Like This
The Redguard woman... She was another reason behind his eagerness to put as much distance between himself
O/K: On our wayThe Thalmor soldier alone had been bad enough, but being exposed to his superior made Kiara feel as if she had just taken a dip in the Sea of Ghosts - of which she instantly informed her four-legged companion, who had followed her straight into the Keep, despite all the meaningful glares of the Thalmor soldier.O/K: On our way in General Fiction More Like This
Ondolemar regarded her more than audible complaint as one might regard the buzz of a gnat, and proceeded to shower her with even more iciness, pacing up and down along his usual route on the top of the Keep's stairs, his hands thrust behind his back, his lips barely moving, as though he was reluctant to waste the treasures of his speech on a human.
'My duty demands that I travel to a certain remote location in the wilds of the Reach. Naturally, the very notion of my travelling alone is inconceivable, a high-ranking member of the Thalmor that I am. My life is an asset of greatest value, and I require personal protection - which will be provided by you'.
Kiara blinked several time
O/K: First woundsAfter alerting his rider like a good trusty steed that he was, Spidey quickly steadied himself - having been through thick and thin together with Kiara and Barbas many times, he must have regarded the great dark bulk descending rapidly in front of him, with an ear-splitting swoosh of its wings, as something not too out of the ordinary - but Ondolemar's horse was positively terrified. As the dragon landed on the top of a nearby rock, with the customary thud and whirl of dust, the poor beast lurched away from it, eyes bloodshot and bulging, and kicked and pranced and pranced and kicked till Ondolemar could barely hold on.O/K: First wounds in General Fiction More Like This
'Looks like it's time for some hide-saving,' Kiara muttered, noticing the unfortunate Thalmor perform a neck-breaking acrobatic stunt on horseback, just after she had managed to plant an arrow in between the scales of the dragon's neck. 'Hey Barbas! Be a good pup and distract the big baddie for me!'
'Will do!' Barbas barked cheerfully in reply - and, with a determined w
O/K: Bandit troubleThe dragon had just finished plucking at the unfortunate bear's bones when it became aware of the presence of two other beings. It turned its head slowly towards the approaching figure of a joor on horseback, and as it did so, the wound from the arrow, still firmly lodged between its scales, sent a pulsing wave of pain through its neck; enraged, the great beast spread out its wings, soared into the moonless sky and breathed out what could well have qualified as a small blizzard. The joor unmounted, shielding his face from the piercing cold, and shot at the hovering dragon with a dazzling lightning bolt. While he was preparing a second blast, as well as spreading out a magical ward in front of himself, his horse, finally riderless, swished its mane defiantly and galloped off, clearly too concerned with putting as much distance between itself and the dragon as possible to care for its master's plight.O/K: Bandit trouble in General Fiction More Like This
The struggle was fierce but rather brief; previously weakened by the pain in its neck w
Other Wybie's Story - 19- An Other Story Other Wybie's Story - 19 in Fan Fiction More Like This
~ Chapter 19 ~
Dream, desire, destiny
I dont really believe in those things,
The other half of me though
Im now done, my story has finished.
Wybie was dreaming. He could have sworn it was real though.
Where am I ? he asked out loud.
His dream was blank white there was nothing there,
But then he saw a familiar looking face.
It was his, but instead of his hazel-brown eyes, the boy had black button ones.
Wybie walked over to him,
Who are you and what are you doing here?
Where is here, is this your/our dream? the button-eyed boy asked.
I guess wait, what do you mean, our? Wybie asked.
Well, Im the Other you. So Im guessing that since Im you, and there is two of us, it would be our. But I need to tell you something important- Other Wybie started.
Wait. WHY in the world do you have button eyes. This is just a weird dr
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~ Chapter 20 ~
I had to save Coraline!
She had been through a lot
And I had been a jerk,
But I had met a kinder side of me.
An Other me.
Wybie raced down the hill on his motor bike. He knew he had to get to the well, now.
Darn it! Why doesnt this bike go any faster! Cmon! Wybie yelled.
The forest end came into view. Wybie slowed down a bit, and saw Coraline ahead, going to the well.
Coraline, thank goodness, shes alright! Wybie thought.
Wybie stopped his bike. He started to get off, but then he saw it.
He saw a glint of silver, of steel, of sewing needles.
He saw the beldams needle hand, stalking Coraline.
Oh no Coraline! Wybie started to get on his bike to race down there, but he was too late.
The hand saw the key when Coraline started to lift it off her neck to throw it into the well. The hand jumped into the air and grabbed the key, and choking Coraline a bit i
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~ Chapter 12 ~
I had saved her.
I had gotten her away from me and this world.
But I hoped
That the witch wouldnt take that away.
Other Wybie woke up.
He was back inside the Other Mothers workshop, along with being pinned and nailed down again.
This time it felt different though like something was draining from him.
Huh, what the- Other Wybie thought, he attempted to look himself over.
He saw that one of his legs were unstitched, and the sawdust inside was pouring onto the floor.
The Beldam was silently unstitching the other one.
So, shes going to kill me then by unstitching me heh. Guess I really was a doll. Other Wybie thought solemnly. He let his head rest upon the table he was trapped to. It made a soft thunk noise.
