Primal fear grips the boy when Lancelot recites the spell that was cast to claim the life of the griffin; as they stand outside the throne room waiting for the King’s and son’s verdict, the words easily slip off of his tongue – Your secret is safe with me. In that moment, he had thought that he was truly ready to bear the burden the young boy had only just acquired.And in that moment, the tale came alight in the Crystal Cave, precious knowledge preserved exactly as it had been when they first melded into the Cave, ideas frantically set into the crystals by the ancients so that future generations would never forget.(But now they told the f...
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Since he had first shown signs of possessing magic, his mother had warned him to keep it hidden.Merlin made sure to practice his magic in the safe confines of his house. But eventually, he had bragged to Will about being able to fell a tree faster than one could fell a tree with a simple axe. Will, unknowingly accepting the impossible challenge with the warlock, thought he would never lose. Of course Merlin had won. Will thought the glow in Merlin’s eyes was amazing, but all Merlin could feel was the burn of the light in his eyes and the prickle of his magic as the tree fell down upon Mr. Simmons’ legs. Mother was right. I shouldn’t...
And in the Darkness, Bind Them by TheRedNeckercheif, literature
Literature
And in the Darkness, Bind Them
-------- …running through the woods. The dragon’s sharp eyes, dark and brooding, dig deeply into his back. He’s running, always running, dodging tree by tree. Sweat drips from his brow, his calf muscles burn. He trips over a branch, knees buckling and hands colliding with twigs, and pauses for a second, just a second, breathing, just breathing… ----------In his sleep, Arthur tenderly embraces Gwen and presses his nose against her soft brown curly hair, inhaling her sweet lavender perfume. A quaint, warm smile slowly grows upon Gwen’s dreaming face. Yet neither notices the long, forgotten dead fire and the coldness which spreads throu...
I met you before you knew me. I hadn’t thought I’d seen you before then, before you moved into our little village in the woods. But those dreams keep coming back to me, the ones I whispered to you when you were sleeping in that neat white bed and I know that we existed.You were in the library fumbling through papers when I first saw you, and your earrings and eyes sparkled in the morning’s soft light. Emeralds you chose to wear - they match your lovely eyes. One of those old-fashioned library book cards fell onto the wooden floor and I politely picked it up and hurriedly scrawled a little note onto the card before giving returning it to yo...
And in the Darkness, Bind Them by TheRedNeckercheif, literature
Literature
And in the Darkness, Bind Them
-------- …running through the woods. The dragon’s sharp eyes, dark and brooding, dig deeply into his back. He’s running, always running, dodging tree by tree. Sweat drips from his brow, his calf muscles burn. He trips over a branch, knees buckling and hands colliding with twigs, and pauses for a second, just a second, breathing, just breathing… ----------In his sleep, Arthur tenderly embraces Gwen and presses his nose against her soft brown curly hair, inhaling her sweet lavender perfume. A quaint, warm smile slowly grows upon Gwen’s dreaming face. Yet neither notices the long, forgotten dead fire and the coldness which spreads throu...
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