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Golden Notes 2/?
He moved like silk among shadows, gliding through the halls of the frozen fortress, unnoticed as a ghost. Even with the golden glow of light that surrounded his divine form, workers and soldiers and other twisted, hunched forms toiling away in the darkness barely looked up as he passed by. It was only seconds after he had vanished, long after he was still able to be seen, did the servants seem to notice a shadow of his presence pass by and gazed around them, all hopelessly as he would be long gone by that time. Right now, Mairon liked it that way.
There were times when he burned as brightly as a forge fire, his light unfurling from him like the petals to a flower. His being could come upon others like a thousand trumpets, demanding attention, unable to be ignored, brash and fiery and bold and shining with all of the brilliance of a star. Many times, that was how he wanted it, but now he wrapped his presence around himself like a veil. He was naught more than a whisper, an edge of a tho
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Mairon's Solo
Everything was so much quieter in Angband with Melkor gone. In nearly three hundred years Mairon had still not quite gotten used to it yet. Back in Utumno the wind howled ceaselessly for days and days on end, liable to drive someone mad if they didn’t learn to tune the noise out. When he commanded Angband before the War for the Sake of Elves he only felt a fraction of the winds, but he could always tell when his master was approaching because they would become steadily louder as time passed, as if Melkor brought the maelstrom with him wherever he went. At first it had irritated Mairon, one could barely think with all of that shrieking going on outside, his only refuge was his forge nestled deep in the heart of the fortress, far enough that no sounds from the outside could penetrate its thick walls.
And now, with his master gone and the wind with him, Mairon had nothing but time to think and silence to think in.
He would have given anything, anything
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Gentle Fire
The fire was getting low, Duncan mused as he watched the dancing flames winding down, now about half the height they had been half an hour ago. Not that the warmth was important, it was quite a nice night, but he didn't like the absence of light with the forest surrounding them. It made his fingers play with the pommel of his dagger nonstop, ready to yank it out at a moment's notice and leap upon any perceived intruder to their small circle of safety. He really should have been getting up to throw more logs on, but he was currently indisposed with no method of untangling himself that he particularly liked.
Said current disposer watched him with half-lidded eyes from the depths of his lap, amusement sparkling in the flickers of light that the fire threw their way. Riordan did not speak, but to be fair that was something he did on occasion. There were times he was so silent and still that it was easy to forget he was even there, but Duncan never forgot. A part of his brain was always awa
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By the Books :iconchibistarr:ChibiStarr 1 2
Tabby Trouble
A chill wind blew fiercely through the streets of Darktown, the open, gaping holes in the cliffs and walls doing little to shield against the weather. In the cramped, winding corridors it was compressed, funneled, and yanked through the spaces until it howled ceaselessly, the sound echoing hundreds of times across Darktown until all of Kirkwall could probably hear it. Anders didn't think he could hate a winter any more than Fereldan's, but now here it was. The new coat that Hawke had given him was doing wonders at keeping most of the cold out and now he was grateful that he had let Hawke talk him into taking it-he would have preferred it if mages fleeing from the Circle had been given warm clothes instead since they were the ones having to flee from the Templars in the cold. But Hawke had insisted and Anders had finally accepted when Hawke said that he couldn't help free mages from the Gallows if he was frozen to death, and he was glad that he had. The fox fur and goose feathers kept h
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Coffee Time :iconchibistarr:ChibiStarr 1 0
“Hey Kian, don’t you think you’re a little, uh, too obsessed with yams?”
Kian paused his fork raised halfway to his mouth while he stared over it into Enu’s eyes. They sparkled a little in the light, narrowed in amusement but still filled with her childish if somewhat annoying curiosity. The Apostle frowned at her, lowering his hand. “What are you talking about?” he asked, already his tone unamused. “I just like yams, that is all.”
“Riiight,” Enu droned, her ears flicking back and forth rustling her hair. “And that’s why they’re all you eat, now? Some of us like yams too, you know.”
He felt his face heating up and was glad his skin was not the right color to really show it. “They are not,” he said somewhat stiffly. “I eat them with other things, too.”
The Zhidling leaned closer to him, her pointed teeth just barely poking through her lips as she smiled. “Yeah but, you
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A possibility
If I concentrate, with my whole body and soul, it will work. It has to work. I have to pull out the
throbbing pain eating away at my mind. It's consuming me, making me bitter, vicious, resentful. It's
making me a fiend numb and blind to humanity. It's destroying life all around me, choking me,
killing me. Life, this forbidden miracle that I will never know, that will never be mine. I want it, I
yearn for it and the bitch taunts me, dancing before my eyes doomed to contemplate its colorful
glory. I will never know the sweetness of existence. I will never know the smell of Spring, when the
first drops of rain hit the dusty ground. Oh, how I would like to be blind to it all. But I know it's
hopeless. Of course it's hopeless. I'm a lidless eye, an immortal beholder. Heaven sentenced me to
witness Life and Creation, banning me from its Gardens. I was there to observe the beginning and
I'll be there to see the end. Your end. And when you will be gone, when your species will die out
like so m
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You've got to stop doing that.
Seriously, it's getting dangerous.
I could die, you know.
(It's sick how I can sense your presence in a room. It's positively sickening. And once I finally see you, my eyes automatically stick to you, despite how much I don't want to want to. Still, though, it makes more sense than my eyes darting back and forth toward you and away from you, back and forth, unable to restrain myself, looking like the pathetic freak that I am. And you start to walk past me, and there is a moment when the entire human population is deprived. They are all starved, blank, empty homeless children. There is a moment where the angle and the distance and light I am seeing you in is beautiful beyond comprehension: instant understanding comes through and the process of comprehension doesn't exist. Everyone who doesn't, can't, experience this, this moment right now, is so sad. It is simply sad.
I am the only one who sees it. The lines, the angles of your face from this
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Never give in,
Never back down.
Don't fear the sin,
and embrace your town.
Cradle the hurt,
Mourn like a dove,
but never forget,
the ones you love.
Listen to your name being called,
Don't be afraid and show yourself.
Remember not to be appalled,
You'll make it to the highest shelf.
Cross your fingers,
and close your eyes.
Don't pull the trigger,
We won't let you die.
We can see what you've suffered through,
and you should know,
We're here for you.
We'll stand together till the end,
Through thick and thin,
You're my best friend.   
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A Forgetful Halloween
Who are you? A better question may be this- who were you? Inborn genetic influences aside, the sum of a man's personality can be added up from the experiences of his past. These memories define the motives that guide him through his life. They provide him with his dreams, for he wishes to accomplish wonderful things merely so that he can add them to that precious string of memories that he calls his own.
We treasure memories like jewels, holding on to the good and bad alike. Yes, even the worst have their value. My oldest memory consists of one of the many abuses directed upon me by my older brother, who used to pin me to the ground and force-feed me worms and insects and all matter of unpleasant things. Where would I be today without these constant antagonisms driving me onward to prove my intellectual greatness in the medical field?
And yet, it seems it was not to be. The company is run by men with more money than patience. I beg and I plead- a little more time, a little more funding
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Well this feels a little strange to be doing, but I’m now open for writing commissions! Writing is what I love and I need money so I figured why not? :la:

Examples of my work: 12, 3 ) I also have this tumblr account specifically for my writings.

As you can see, I am capable of doing both short stories and multiple-chapter stories. I work best with prompts like in Dip Your Feather Wisely but I’m flexible.

Fandoms I am most familiar with: 

Dragon Age
Mass Effect
(not Andromeda) 
(specify universe)
Les Miserables
Historical fiction
LOTR/the Hobbit/The Silmarillion

Harry Potter

Silent Hill
Star Trek
MLP (nothing sexual)
The Labyrinth 
Lovecraftian horror

Studio Ghibli
Steven Universe
League of Legends
Don't Starve
Kingdom Hearts
Final Fantasy  (VII/VIII/X)
Dragon Ball Z

And if you don’t see a fandom here you can ask me and I will tell you if I know it or not! I didn’t list them all here.

Things I will write:
Original Fiction (as long as enough information is provided)
Crossovers (If I know the series)
Vampires/Werewolves/Monsters etc.
Fetishes (please specify so I can see whether I’m okay with it or not)
If I haven’t mentioned anything that you wish to know feel free to ask as well!

Things I will NOT write:
DD/LG (Daddies/Mommies and littles)


Short and simple! 1 USD for every 100 words, which I think is pretty fair. I take payments through PayPal. PLEASE NOTE that I have every right to reject a commission, even if it fits my rules.

Send me a note here if you have an offer!


Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
Current Residence: South Carolina, about an hour from Charleston
Favourite genre of music: Metal and Classical
MP3 player of choice: Um, the one I have...(Sony Walkman)
Favourite cartoon character: Anything 80s
Personal Quote: "If you lack grace then make up for it in style."

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