Hm so youre awake. I suppose you realize that youre being unstitched? Mother doesnt like being disobeyed by her
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- Chapter 1
I knew I had to stop her,
I had to save her,
Even if I would be gone in the end.
Whats Going On?
Youre being created, my little Wybie doll.
Why? Whos Wybie?
Youre Wybie, silly, youre here for Coraline.
Im Wybie? For Coraline? Whos Coraline?
My new daughter, almost. You see, right now shes in a nasty world where no one is nice to her. Everyone ignores her, and the Wybie there is very annoying and doesnt listen to her.
Why doesnt he listen?
Because hes imperfect, youre perfect. You will always listen and smile for her, and never talk back. Ill make sure of that
Wait What?! Wai---!
Other Wybie looked around at the area around him. He couldn
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~ Chapter 8 ~
I had been pinned down.
I couldnt move.
My hands and feet were pinned,
Those pins felt like nails.
The sickening lyrics came again and again in Other Wybies head. It was a chant that made him feel as cold as ice.
What What in the world is this!? Other Wybie thought in panic. He tried to start struggling, but heard a small rip and stopped. The pain coursing through his sewn body told him that he was nailed, sewn, and pinned down to the table. If he struggled, he would just die. Painfully.
Other Wybie couldnt see much of the room. He peered out to the right of himself though, and he saw the Beldam coming towards him.
He started to struggle again, as a reflex.
No.. Get away from me!! His eyes seemed to scream. His mouth changed from smiles to frowns, all in a desperate attempt to scream.
Now little Wybie... Dont struggle Youll only die. And I
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~ Chapter 4 ~
My time was ending
I was just beginning to find myself
I was gaining my hopes and dreams,
Although I knew that they wouldnt happen.
Ah! Other Wybies eyes shouted. He jumped back, afraid.
Three little wisps, ghosts, wraiths, memories, faded into the room. They were barely visible, and they glowed with a dim light. They all looked like they were in pain.
Hush the beldam may be able to hear your thoughts. one said.
Yes, hush another said.
Shes only come and torture us more If she remembers us.
So you are not a child trapped by her? the last asked.
No, I was created by her to trap someone But I don't want her to be trapped... What or who are you all anyway? Other Wybie silently thought.
We are the children the beldam has left here. One said.
Yes, we are but wisps of our original selves. Anoth
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~ Chapter 6 ~
The trap was beginning to close.
I would be silent
I would be in pain
But I would be heard.
The door shut as Other Wybie stood there.
Great, now what Coraline I have to find out whats going on! Other Wybie started to run around the house for some sort of window.
Other Wybie looked around, but he couldnt find any windows he could look into. All of them were either too high, or the people inside could easily see him peering in.
Darn it, if only I was - Other Wybie started to think.
A cat? a voice said from above.
A black cat jumped off the roof of the porch and stood in front of Other Wybie.
Cat! Thank God youre here! Other Wybie thought.
I do seem to arrive when Im needed, dont I? Cat cryptically said.
Please, Cat, could you go look into one of the windows and see whats happening? I need to know i
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~ Chapter 5 ~
Things were changing quicker.
Time was running out.
I did all I could,
To slow things down, even for a moment.
Wow Other Wybie gazed up at the theater in which he found himself.
After he had stepped in the front door of the theater, a little Scottish dog with a flashlight directed him to where he was going to sit. The theater was gigantic, and there were hundreds upon hundreds of little dogs in the seat rows.
Im guessing theres a performance then? Other Wybie thought as he sat down in one of the two vacant seats in the front row.
I cant let myself be distracted, I have to tell Coraline whats going on somehow I wont let her fade away. Other Wybie thought. Of course, he had no idea that he could be easily swayed during this performance, but alas he still thought it.
The dogs began to bark, and someone had entered the theater. The show was sta
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~ Epilogue ~
Heh, Wybie wait up! Where are you taking me this time? Coraline yelled.
The day was bright and sunny, and unusually hot for Oregon. It was a few weeks after Wybie and Coraline had an experience with a dangerous other world, where a woman with button eyes tried to trap Coraline. Wybie ended up saving her, and then Coraline saving him, but they tried to enjoy their summer, after all, they were having so much fun hanging out every day. Cat was there too, and they enjoyed playing Hide-and-Go Seek with him.
Cat could disappear when he wanted to though.
Today, Wybie was taking Coraline to see something, as he had put it in these words earlier
Coraline, I have to show you something today, alright? I wasnt going to tell you or show you, but I think you should know. I think it would be ok anyway, after all, weve become great friends! Wybie said happ
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I was wishing for it to last -
I wanted it to last forever,
I wanted it to end so badly.
So, Wybourne, not talking? Coraline said.
Other Wybie waved as excitedly as he could. Hi! His eyes seemed to say.
Why isnt he talking? Coraline asked.
He isnt talking because I fixed him for you, I thought you might like him better this way. The Other Mother said kindly. Other Wybie just kept waving.
Hm I think I like it. Coraline said.
Yay! She likes me! Other Wybie thought. I knew I was better than that copy of me! Other Wybie smiled a happy smile.
Now you two better get up to Mr.Bobinskis circus upstairs. The shows about to begin! the Other Mother said happily.
