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Arcana Incarnate | The Mage of Swords by Taurrigan Arcana Incarnate | The Mage of Swords :icontaurrigan:Taurrigan 4 0
Dead Men Tell No Tales - AT with hasana-chan
“I have something for you.”
The grass was soft beneath her knees as the two sat on a grassy shore, the beach white and stretching endlessly out in both directions. Ahead, the sun reflected on the sea as a soft wind pushed about Julian’s hair, his grey eyes twinkling as he rested his hand on hers.
Hasana felt warmth flood into her cheeks as tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear, glancing up at him. “Oh?” she says, the edge of her lip quirking up into a smile. “What would that be?”
Julian touched a long finger to her nose, giving her his trademark wolfish grin. “I can’t tell you yet.”
“What! Come on, Julian,” she tugged on his coat. “That’s no fair, why’d you bring it up then?”
Julian’s chest vibrated in a chuckle as he leaned back. “Sorry, sorry, I’m just...” he paused. “Excited.” There was a strange look in the man’s gaze as he looked out o
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Blood and Ash | Asra
Smoke and ash billowed into the sky in thick clouds that covered the stars in inky blackness. Every leaf and tree in the forest was covered in a thin layer of soot, and the woods were silent, save for the cracking of branches as the young man tore through the undergrowth. Asra’s arms pumped at his side, not even flinching as a barbed branch tore across his face, leaving a line of blood on his cheek.
He had to get there. He had to. He came stumbling to a stop, baring his teeth at a mass of undergrowth that blocked his way. In the distance, he could hear the sloshing of waves against the beach. He was almost there. He waved his hand with a snarl, flames billowing from his fingertips and lighting the forest up, burning the brambles away and Asra leaped through, caring little of the fact that the edge of his scarf sizzled as he raced forward.
Almost there. Almost.
His boot caught a root and he shouted, landing hard as his elbows scraped against the ground and he grimaced, pushing him
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Ethren Whitecross Grimoire Page by Taurrigan Ethren Whitecross Grimoire Page :icontaurrigan:Taurrigan 8 3
Nico di Angelo and the Threads of Chaos - 2

Chapter 2
The Twilight Flight

The flames that licked out towards Nico danced dully as he poked it with a stick. Moving some of the kindling aside the sparks leaped up towards the night sky, momentarily lighting up his face in faded crimson. The boy’s features were shallow and gaunt in the light, casting shadows across his olive skin and he exhaled, leaning back. Eyes tilted towards the stars, thick virgin trees surrounding them and the night was alive with the sounds of chirps and croaking springtime frogs.
They’d traveled for a couple hours into the forest before they decided to make camp.  Percy had been staying in this location for the last day or so while he tracked down Nico, and there were provisions and supplies laying about. Percy was off somewhere in the night gathering some wood for the fire to consume while they slept and keep away any animals. That was fine with Nico. He needed to be alone for a while
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The sky used to be nothing but a collection of muted greys and browns and blacks.  Sometimes deep purple or blue, depending on the crystalline shards that hung to the ceiling.  Yes, ceiling.  There is a world that exists underneath the ground upon which humans tread.  A world where the sun does not touch, and creatures live their entire lives in darkness.  Where the shadows are your breath of life, and to face the daylight is like baring yourself to the flames of hell.
And that was a world that the drow would never return to.  The sun burned his eyes for a long while, but eventually he became accustomed. he could lay on his back and watch the blue sky, and the lofty clouds roll across its surface.  He could feel the breeze on his face and the warmth on his ebon skin, and he gave a long, heaving sigh.
“Knife ears!”
Faerin groaned and rolled over on his perch upon the dead tree.  The black clad ranger was gazing up at hi
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Once Upon a December - AT with emilythesmelly
She always loved rainy mornings. The torrent of rain that splashed against the glass windows was like a lullaby that rocked her to sleep, distant thunder reverberating in her chest. She opened one amber eye just as an arc of lightning raced down from the bloated, dark sky - striking the ground beyond Vesuvia. A layer of white mist had risen up from the ocean, casting Vesuvia’s streets in fog. Her favourite weather, storms.  
She couldn’t help but wonder if she’d always enjoyed them. Was she at one point afraid of thunderstorms? Pushing herself up from her comfy bed, she gave a stretch, blinking blearily into the shop. Their sleeping quarters was separated from the rest of their snug little home by a red curtain, and beyond she could make out the blurry figure of Asra as he began to prepare breakfast.
“Asra,” she called out as she blindly reached for her glasses, smacking her hand listlessly on the nightstand a few times before finally locating them an
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Ethren Whitecross - Mage of Swords. by Taurrigan Ethren Whitecross - Mage of Swords. :icontaurrigan:Taurrigan 8 2 Spectrum Meme by Taurrigan Spectrum Meme :icontaurrigan:Taurrigan 0 0
A Fragment of You - Chapter 1

