NaNoWriMo 2017: Agent Dell Goes West - Part 3 by dragondoodle, literature
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NaNoWriMo 2017: Agent Dell Goes West - Part 3
Rori watched the road behind them with undisguised concern.{Healer Rori, he will be fine. Ysten will not let anything happen to your mate.} Mekal looked back at her and gave her a confident smile.She sighed and leaned over the front edge of the cart, so she could talk to the centaur pulling it a little easier, {I know, I just worry when he’s not with me. Bad things happen when we’re separated.}{He is just as worried about you, I am sure. He will be back as quickly as Grey can get him here, and the horse is well rested, so that will be quite fast.}{I will not be able to relax until he gets back. I should have gone with him, Kaare or not.} R...
Forgotten Talents Rough Draft NanoWrimo Day 29 by Evenchaos146, literature
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Forgotten Talents Rough Draft NanoWrimo Day 29
I noticed Excalibur’s edges starting to turn to mist. The time to strike was now or never. There could be no more waiting. So I rushed in, and plunged my sword deep into Doubt, the attempted killer of Hope and Inspiration, The Colorless, The Haunting Silence, The Inner Critic, The Sterile, The Conclusion of Creation, Fear of Failure, The Whisper of Lies, The Easy Path, The one who fights against Creativity, Taker Of Choice, Killer of his former champions’s chest.“What have you done?!” Doubt, the attempted killer of Hope and Inspiration, The Colorless, The Haunting Silence, The Inner Critic, The Sterile, The Conclusion of Creation, Fear ...
The Double-Edged Soul - Prologue -NanoWINNER 2017 by SonicRanger-1, literature
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The Double-Edged Soul - Prologue -NanoWINNER 2017
The Double-Edged Soul By the Silver Sparrow The History of Balmoc The world of Balmoc: a beautiful world full of mythical beings who lived in peace. All kinds of mythical races lived together, from fairies and nymphs to demons and shadows. All different, but all living in perfect harmony.
Or at least, it was.
It was over a hundred years ago when they arrived. Four powerful beings who are called to this day “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse”. They together believed the world wasn’t as peaceful as it was claimed to be. Perhaps they were right, I honestly wouldn’t know. All I know is what I’ve read.
What I do know is that they decided ...
Unconventional- Prologue: The Exile by Ms-Manhunter, literature
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Unconventional- Prologue: The Exile
{This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or otherwise, is unintentional and purely coincidental. I make no monetary value in the writing of this story. This story contains LGBT+ themes, mild language and possible mild adult situations. Mainly rated T+. 2017 NaNoWriMo project- first draft.} The winds from the mountains whipped silently through the colony as residents gathered in the Hall of Elders. It was rare one would be judged publicly and the local Erulsans did not want to miss this opportunity. It was standing room only by the time the last group entered but they stood without complaint. In the...
Forgotten Talents Rough Draft NanoWrimo Day 26 by Evenchaos146, literature
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Forgotten Talents Rough Draft NanoWrimo Day 26
“Is that a hint of doubt, I detect at the end?” Doubt asked.“Yes, yes it is. But isn’t that a part of being human. Feeling both resolve and doubt at it. The contradictions and passion of them. To feel both waking and sleeping, both breathing and drowning. To hide away from the brilliant light and leap towards it. To embrace the darkness and repel it. Is not that being human? To be two-sided and unfixed in possibility. To have the ability to chose. The ability to declare something right or wrong. To both work within our nature and fight against it. Tell me, Doubt, The attempted Killer of Hope and Inspiration, The Colorless, The ...
Unconventional- Chp. 5: Conversations by Ms-Manhunter, literature
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Unconventional- Chp. 5: Conversations
“Oh… you’re here… and not looking after the Falls.” “I only get paid to be a barista and pastry chef. You humans are on your own, tonight.” Zay smiled at the busty woman before returning to her drink. The half-Asian woman smirked and was about to go to the bar until she took in what Zay said. “Wait. Something’s wrong.” “Why do you say that?” “You usually have some smutty comment about my tits and I’ll admit, it’s throwing me off a bit that you’ve said nothing.” “Oh, sorry. If it makes you feel better, I’m thinking of them…” “Yay…?” the woman sat down across from the alien. “Alright, talk. What’s goi...