Come on! Other Wybie said with his eyes. He lightly grabbed Coralines arm and started to bring her ou
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Because I'm not sure tonight if I'm alive
Words are demeaning they can't describe
Submerge within the light
Illuminate my night
And let your atmosphere surround me
Submerge within the light all night
'Til we become the sun
"Submerge: 'Til We Become the Sun", Maxwell (Musze)
"It's not that I don't want to go to Winterhold, Marieka. But isn't it a little close to the College?"
She smiled at him then; a smile of reassurance and uncertainty simultaneously. Though it served to make Brynjolf all but forget his concerns about the proximity to the College nonetheless.
"It is close to the College, love," she said. "But it isn't likely at all that Onmund would head into the city for anything. You'll be fine. Besides he doesn't even know who you are."
He looked down at her, taking a step closer and placing a hand at her cheek. "We'll go," he said. "And you're right. I've got nothing to worry about. In any case, I've sworn to protec
The Girl with the Voice - Ralof IIIt could have been a very uncomfortable wagon ride. Marieka had insisted that she needed to see the Greybeards ahead of finding the Blades in Riverwood, and she mentioned that she wished to go alone. Ralof and Brynjolf looked at each other then, uncertain if her not being there as a bridge would prove a mistake. She relented and agreed to travel with them until the wagon passed Ivarstead.The Girl with the Voice - Ralof II in Drama More Like This
There wasn't complete silence during the trip, but as it began early in the morning, the three passed in and out of consciousness for a great deal of it. The points at which they'd all been awake, nothing more than fleeting small talk was made. And none of it did much to develop a rapport between the two Nords.
As it was, they were finally at that point in the journey. The wagoner advised he would not make unnecessary stops that it was too dangerous, especially during this part of the journey. Marieka sighed, preparing herself to step off of the moving cart. As she reached the edge of it and re
The Girl with the Voice - PaarthurnaxFrom the dawn of time to the end of daysThe Girl with the Voice - Paarthurnax in Drama More Like This
I will have to run, away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips, again
This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands
I'm frozen to the bones, I am
A million mile from home, I'm walking away
I can't remind your eyes, your face
"Iron", Woodkid (Lemoine)
It was the easiest thing in the world to do for an immortal being that existed at the top of the highest peak in Skyrim the Throat of the World. With the path to this place guarded by polar winds that burned the skin straight off of the bone, and a daunting path even without the most extreme weather, Paarthurnax rarely had visitors. The Greybeards would approach him on occasion for reflection and advice, but it was so rare in recent years.
In fact, his only visitor had come no more than a fortnight ago. The Dovahkiin, of all things. The Greybeards had taught her how to safely navigate the pass to the peak of the mountain, and s
GwtV: In Her Own Words - Leap of Faith"You are absolutely crazy, Lydia!"GwtV: In Her Own Words - Leap of Faith in General Fiction More Like This
The Nord looked back over her shoulder at the Breton, smirking as she tossed her shield and blade to the side. Marieka hung back near the trees, watching as her housecarl stood near the edge of the cliff. She quickly removed her gauntlets and began to unfasten her boots.
"It's not crazy," she replied. "It's an amazing feeling, Marieka. You really should try it."
She groaned internally, cringing at the thought. "I'm not really sure I can do it."
"Bah!" The Nord pulled her steel armour over her head and tossed it behind her. She turned around and looked at the Breton, standing in underclothes that barely left anything to the imagination. "Are you afraid of heights or something?"
"Me? No no, not afraid of heights at all," Marieka replied. It almost sounded as if she tried to convince herself of that. "I just is it even safe? Hitting the water from this height?"
Lydia laughed loudly. "Of course it's safe. My family came here when I was a gi
GwtV: In Her Own Words - Speaking Without WordsIt truly was a lovely evening for a walk. The breezes were warm and light; just enough to kiss the skin gently as they blew. With Masser full and Secunda waxing, the ground was illuminated just enough with an ethereal glow upon the surrounding mountain flowers they strolled between.GwtV: In Her Own Words - Speaking Without Words in Romance More Like This
Brynjolf motioned to her, pointing in the direction of a particularly pretty spot near a trickle of a waterfall and she smiled at him as he led her to it. When they reached the stream leading from the small cascade, they both realized it was wider than first expected. He jumped across to the other side then reached for her hand to help her do the same. As she landed on her feet, she felt his arms wrap around her and he held her for a few moments in silence before placing a gentle kiss upon her forehead.
The sounds of the night surrounded them. The buzzing of insects that flitted about filled their ears with a tranquil hum; no doubt the resonance of dartwings as they settled down for the night. They continue
GwtV: In Her Own Words - Winner Takes AllDroplets of mead sprayed all around as Marieka slammed her mug down on the on the bar in front of her. Those gathered around her cheered; egging her on into yet another attempt to win against the Imperial soldier in front of her.GwtV: In Her Own Words - Winner Takes All in Humor More Like This
"Cor Corpuscle," she slurred. "Gimme another drink!"
The man behind the bar shook his head and groaned as he began to fill another pair of mugs for the two women before him. He had to admit it'd been quite some time since he'd seen the Winking Skeever in such frenzy.
