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Spine scares a kidSpine walks frustratedly along the path in the park. He had been sure that getting out of the house would be a way to alleviate the stress that Rabbit had been placing him under, but Rabbit’s insistence in coming along had rendered any possibility of peace impossible. With his fedora tipped low over his bright green eyes and steam venting frustratedly from his cheeks, he tries to ignore his older brother’s presence.
Rabbit had taken to throwing a ball at his back intermittently as they walked in an attempt to get him to ‘lighten up’. On the contrary Spine was becoming angrier and angrier with each ‘thump’
Powerless - Chapter 06Where's Jack?
Ever since the incident with the nightmare king the Guardians had grown closer to each other. Jack specially. He was the one that grew closer to them all. After all now he had a whole new family. And he liked it. After being alone for so long all by himself he really enjoyed having people around that he could count and rely on.
He started visiting each one of them at least once a week. He even liked spending time with Bunny, but most of the times it would end up with Jack flying away with Bunny, a very angry Bunny, chasing after him behind with his boomerang on his hand ready to strike.
He visited all the Guardians. First on
- RIP -I was never able to rest in peace. The earth isn’t so quiet as you might think, see; it’s full of hidden life, creatures with no legs, many legs, things that scurry and bury and squirm and churn. They find your flesh like bees to honey, and they never sleep, never settle, pulling you into their grotesque celebrations and never letting you leave. One would have to sleep like the dead to get a good night of rest there.
I could hear them in my head when I slept, insects tapping to each other, scratching in titbits of some secret code, etchings on the inside of my skull. Rude, intrusive beasts, they were. They flooded my ears and nose and mouth, filled every opening they could find, and still it wasn’t enough; their bites were painful as they tore away my skin, but I couldn’t do anything to sway them, my muscles stiff and bones locked. They filled my flesh and reduced the delicate architecture of my body to a festering, writhing mess; I was a crumbled palace, forgot
Powerless - Chapter 05The ambulance took Jack to the nearest hospital, which wasn't far from where the call had been made. The ride only lasted for a good 15 minutes. The paramedics did everything they could on the way. They never noticed that Jack's hair was now darker. The brown color was now about to reach the tip of his hair.
As soon as the ambulance made a stop in front of the hospital, it's back doors flung open and the two paramedics rushed inside with the stretcher. As soon as they entered the building, other doctors that were around went to them and helped them.
One of those doctors took a pair of scissors and made a cut from the bottom to the top of Ja
What Has to be DoneZee sat curled into the corner of the couch, lost in her thoughts again. It seemed like she -always- was, these days. If it wasn't her own self-conscious bashing her confidence and self-worth into even smaller pieces, it was the twisted memories leaving her feeling broken and empty. If it wasn't the memories, it was her worries, tearing her apart with guilt, fear and indecision.
She thought of Tillivan.. The fact he was still out there somewhere, waiting for the next time he could attempt to break her spirits down again. As if they could get any farther down.. She thought of Undertow, and the fact that he was after Cerzz, who had all but disappeared from her life.. Just like everyone always did.. She was tempted more than once to seek her 'sister' out at the Citadel.. But if Cerzz was avoiding coming to Sennon to see her, she wouldn't want to push that.. Cerzz had likely just realized what a mess Zee truly was, and decided she wanted out.. Zee couldn't blame her..
As always, Zee's thou
Texts From Last Night Prompt 97(248):
On a scale of zero to "unmitigated disaster," how drunk is he?
"So, honestly," Wren asked, partially out of curiosity and partially to fill the awkward silences that usually came up whenever Martel turned Caleb into Caleia for whatever reasons the Goddess had, "on a scale of zero to 'unmitigated disaster'... how drunk is Gabriel right now?"