Chapter 1
I stared at the knob of the apartment. The phone was still pressed to my ear, and from the other line I could hear soft breathing.  Hovering my fingers over the metal I grimaced, and brought the phone to my lips. “Are you sure about this?” I muttered, keeping my voice down.  The apartment was completely silent, all the doors were closed, everyone was getting ready for bed and from the window down the hall,  twilight spilled in through the blinds.  The last apartment in the hall, it seemed no one had entered for some time.  
“I’m sure,” came the voice from the other end of the phone.  “Just trust me. Is there a password lock on the door?”
How does he know I haven’t opened it?
Instinctively, my eyes raised to the security camera that was tucked into the corner of the hall, nestled up against the ceiling.   Is he watching me?
The voice sounde
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Nico di Angelo and the Threads of Chaos - 1

Chapter 1
School's Out

The sky was nothing but fractals of red, charcoal grey and black; a never ending storm that churned and roared above the fields of emptiness that seemed to extend in every direction as far as the eye could see. The air tasted like smoke and fire, the taste of acid lining on one’s tongue.  A swirling vortex of darkness in the sky seemed to sputter and churn, lightning lashing out from its depths and as a crackle of electricity swept across the sky, a creature emerged from the shadows of the abyss like lands, her clawed feet curving into the ash as she stepped to the top of a hill, looking up into the sky.
“Daughter,” the sky seemed to rumble, the deep, ancient voice vibrating the very ground the creature stood upon. “You come with news.”
“The oracle has spoken,” the creature hissed, almost hesitantly. “It seems there is an...intrusion upon your plans.
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“You can’t do this.”
Ren bared his teeth, shoving more of his belongings into a nearby satchel. The air was tense and stormy, as though there might be electricity crackling between the two men who stood on opposite ends of the room. Asra’s fists were clenched at his side, his lavender eyes narrowed as he watched Ren continue around the room, gathering his things.
The room was dark, and cold. The curtains were drawn over the window and outside there was nothing but silence in the streets. No laughter. No talking. No merchants, or singing in the taverns. Just a distant wailing of grief and the howl of a stray dog. It was like a ghost town.
“Ren. Please.”
“Stop.” Ren’s voice snapped out, harsher than he intended and he glanced over his shoulder, feeling a twinge of guilt as he watched Asra visibly flinch. He gave a breath, setting down his knapsack as he rubbed his face tiredly. “ can’t stop me, Asra. This is somethin
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They were like a herd of cattle on their way towards the slaughter house.
The young man could barely think. Could barely speak. His mouth was so dry that licking his lips felt like scraping his tongue against sandpaper. The sky was tinted with blood as he shuffled along with the rest of the plague victims, ignoring the light jabs as spears prodded into the small of his back, ushering him forward. The guards were garbed in thick coats that were black with soot, masks resembling the guises of ravens shielding their faces.
Every breath Ren took, he could smell ash and burning flesh until the taste was impressioned in his mouth. He gave a racking cough, blood on his tongue as he stumbled forwards towards the dark castle that loomed directly ahead.  
The dark spires of the Lazaret curved into the smoky sky, the woods surrounding it so thick that the vines and woven branches blocked out any starlight. The sky was darkened in smoke and ash as columns of sweeping black billowed out of the
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The Champion
The colosseum floor was already wet with alien blood. As the violet lights flared on the slaves that were lined up for the next fight, Shiro let his dark eyes scan over the faces of the aliens standing beside him, trembling with fear and panic. One by one, they had watched the other gladiators fall to Myzak - a fierce galra warrior who has spilled the blood of every being to walk into the arena. All for the entertainment of the galra, who cheered above.
Shiro's teeth grated together as he looked ahead - to the boy that stood in front of him. Matt. His caramel hair was disheveled, his eyes dilated in fear as he put a hand out to the wall to steady himself. He was next. His eyes were fixed on the fight beyond the gate within the arena. A galra prisoner frantically trying to escape the orb - when suddenly it slammed into the back of his head, and his skull burst like an inflated balloon as he crumbled to the floor, much to the delight of the audience.
"I'm not gonna make it," Matt choked.
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⊱ Writer from Michigan, USA. 22 yrs old, Taurus.
⊱ I'm always looking for D&D players to play a group with me.
⊱ Taking art trades & commissions - maybe requests.
⊱ Massive LOTR, D&D and Percy Jackson nerd.
⊱ I will post none of my original work here, only my fanfictions.
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WFTC141 Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2018
Thanks for the WATCH
xSticky-Honeyx Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2018  Student General Artist
I'm deeply sorry but I will have to back out of the art trade.
I just can't get myself to draw more arcana right now and I don't want you to have to keep waiting on me. So you may have to just delete the story you wrote.
Once again I'm deeply sorry.
Taurrigan Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2018  New Deviant Professional Writer
It's okay, I understand. :)
xSticky-Honeyx Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2018  Student General Artist
Thank you for understanding
RomyvdHel-Art Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you kindly for the watch!!
Taurrigan Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2018  New Deviant Professional Writer
Lisu166 Featured By Owner Aug 28, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
                Hey ^^ 
   Thank you for Watch, really appreciate it.
    Hope you have a nice day.
Taurrigan Featured By Owner Aug 28, 2018  New Deviant Professional Writer
Of course! Same to you.  
Thank you very much for the watch! And welcome to Deviant Art! Feel free to shoot questions you might have my way! ;)
Taurrigan Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2018  New Deviant Professional Writer
XD I'm actually a vetern on here, just needed a fresh start but thanks so much! I love your work. 
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