"It's Corpulus," he muttered as he placed the mug carefully in front of her.
"Ah yes," she replied. "Cornelious. Thank you."
He shook his head as he looked at her. The Breton's eyes were glazed over completely and she struggled to maintain her balance, despite how her grip on the bar left her knuckles white. The Imperial across from her appeared just as unsteady. Yet the two women immediately wrapped their fingers around their respective mugs and stared each other down once more.
The Girl with the Voice - FarkasThe moment the girl walked into the hall of Jorrvaskr, he knew that he had seen her before. It took some time, but Farkas eventually recalled where he remembered her from. Months ago, the Companions of which he was a part were tasked with responding to a complaint from Severio Pelagia. The man reported a giant had been harassing him and attacking him as he worked on his farm. He'd not been able to work the land for weeks and his cabbage crop was close to eradication. Aela and Ria joined him, making the short hike south to the farm to investigate and ultimately deal with the massive pest.The Girl with the Voice - Farkas in Drama More Like This
As luck would have it, Severio had noticed the giant had a particular pattern, and shortly after the three arrived at the farm, it wandered on to the man's property just as he predicted. It was a fierce foe and despite their incredible prowess in battle, gave the Companions some trouble. The gargantuan creature caught Ria's leg with its massive club, hobbling her and sending her reeling b
The Girl with the Voice - Ulfric Stormcloak IIStrategies never came easy anymore. As Ulfric surveyed the large map of Skyrim, the land of the Nords his land it quickly became apparent that the Imperial surge had begun. There were more reports of attacks on Stormcloak camps coming in. It was becoming dangerous to live even within the cities whose Jarls supported the rebellion. Not to mention the dragons.The Girl with the Voice - Ulfric Stormcloak II in Drama More Like This
He looked up from the map to his second, Galmar Stone-Fist. The large, battle-worthy Nord stood at the end of the table upon which the map was situated, and he scowled as he examined the progress of their enemy through their own territory.
"Gonnar Oath-Giver has sent word that the Imperials have attacked," he advised Ulfric. "Can you imagine? They attack us within our own hold in the Rift now."
"This does not bode well, Galmar," he replied. "We need the tide to turn for us. We are fighting an uphill battle. One that has made me second guess my own motives."
"Ulfric," the hulking man began, "you do what you beli
The Girl with the Voice - Ulfric StormcloakHe knew this woman standing before him. He remembered her from somewhere.The Girl with the Voice - Ulfric Stormcloak in Drama More Like This
But he could not place it. He would be forced to ask her why she appeared to be so familiar to him, though considered that doing so might give off the appearance of too much interest in her presence. No, he would have to bide his time. Perhaps she'd not be around long enough to worry about. If she was in Windhelm longer than a day or for another conversation perhaps then he would ask her why he knew her face.
For now though, his current lack of knowledge would have to suffice.
She looked up at him expectantly. He hadn't been paying attention. She had been speaking, but his thoughts drifted while she did.
"Pardon my inability to pay attention, Breton," he said. "As you can well imagine, the impending war has my thoughts elsewhere at the moment."
"Of course, Jarl Stormcloak," she replied politely. "If you prefer me to return at another time "
"No," he interrupted. "No, that'll not be nece
GwtV In Her Own Words- If You Have to Hurt to FeelIt wouldn't be long now. The final preparations for the journey to High Hrothgar were almost complete. Parties representing the Stormcloaks and the Legion had assembled in Ivarstead and were merely waiting for word from Marieka to begin the ascent. She had purposefully dallied – the longer she held off on the negotiations, the longer the temporary truce would last, albeit unintentionally on the parts of the warring factions.GwtV In Her Own Words- If You Have to Hurt to Feel in General Fiction More Like This
Still, peace is peace. And she was glad to have it.
She exited the room she and Brynjolf had rented before dawn, allowing him to continue to slumber while she took some moments to herself. She quietly padded across the floor of the main hall, nodding to Wilhelm – proprietor of the Vilemyr Inn –as she silently opened the door and slipped out on to the main porch.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as she breathed in the scent of the morning deeply. The unfathomable blue of the early morning skies were beginning to allow the pink and golden hues of the im
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I woke up in my room. I looked outside and it was dark. How long have I been asleep?
I searched for my clock, but couldn't find it in it's usual place. I groaned and I took
notice to my room that was now lit up by the soft flickering glow of vanilla scented
candles and were placed on my dresser. At night, I didn't have anything to light up my
room. I was grateful to whoever put them there.
I rubbed the left side of my forehead where it had collided with whatever hard object
in the greenhouse and I flinched at the sudden tenderness. It was all just dry blood now.
That's going to be fun to clean up. I groan, "I hate sterilizing wipes."
I scratch the back of my head and wonder how I got back here. I suddenly heard
purring coming from my waist. I hadn't noticed that there was a slight weight on me. I
half sit up and I hear a yowl from my stir and f
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We were in the library looking for a spell that was required for our next class in
Defense against the Dark Arts. Oh yeah, and when I say "We," I'm referring to Draco Malfoy
After going though, what seemed like a thousand books, I found the right one, The
Standard Book of Spells, with not much help from Malfoy. He was wandering around,
harassing people, occasionally making threats, and giving dirty looks.
