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Brirabeth: Ep4 - Lair of the flaming breathScroll IV
Lair of the flaming breath
Erion had a strong feeling his final battle was nigh once he heard Lord Rithedir describe Deadeye, the dragon of Mount Scaleburn. He was unsure if he was ready to face the vicious dragon. Erion did not want to sacrifice himself, yet knew he would be looked up to among the peoples of Brirabeth if he succeeded in killing Deadeye. This was the most powerful creature Erion was ever to face, and it was hard for him to acknowledge this. But nevertheless, he had to take the task.
The next morning, the company was leaving Casthor, to head off to Mount Scaleburn and recover the Dragonstone. As they strolled away from the keep, Erion noticed Rithedir on the balcony. “Farewell, Erion!” Rithedir exclaimed. “I pray that you return alive!”
Erion waved back. “Don't worry! I’ll be fine!”
But as Erion said this, he still felt worry. “I mustn't stand down. I mustn’t stand
Warhymns: Red Ardesch
We protect the oppressed: we free them from terror.
We bring justice to the downtrodden: their foes pay with their own blood.
They come; the bigots of the world persecute our folk,
They seek our total annihilation for their twisted laws.
No! That is enough! That is enough injustice
Against the weak, the poor, and the miserable;
Turned away from kith, kin, and livelihood,
They are mocked and scorned by all.
Their enemies thirst for their blood, yet avoid them for their “filth”,
When it is THEY who defile the earth with THEIR existence and hate!
Their hate is naught against OUR hatred,
For we shall destroy them all and their devices!
Family, faith, tradition, rules, cisheterosexism, ableism;
Those are the toys the masters use
To destroy us, the “deviants and heretics all”:
To Aduann’s pits with these! Kill them and their bonds!
Spirits are but a lie of those masters,
But if they were true, let our souls
Nevermore XXVI“As it is, you will easily perceive that I am one of the many uncounted victims of the Imp of the Perverse.”
“What should I call you, anyway?” Andre asked the imp as he walked home that night. He was tired and he was dirty. Even though he’d taken a shower that morning, he couldn’t wait to get in again to wash away the sweat and dust that clung to his face and arms.
“I’ve told you what I am called,” the imp’s voice replied in his head.
“I can’t call you Imp of the Perverse all the time,” the teen stated. “Don’t you have a shorter name?”
“Some have referred to me simply as Imp. Others have called me demon.”
“Are you a demon?”
“One could argue.”
Andre wasn’t sure how to take that, so he d
Zombies Are RealTo remember anything for what it is feels like carrying my wounds in a holster; weaponizing it against my self-respect.
There is no gun to jump, no lead to swallow, no heart-to-heart, nothing relatable to mock or pounce-on for the one consolation we find through dispirited solidarity & surface-level self-help philosophy – just an empty feeling that leaks out for things to slip when they step on or step over it however big or small their shoes are & feel.
A little bit more leaks out of my mind every day, but my heart keeps pumping the embarrassment & futile affirmations of life’s excess. I guess that’s why the days pass as wearily as the years, but it only feels like centuries so I guess it’s okay.
Shooting oneself through the heart every time you need to die a little to move-on from each & every nascent smile to oblivion seems better kept in the middle than beneath the gut-feelings of loss or above the skull-crushing migraines of life-affirma
Rinnarit English termsThe Rinnarit Republic uses the British spelling for its own variant of English, and it is usually written in Cyrillic letters. Due to the dictator Ivan York's policies that favour Greek influences in his state church or his dislike of the Roman Empire, many words in English were replaced either with awkward loans from the Greek language (the language of his state church), or with Germanic words that were already used by nearby locals. In the latter years of the Republic's existence, this vocabulary has been displaced by reintroduced Latin words to make communication easier with other countries.
Esperanto in the Rinnarit Republic is mainly used to communicate with foreigners (similar to English being used in Norway and Russia), but it is also influenced by Greek vocabulary.
Norge - Norway (the York Dynasty's ancestral country)Norsk - NorwegianSverike - SwedenSvensk, Sverish - SwedishHellenic - GreekHellene - a Greek personHellas - GreeceOinotria, Oinotry, Notry
Impressions of 'The Brilliant and Forever'A First Impression
It is, first and foremost, just so nobody's confused, a story made up of a multitude of other stories. This lends credence to the author as each story within the story is written by a different character, so it possesses a different personality and perspective. However, there is also something a little self-aggrandising in this, as each story is then critiqued by the main character, either singing its praises or not, when, in reality, each and every story within the story is written by the author of the book.
What I find most disappointing is that these stories make up the majority of the whole when I was finding myself perfectly engrossed in the life and thoughts of the unnamed lead. What would've been preferable is if, for the Brilliant & Forever contest, the interior stories of the three mains had been told, the others left out, the winner (whomever) chosen, and the rest of the book been about the life and thoughts of the main as they adju