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Status of the Kingdom- Pt. 1
Along the stretching stone corridors flew the chimes of the evening bells. Each note carried quite clearly from one end of the castle to the other; aided on by the many rounded hallways carefully constructed for this very purpose. The rebounding sound startled many of the birds who tended to hide in any warm, unattended place to build their nests away from the typically chilly outside air. Some resisted and firmly refused to give up their roost against the ever present chiming for they had become accustomed to this particular clamor. Yet today even those battle-hardened birds took flight at the arrival of another echoing uproar; this one quite unfamiliar to any of them.
"Do your masters still feel the need to change the customs every time one of us visits their fine court? I surrendered my armor to you out of respect for the Four Lords. My right hand blade I surrendered as a sign of fealty and trust, a sign the Knights have always freely given to those we share this country with. Yet n
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 4)
“What?!” I cried in surprise. “Your family is coming here?”
“Yes.” Yumi giggled. “Of course they will.” I shuddered a little at the thought of more of Yumi’s kind coming to this planet. What if they were discovered? Yumi didn’t seem to realize what a huge deal it was for an alien to arrive on earth in this way. A whole family of them showing up could cause a lot of trouble and it would be a lot harder to cover up.
“When are they coming?” I asked.
“Uncertain…they need a means to get here first.” She whispered, depression in her voice. She walked to my bedroom and took a seat on the bed, her tail coiling around her and resting on her knee like a pillow that the could rest her elbows on. I followed her in and crossed my arms.
“Wait, then how did you get here? Did it have something to do with that I heard on my way here?”
“Yes!” Yumi exclaimed. “You saw where the object
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - PROLOGUE “Ow…” Ant slowly lifted a hand to his forehead. As soon as he made contact, a sharp pain shot through his head. “OW.” He scowled and opened his eyes. He was looking up at what seemed to be the sky, but everything was blurry. Everything around him seemed to be tinted a pure white color. He blinked several and his vision began to clear.
“Oh god… What the hell happened…?” He placed his hands on the ground on either side of him and lifted himself up into a sitting position. As he did, he felt an unnatural feeling on his back. It felt like he had an uncomfortable weight placed on his shoulders and upper back. He shook his head lightly and rolled his shoulders, but the feeling didn’t go away.
He glanced behind him. His eyes widened. H
Thalia's Tale - Chapter Sixteen - A New Enemy "Name and Profession." The Captain stated dully.
"Thalia Kal." Thalia replied. "Skylord."
A teen near the back of the crowd raised an eyebrow. The Captain's eyes narrowed. "A what?" He demanded.
Kevin and Logan exchanged nervous glances as Thalia nodded, holding her ground. "A Skylord." She comfirmed. She bowed her head respectfully. "Skylord Kal, at your service."
"I couldn't care less what your name is! As long as it starts with Skylord, I won't have you on my ship!" The Captain shouted. "Go fly off somewhere else!"
"My ship crashed nearby." Thalia replied. "I've got to get back to Skyhold somehow, and I've got no other choice."
"I'll not be having your kind aboard my ship!" The Captain barked. "Now get off before I make you get off."
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - Chapter One The night was heavy with activity in the old fashioned Chinese town of Gudang. Although it was well past midnight, people were up and about as though it were midday. Rain shot out of the sky, thunder sounding loudly several times a minute. People bustled down the streets all talking loudly, hurrying to get out of the rain. They all tried to speak above the loud clatter of carts and rain and thunder, all talking in Chinese.
One man, however, remained totally silent as he trudged through the mud. His face was covered by a black cowl, the cloak wrapped tightly around him to shield him both from the rain and from view. He walked down the road with his head hidden until he came to an old inn and walked quickly inside. The plaque above the door read, ‘The Green Harper’.
He walked in to heavy clamor. Men laughing and d
Thalia's Tale - Chapter Seventeen - Sacrifice “Oi! Wasn’t one of you a Minstrel?” One of the crewmembers shouted.