Malfoy always makes fun of me, calling me a "True Mudblood." All because I think that
using magic for simple tasks like grabbing something from the other side of the room,
starting a fire, cleaning or fixing something that you can obviously do yourself, is just
being plain lazy And I'm not a lazy person, so I do a lot of things without magic. So, it
was nice to have him not bother me. Maybe it was because his grade for
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My name is Amara Sovaun Croswell, the majority of people call me Croswell. My hobbies
are reading, writing, and sometimes drawing. I'm 17 years-old and in my 6th year. My mother
and father are Muggles so all the douche-bags call me a "Mudblood."
My wand is elegant, sleek, delicate, and dainty looking. Made from wood of the Hawthorne
Tree with a Unicorn Hair core. It closely resembles Gellert Grindelwald's wand. Though I am a
Witch, I'm not fond of using magic for simple tasks such as things I could perform on my own.
My pet is a long/short-black-haired Bombay cat with dark lime-green eyes whom I call
I was sorted in the Ravenclaw House. My friends, only friends, in Ravenclaw are Luna
Lovegood and Cho Chang, but my best and closest friend is Hermione Granger from the
Gryffindor house. I would do anything for her and she too for me. She's like the sist
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I still felt dizzy, but it was a different kind of dizzy. Not so much painful as the
kind of dizziness from before. My face was flustered and I was breathing heavily. All
because I just drank a potion MOUTH-TO-MOUTH with someone I don't know and having my
first kiss taken from me.
I tried to focus on the black coated figure that was facing me and could only make
out a big head of hair I tried to speak, but once I inhaled, a bit of whatever was in the
potion got caught in my throat again. I start to cough once more and I reached over to my
bed-side table for the glass of water I had drank from earlier. I flail my hand around
searching for the glass and fail miserably. I continue to cough and then I feel them lean
over me then grabs my hand and places the glass of water in it. I sat up on my right elbow
and I quickly took a drink. I took two loud gulps and then I c
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An hour later I had calmed down enough to wipe away the tears and keep them away. My
nose was stuffed and my eyes were swollen. My face was throbbing from crying so much. I
could see that my nose was rosy-red I hated it when I cried. I always look like a mess
afterwards. The soundless humming noise of my empty room was some-what irritating.
I remembered that I had a small iPod doc in one of the unpacked boxes by the door. To
drown out the silence, but I really didn't want to find out which one. I still had a lot
of things I needed to unpack. I groaned. Why did I have to bring so much? Everything was
not making me feel any better at all.
The single twin-sized bed in the middle of the room with itchy cotton covers, the
emptiness of the shelves and bareness of the wooden walls, the boxes with items I have yet
to unpack. All of it was just so
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Someone had cleared their throat at the door. And right away I knew what they were
thinking. Seeing me on top of Harris and having his hands tied up above him. It must've
looked like some kinky S&M stuff we were doing.
Instinctively, I jumped off Harris and covered myself with the bed covers as I'm
beat-red. Harris stood up from my bed, easily removing my tie from his wrists on his own.
I stared at him as he did it, thinking that he could've over thrown me the entire time I
"No boy's after mid-night, Croswell." I hear Cho say coldly.
I looked at the doorway which was now occupied by Cho, Luna, and a couple of the
other Ravenclaw girls, giggling at what they had just saw.
"What were you guys doing?" girl #1 teases.
"Why are you all up?" I ask, ignoring
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He didn't say anything I turned my back to him and stormed off in the other
direction, too upset to care about what he did next, too upset to even think straight. I
heard the leather sole of his shoe take a step forward. I knew he was going to chase after
me I happened to glance at the clock and I saw that it was 8:30 p.m.
I stopped walking away remembering that I promised Hermione to tell Malfoy to meet
her. Well, great going making him all upset before actually telling him. I turned around
forgetting that I was just angry with him. He stopped in front of me. I paused for awhile
then I told him that Hermione was waiting for him in the courtyard.
He froze, "She's waiting for me?" he scoffed in disbelief.
"If you don't believe me, I can just go tell her that you don't want to see her then,
if you'd like
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It was Malfoy. I looked back down to my book and pretended to be busy reading. He
always ruined peaceful moments like these for me, but I did feel a bit relieved when I saw
"Oh, it's you." I said rudely.
"What's with that?" he asked sounding irritated, acting as if we we're friends in a
"Nothing, I was just expecting Mr. Flinch to turn the corner, not you."
"Pft, Don't worry. I set up a little surprise for whoever next walks through those
doors just as a little alarm to let us know when someone is coming." He said with a smirk
as he gestured with his thumb behind him toward the entrance of the library.
I looked toward the entrance then back at Malfoy then back to my book. I let out a
sigh, and continued to pretend to read. I couldn't t
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Draco Malfoy was the last person in Hogwarts, in the WORLD, I thought I would ever
fall in love with. All he ever does is make fun of me and my friends. I thought that I
despised him. I didn't understand myself. There are plenty of better looking guys at
Hogwarts than Malfoy and they probably treated me better than him too. So why him?
