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Dragon Light -- XaxonaSix days ago, the act of Murder single-handedly turned the people of Endola to panic and despair. Although Endola was a peaceful world as a whole, the act of murder was not uncommon and was considered a heinous crime. Had the victim been anyone but a High Priestess, more specifically L`Luen of the West, the people of Endola might not have cared much. L`Luen's life aided in maintaining the world's energy balance and without the Great Oracle, Endola would surely sink into a chaotic imbalance and then substantially weaken.
It was unclear exactly who the wretched killer was, but rumors spoke of a dark creature with bladed fingers and searing, gold eyes. The murderer had savagely skewered the Oracle through her heart after tearing through several of her personal Nursemaids. As always, there were two Dragon Warriors guarding the entrance to the Oracle's Temple, where High Priestess L`Luen resided, but they were seemingly no match for the evil force that blew through the temple with its viole
A wind story -- ElazrathDo you know why youre here? A young females voice broke the silence of the still air.
No. The defiant voice of a man replied. He knelt clutching an injury on his chest tightly with an arm bound in ragged, bloody bandages. Tell me what I am doing here.
It seems I gave you too much credit assuming you would know why you are so important. The female replied harshly. She let down a slender hand and caressed the mans rough face. It is because this world is on the brink of destruction that you are here. This land you call home is torn to pieces. A feint glimmer of a smile reached across her lips. Your family
You leave my family out of this! The man shouted, startling the woman. You dont think I know this land is in peril? This war has torn my family in tw
Chapter 1 -- transparent-colorChapter One
The light of the full moon reflected in the water, as a girl meandered along, following the creek. Her mind was streaming with ideas and thoughts; she was in such disbelief of what had just happened. She knew the farmer would be in a horrid state when he found out she was missing. She tossed the thought aside and kept walking. She didnt know where she was going, but knew anywhere was better than her old home with the farmer.
Sydney could definitely say her life was not a picnic in the park. There was only a handful of her kind left. Humans just werent popular to come by anymore, and anyone who did see one snatched them up like there was no tomorrow. This world was falling apart. Everyone was turning on each other, no matter who it was: best friends to a complete stranger. No one could be trusted.
WWC 2 - ItamiAssassianEven after only a few hundred years, which in the grand scheme of time is less than a second, the gods Seyd and Asher realized that eternity was a very, very long time. But for those hundred years, and more than a thousand years, they chose to be content with each other's company. However, eventually, even Asher who was very laid back and what one may even call lazy began to become restless.
"Seyd?" Asher flicked his long, forked tongue in Seyd's ear. The two had been lounging in one of Asher's many rooms, all of which he had stuffed with pillows of multiple size and shape. Their two tails, for both had taken on the form of a naga, were intertwined and until that moment Asher's head had found refuge on Seyd's chest.
"Mmm... Asher quit it." Mumbled Seyd, half-heartedly pushing Asher's head away. It was seldom that he was as tired a
WWC 1 - ItamiAssassianHe reached out and tried to grab Seyd's hand as he slipped farther and farther down the cliff, "Seyd!"
The silver-haired man tried to scramble up the cliff, but it was obvious he wouldn't make it. He eventually found a hold and stayed there, "Asher," His silver eyes gazed into the other's copper ones, "Don't worry, you'll find me again."
"You'll find me, Asher." He let go.
Asher stood at the edge of the great dessert land of Soriki, ruled by the scorpion lord Soren. He observed the miles and miles of sand. "Seyd... Please be here."
At the beginning of time, the great mother earth and father time gave up all of their life
Sunshine and Rain -- bekkiaChapter One: Dust and Ruins
Harsh rays of the brilliant noon-day sun beat down upon the decaying relics of a once great civilization. Shining waves of heat radiated up from the parched asphalt, making the whole scene seem like a mirage. The stench of melting tar seeped up from the black surface of the pavement that stretched through the wasteland.
Traveling down this forgotten road, full of cracks and overgrown with weeds, was a girl whose long auburn hair was woven into two braids that draped down her chest. She held in her hand, wadded into a ball, a jacket that matched her pants: blue and green with white piping along the seams. On its shoulder, an insignia with the letters T.E.S.A. superimposed over a globe.
It was too hot, but then again, she had never been anywhere on Earth but New York City. Even her plain
Trickery -- HaisoThe security guard watched as the last of the guests left the museum. As he watched, he saw a woman with dark brown hair running toward the exit. Her hair flowed elegantly behind her as she ran. She slid across the floor, and tumbled, falling before him.
He reached down to help her up, and she used him to stand. He looked in her eyes, a dark auburn, much like her hair. She stood slightly shorter than him, perhaps five foot seven.
"Thank you,' she whispered the words.
She walked toward the door, and out of his sight.
He watched the rest of the visitors then made his nightly rounds through the museum. As he neared the end of his search, an alarm rang throughout the building. He checked the alarm system on the wall. It was coming from the art gallery.
He ran across the entire museum
A Storm of Lies - bekkiaThe skies were cloudless, a pristine azure blue; only the beauty of the sapphire waves could compare. The clement breeze wrapped the small merchant sloop in tropical salt air. Lillie stood on deck, immersed in the beauty of the vast, expansive ocean. She watched little, grey dolphins play before the ships bow and wished she could stay at sea, in this serene moment forever.
The wind rustled through her long, silky blonde hair, reminding her how much she loved the freedom of the open ocean. She wished to express the same liberty by removing her corset, but knew it was not proper. Maybe if she had been something other than a rich merchants daughter, she would be able to experience this certain freedom more often. That was why she decided to make this voyage in the first place; she was betrothed to some Captain in the Navy, who meant so little to her she could not even remember his name. Unfortunately, they were to be wed on the spot wh
Things Fall Apart - tickticcanOkonkwo was deeply grieved. And it was not just a personal grief. He mourned for the clan, which he saw breaking up and falling apart, and he mourned for the warlike men of Umuofia, who had so unaccountably become soft like women.
At last war would be decided on! Today was Okonkwos day. All the men of Umuofia met in the marketplace to wage war on the white missionaries. If it meant killing their brothers as well, so be it. If their brothers had joined the white men then were they truly the sons of Umuofia any longer?
As the men chanted and roared for blood, a messenger came to stop the unruly behaviour of the men. When Okonkwo saw his enemy he was unable to control himself. He unsheathed his machete and killed the white man where he stood. Okonkwos brothers were upset by his actions. He would not stay with these women any longer, Okonkwo decided. Since when was slaughtering an enemy the wrong action to take? Oko