Kevin winced into his mug, then set it down and turned to face the rest of the room with a fake smile. “That’d be me.” He said.
“Then play us a tune!” The crewmember said. The rest of the crew gave their agreements in unison.
“Yeah, Kevin.” Jack smirked. “Play us a tune.”
Kevin shot a glare at him before taking his mandolin off from where it was strapped to his back. “Alright.” He said. “Any requests?”
“I’ve got one!” A girl member said. “How about ‘If This Were a Movie?”
Kevin thought for a moment. “I’ve got to sing for that…” He said.
Sonic Freebound Episode 1: Prt 1
Episode 1: Re-Launch
Ext. The Earth – Day
In the vast black emptiness of this corner of the galaxy The Earth is an island of color and life. Blue and green mingle beneath roving banks of white clouds and the population centers of humanity glimmer like terrestrial stars.
Then there’s a brighter light; blinding.
Then another. And another.
The clouds light as if lightning storms the size of nations are brewing beneath.
A shadow falls across the planet and we see it.
An enormous red and black warship clearly of alien design descends from the void, viewports glowing with a sickly green-yellow light. Periodic blasts of energy leap from its base, ripping through the clouds and raining upon the world below.
Smaller ships swarm around it like insects defending their hive.
The ship is easily the size of Texas by itself. The smaller fighters are practically invisible as the scope expands to encompass its full, looming immensity. Even comparatively
Amna - ProloguePrologue; Evaluation of Amna.
Overthinking. Overthinking? Overthinking. It's what I usually do in my spare time. Which is... All the time. I can't remember the last time I've seen another being, it's been ages. My hair is long now, it goes down to my knees. I've never let it go past the tips of my long ears before, but I suppose being locked up in this dark world took my mind away from my hair. I don't know how long I've been locked away in here... here in which I believe is some sort of library. There are lots of books, books with stories all thought up by others. Stories.. Myths and legends.. Or reports and truths?
It's strange, it's strange I've yet to run out of resources that allow me to live. There is always clean water in the fountain, there is always bread and some type of meat in the lounge. It appears every time I sleep, I've tried to stay awake to see if someone is sneaking it, b
Every Breath You Take || Ch.3 "Unnnhh..heh. Yah." Sam replied, unable to stop staring at the tiny girl standing on the desk. A half smile pushed onto his face. "I-its fine. We got more than enough food for guests."
Dean rolled his eyes, knowing that his brother was likely still in a stupor and only finally understanding what he was seeing. He probably doesn't realize he's got his stupid smile on.
But as Dean's green eyes went back to Claire, he noticed that she was more relaxed than he thought she'd be. A frown twitched at the edge of his mouth. He never got why people fell for his brother's dopey, lost, and loveable puppy side. Most of the time it wasn't an act either, and vics would fall right for it and spill their guts like teenagers stopping at confession after spring break. Whatever. If it keeps Claire calm...Then..fine.
He saw his brothers mouth open, probably about to ask her about the attack....or if she wants him to
Oh No Sally 15 : by Dru(For Scott_R)
Bill had prepared himself for the meeting this morning as best he could. The new offices of The O Girl Foundation had been completed, and it was time for Sally to come in and see what her billions had bought. He hadn't seen her for a few days, not since watching the astounding spectacle she made of herself crushing the will of the protestors with a display of sexual power that had been the topic of news headlines around the globe. Since taking up her badge she had not stopped proving herself worthy of it.
As much as he had prepared himself, when Sally calmly entered the polished marble conference room his jaw dropped open. She seemed a little shorter than the last he had been in her presence, but the aura of power around her had somehow intensified. She was a vision of contentment, the smallest hint of a smile playing constantly at the corners of her mouth and her eyes aglow with happiness.
"Good morning, Bill! It's a lovely day, isn't it?"
"Um...it sure is. How do you, u
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mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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