Maybe because I know that none of the other guys would ever want me. They all think
I'm crazy and avoid me because all I'm ever doing is arguing with Malfoy and getting into
fights with him, but that doesn't explain why I had fallen in love with him. Maybe because
I'm desperate? But I was never looking for a boyfriend in the first place. I don't know
I laughed at myself under my breath. The soft echoes of his steps slowly faded away.
I listened until I couldn't hear them no more. Making sure he was p
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Carlisle Harris is the "hot," as all the girls say, new French exchange student from
Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. I can't quite extinguish what he looks like, all I remember
is that he has big hair and he's, to me, very unsettling
The first day I met him was when I was arguing with Malfoy, once again, over dinner
in the Great Hall. We both said some words and I responded by throwing my drink at him,
but my cup slipped out of my hands too early and it went flying above me and then hit
Harris who was standing behind me.
Everyone gasped and I just stood there with my jaw dropped. I wasn't able to
apologize before I was taken away to Professor McGonagall's classroom with Malfoy and
stayed there for the remainder of the day. To this day, I still haven't apologized
Ever since that day, I sometime
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Jai's day began as it had for the past hundred and eighty years; waking up, praying to Akatosh, eating breakfast and checking to see if any of his coworkers were dead. Today, Jai was pleased to find that his group of assassins had not been touched by the slowly reviving break-away sect of the dark brotherhood. Ever since that day, fifty years ago it was now, that that first, discontented, hatefull, and foolish wood-elf Gorneth had decided he wanted to kill whoever he was paid to kill as opposed to evil men. Gorneth had gathered followers, and when he left the brotherhood, a good two dozen people left, leaving the cheydinhal sanctuary a good bit more empty. And now there was a full scale gang war between
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The emperor was dead. The news had spread from the harbor at Solitude to Riften in two weeks. 'Titus Mede II was slain today by an unknown swordsman' the criers in Solitude yelled. Apparently his entire royal guard couldn't protect him from the poisoned blade of a Dark Brotherhood assassin. The Penitus Occulatus was in shambles. General Tulius had posted a warrant for a murderer that wasn't even seen. If he had been, no one was left alive aboard the emperor's flagship to describe him. This however, did not stop the Imperial legions attempts to quell the stormcloak rebellion. This was just more proof that the empire was the Thalmor's puppet. Even with the recent defeat of Alduin at the hands of the Dovahkiins, no Imperial, Breton or Nord under Tulius celebrated.
In Whiterun, an Argonian was reading reports in his home. "The empire has crushed all our forces outside of Riften. Only guards inside of the city stil
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Chapter VI: End Game
A year passed. The Stormcloaks continued their steady push into Imperial territory. In eight months, most of the holds had been liberated from the Empire, minus Markarth, though most of the reach was re-taken, and Haafingar Hold. Imperials were still fighting hard, and had even managed to attack Fort Greymore in Whiterun Hold, though the attack failed. Over the next four months, the war had drawn out to a stalemate, with all efforts to advance halted. Markarth was under siege, but the empire had mostly abandoned the hold, using it as a distraction for time to shore up defenses in Haafingar. Dragon's Bridge was well fortified by the time Stormcloak scouts came in sight. Palisade walls had been erected around the small town, and wooden guard towers peered out from over the ten foot high walls. The population in the town had sprung from a dozen to seven hundred overnight. Four cohorts were aligned behind their wall to fend off Stormcloaks. And with only the B
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I: The Forest Camp
The next morning, Scouts-Deep-Waters was out the door early, but not early enough to avoid Jai. He was waiting with a small bag of food, plus messages from the Eastern front to go back to Ulfric. Scouts had finished packing his bag, and was about to dash out and continue the long road to Windhelm when Jai stopped him.
"Re'Kavi, wait a moment."
"My name is NOT Re'Kavi!"
Jai paused and said, quietly, "It was the name you were born with. The name you were born to have. Do not forget what it means."
"Rising-Wind, I know. I've never forgotten, But, Rising-Wind He and I have nothing in common, save for our race."
"Someday, you will realize that you are not too different from that legend."
Without answering, Scouts-Deep-Waters left the small home, and left his former mentor behind. Jai spent the next few hours wandering around the market in Whiterun, buying some materials with which he could improve some armor of his, which had been badly dented tw
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Chapter III: The Battle of Whiterun
Kale's cohort had made good time, and had made it to Rorikstead before night had fallen. There was obvious excitement in the camp, and everything had a kind of feverish activity to it. Kale ordered his men to get some rest, but knew it wouldn't do much good. Early tomorrow, the legion would double-time it to Whiterun because no one in the cohort had slept all night, and drifted to sleep while packing up the camp. Such was the way of the Third Cohort. Still, they obeyed his orders and at least lay down in their tents. Soon it was only he and the sentries up and about in the camp and one other person. Kale found that the entire cohort had turned in, except for the person he wanted to see most.
"Mulad" said Kale as he approached the campfire at which she sat, sharpening her legion sword. It was almost so sharp it could cut through bone like butter, but she continued to stroke it with the whetting stone. "Preparing for tomorrow?"
The Legend of ReKaviThis is a ledgend about one of blackmarsh's earliest Heroes. until now, this ledgend has been of oral tradition, passed generation to generation by the elders of argonian communities. interestingly, Kajjit's have a similar tale of the lizard warrior, "Relkavish". I give you 'The Legend of Rising Wind"-The Legend of ReKavi in Drama More Like This
Orthelus Furtunia, 3E, 423.
Blood and sweat,
The victor's regret
the elves had never known
our people they kept
in places unkempt
In their great palaces of Stone.
For generations we suffered
our spirits were darkened
our every dream sunk
our very last strength sapped
and our efforts to be free were stuck
in the mires in which we perished.
But from our most hopeless doubt
came the first of freedom's shout
a boy, born in the dungeons of Nir'Gavinis
He was weak, not very stout
It was imposible to think the Elves he could rout.
But the years raced
boy grew and strengthened
but still had no intetion of violence.
Then came the woman, beautiful and wonderful
Made his world bright and colorful.
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Chapter IV: The Fall of Whiterun
Night fell on the plains quickly, and the auras of the Northern lights shown around the city of Whiterun, casting its blue glow on the fields and farms around the city; and on the dead surrounding its walls. Jai had returned to the Stormcloak camp late in the afternoon and reported that Aval and his men had fought to the last and had been slain. Three of four battalions were remaining, but moral was low. Aval's entire force, easily outnumbering the legion's outer defense, and it never touched the gate. Still, Jai wasn't dwelling on the dead; he was more interested in the cause of Aval's death. He had simply caught on fire, just like he was flint striking stone. He had seen something like it before; in Skuldafn, just before Justinian had disappeared into Sovngarde. He had seen a dragon stare at a drauger that had been chattering, no doubt about the three Dragonborn who were coming after their master. The dragon had roared and stared a steely sta
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The cart lurched its way slowly south, buckling with every divot in the dirt road. Umari was barley conscious, his world swimming around him. From what he could tell, he was on a cart, his hands were bound and his mouth gagged. He saw the shapes of others on the cart with him, many of which were slowly starting to un-blur. He closed his eyes and breathed slowly, trying to focus on waking up fully. He finally opened his eyes again and looked at the other prisoners around him. Most of them were in the
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CHAPTER VII: Rouge Winds
The two companions hid themselves in the cover of the chapel, hiding so that no one could see them conversing with a rebel and a known thief. Jai whispered furiously at Cad Alora, the argonian boy that stood before him.
"What the hell were you thinking!? Bruma is the Imperial staging area for anti-Stormcloack activities, and your here with, him?"
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CHAPTER VI: The Long Road Ahead
The guards were all too happy to show the Argonians to their final companion, which bothered Jai. Normally he liked to keep his party free of people whom others liked to avoid. Well, I guess I'll just have to work with him, thought Jai to himself. The argonians followed the guards to the back of the cavern, where a large crowd had gathered. As they pushed their way through the masses, Jai caught snippets of conversation.
"My money's on the three. Sure the kajiit is jumpy, but Kicks-In-Shin and Relu are both good boxers." "Three on one? Either the argonian has a big mouth,
Raised by Wolves: Chapter FifteenWe traveled south from Windhelm, in all about 15 men and women had followed us. I looked over my shoulder memorizing their faces many of them I knew and I nodded at Oengul War-Anvil the blacksmith from Windhelm. I was surprised to see Galmar Stonefist in the crowd. I arched an eyebrow at Lydia and inclined my head in Stonfist's direction. She nodded and dropped behind me speaking softly to him. I kept my eyes forward looking along the path for traces of Farkas and Aela's passage. Farkas was a great fighter but straight forward in his travels; he often took the direct path from one point to the next and tended to stick to the roads. I felt the moment that Galmar stone-fist fell into step beside me.Raised by Wolves: Chapter Fifteen in Drama More Like This
“Dovahkiin,” he greeted in his gruff voice.
I pointed to a pool of blood near the grass line, “They came from this direction.”
He looked down and nodded. I followed Farkas’ footsteps exactly. The trail cut across a small hill and back on to the path further
Raised by Wolves: Ch 23Farkas woke with a roar. Damn Aela! When he got his hands on her, they were going to go a round or two. He blinked heavy lidded eyes and tried to focus on his surroundings. As he stared up at the ceiling he noted this wasn’t his chambers. He tried to sit up but found himself immobilized, his limbs too heavy to lift. The only movement he could make was from the neck up. On the left was a stone wall; he swiveled his head to the right as far as he could and noticed a figure slumped in chains against the dirty wall. Farkas narrowed his pale blues at the prisoner; he knew that person.Raised by Wolves: Ch 23 in Drama More Like This
“Vilkas!” he shouted repeatedly until his voice went hoarse, yet didn’t stop. He began to struggle violently against the spell that paralyzed his body.
Outside of the cell, the person in the dark cloak looked on out of sight of the brothers inside. Long blond hair spilled from the hood as a draft
Raised by Wolves: Chapter FourteenHe stole the breath from my lungs, literally. My hands clawed at his skin, my nails biting into the flesh of his arms. I tried to pull away but his hand held me into place and just when I thought I would pass out, he breathed into my mouth filling my lungs with his breath. His lips still pressed solidly against mine.Raised by Wolves: Chapter Fourteen in Romance More Like This
With air, once again in my lungs I loosened my grip from his arms and relaxed into his embrace. His hand released my jaw sliding behind my head and into my hair.
He pulled back from the kiss. "Relax lass I'll not be biting you today, unless you beg me to." He said with a roguish wink. I opened my mouth to respond but his lips captured mine parting them farther by slipping his tongue between my teeth. I tried to pull away surprised by his boldness, but his hand still intertwined in my hair held my head firmly in place. My eyes fluttered closed as my heart beat furiously in my chest as his mouth worked mine.
Lord the man could kiss. His teeth nipped my lower lip. I gas
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I woke abruptly to the dulcet tones of Lydia’s voice. My eyes sprung open wide and I groaned, unhappy to be disturbed from the comfort of my bed and Vilkas’s embrace.
“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” I grumbled, trying to bury my face back into my pillow.
“Yes, but I did not expect to find you in here with company,” she retorted snidely. “What will Vilkas or Farkas think?”
“I can’t speak for my brother, but I am more than happy with the company she is keeping,” Vilkas smirked, raising his head over my left shoulder.
“Oh!” Lydia gasped in surprise, turning around to give us some privacy. “You must excuse me. I thought you were perhaps someone else.”
“Hmm,” he murmured, nuzzling my ear. “Wonder who she thought I might have been?”
“Enough outta you,” I growled, rolling over to playfully nip him lightly on the
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“Farkas,” I whispered, peeking out from behind Vilkas’s back.
“You lie,” Vilkas growled. “She bears only my mark on her neck.”
Farkas’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “There are other spots to mark.”
“Where did you mark her?” he demanded.
“Ask her.” Farkas pointed at me.
Vilkas turned back around, grabbing my shoulders roughly. “Where did he mark you? Show me.”
My cheeks blushed pink and I laid a hand on my breastplate, thinking of where Farkas had bitten me. I opened my mouth to tell Vilkas to release me when Farkas grabbed him and threw him into the wardrobe. Vilkas recovered quickly, fury flashing across his face.
I was suddenly angry with them and the whole situation. “No!” I screamed, launching myself between the two of them and slapping my hands on both men's chests to draw their atten
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After words with Aela, I couldn't find the courage to see both brothers. I already carried enough burdens; to have to decide between the two of them would be impossible. In addition, I most definitely didn’t want to lose either of them, especially now that I was finally getting to know them better.
I returned to my home in the Plains District next to Warmaidens. My housecarl Lydia greeted me when I entered and offered no questions about my appearance, for which I was appreciative. I trudged up the stairs to my room, shutting the door quietly behind me. On top of my dresser was a stack of letters, requests for aid, or rumors of dragon sightings; amongst the stack was a letter from Ulfric Stormcloak. With my help, Ulfric and his army had overthrown the Imperials in Skyrim, who were being manipulated by the Thalmor. I received a letter from him or his advisor every couple of days, updating me on the remaining Im
Raised by Wolves: Chapter FiveLydia took my silence as quiet acceptance. She spoke no further, but instead helped me out of my armor and into one of the dresses I had brought with me. She scrubbed my skin and brushed my hair. Once finished, she stepped back and appraised her work. Part of me wanted her to speak, to have some plan for me to avoid this whole situation, while the other half appreciated the silence. My mind raced at the possibilities. If Ulfric truly was maneuvering me in a romantic way, I did not understand his reasoning. Why me? What possible interest could he have in me? Oh, I knew he respected me. He had let me make the killing blow in our final battle at Solitude. However, respect and desire are two different things. The only conclusion I could come to was that it was political, and even that left me confused. Again, I asked, why me?Raised by Wolves: Chapter Five in Romance More Like This
"Milady?" she said breaking my train of thought.
"You are ready save for this," she answered, holding the circlet from Jarl Ulfric. I looked down at my d
Raised by wolves: Chapter ThirteenIt took me several minutes to relocate my bedchambers through the maze of corridors. I stood in the doorway my hand on the doorknob for several breaths afraid of what I may or may not find inside. I prayed to Talos that Vilkas was inside sleeping that he wasn’t missing just resting.Raised by wolves: Chapter Thirteen in Romance More Like This
I opened the door slowly; the room was empty and untouched. This was unsettling, I do not believe he would be gone from my side so willingly; he had made it quite clear that he couldn’t bear the thought of not being around me. Ulfric had something to do with this I could feel it in my bones.
I stormed from my chambers to his door and knocked as loudly as I could. After several seconds with no answer I tried again even louder. Still no answer, I took a deep breath and braved a return to the dining hall, but aside from a few servants and guards it was completely empty. I gritted my teeth in frustration, why was it when I needed the man he wasn’t around but when I didn’t want or nee
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“Clumsy girl,” a familiar voice scolded behind me. “Dragonborn what brings you to these parts of our palace?”
I turned holding out the basket of poultices and healing herbs, “Why Jorleif, I was collecting ingredients for some healing potions to take to Aela and Farkas. What a great coincidence that you are here. Now I will have a guide to take me to them as well.” I smirked.
His face faltered slightly but he masked it with a polite smile. “As honored as I would be by that task, I am unfortunately unable to assist you. I have to attend to the preparations for the dinner banquet.”
“Oh,” I said feigning disappointment. “Then perhaps you could have one of the servants lead me to them instead, perhaps…” I paused