The redheaded angel blinked slowly at him, her face with that neutral expression Wren hated to see because it reminded him of the flawed perfect neutrality that had caused so much suffering for everyone. She then turned her head to gaze out from the patio of the Starbucks they stopped at for coff
Lodowy Plomien - WstepW tych ciężkich czasach rodziło się niewiele dzieci. Mimo że wojna już dawno zakończyła, nadal panował głód, strach i ból. Najciężej żyło się elfom, które nie wróciły podczas wojny do swojej ojczyzny – Issin. Te delikatne i wdzięczne istoty zostały skazane na niewolniczą pracę w kopalniach od świtu do późnej pilnowane przez Ory i gobliny, które zbratały się z nowym, samozwańczym władcą nazywanym potajemnie uzurpatorem dyktatorem.
Elfy, które umknę
Shades of the Conquerori.
It began and ended with blood, as many lives do. He was born red twice over: red-faced from lack of air, as he bawled aloud without pause for breath, and red all down his body from his mother's birth-blood.
He began as any child does, with strawberry-stained fingers, and cherry juice dribbling darkly down his chin; but in time he grew to crave danger over sweetness. He loved roses for their thorns and redcurrants for their bite. He scorned the blandness of yew-berries, but found great pleasure in stripping the flesh from their seeds all the same, knowing it was death that passed so delicately between his teeth.
The sword was meant for h
The Forsaken ChildrenThe sudden scream had Caleb out of his seat and running in the direction it came from before he was fully aware of what he'd just done. The Archives mainframe was already crunching the data and reporting to him what was going on, but he already knew that whatever it was wasn't good.
Gabriel's signal had suddenly gone haywire.
Caleb burst into the common area, standing in the doorway as he quickly scanned the room to assess the situation.
Catherine looked up at him in a tearful panic from where she knelt on the floor. Nearby her were Ladawna and Neveah, both of whom were struggling to keep Gabriel still.
Gabriel was flat on his back on the
Talk of the Queen"I have no idea what possessed Albert to marry that hussy Talphenia," said Lady Hilda of Little Fold.
Lady Hilda and Dame Salvia were sipping mead in Hilda's castle while their husbands were out hunting in the forest. Lady Hilda was baroness and liege lady of Little Fold, the smallest, but also the proudest fold of Foldland.
"You know I visited Talphenia in her castle at Copper Fold once," continued Hilda. "She made me take off my shoes and walk about in my hose just to keep her precious carpets clean!"
"Yes, Aunt Hilda. She did the same thing when we Dawn Guard wives were invited to the royal castle. Still, we were impressed with the beau
.: She Lived :. She lived in a world where thoughts floated like paper, tossed carelessly into an arcing, ochre sky; where air currents brought her whispered news of times past, of the present, of things to come, and things never to be. She could read lowered eyes, and drumming fingers, clenched toes and curved lips, pounding rain and drifting snow, hail and lightning and sunbeams. I never had to say anything outright, she always felt it.
Or maybe she was told.
I dismissed it as modesty; I thought the Earth spoke to no one.
She’d gaze out at the waves of our hometown and frown – they were churning, her stomach was too, she was expecting the
The 2P Queen x readerThe 2P Queen
I walked the glass scattered road. My bare feet feeling ever crack of glass as my eeight snaps them. Houses on either side of me are empty shells. I gazed around the grey area searching for a sign of life. Back home my mother and father had told me to wait in the basement. That basement had been my room all my life. Not wanting to anger them I hid under my blankets. They're already mean without my help. The scars that scattered my back, legs and arms proved that. I heard screaming and hard thuds as something hit the floor. I walked out of my room and gazed into their lifeless eyes, the men would had done this deed already gone.
50 Sentences - Equestria Edition 21. Meet
The council of rulers and their seconds couldn't tell whether to be impressed or unsettled by the fact that Celestia and Luna's seconds radiated equal power to the Princesses; the meeting remained tipped in Equestria's favor.
"No, I ain't done yet, Gabriel; I told ya not to be burning through parts afore I can get replacements for ya," Apple Bloom scolded as she rummaged through her toolbox for the next best thing.
The hospitals were just beginning to get a bit crowded before Caleb could finally step in and tell Gabriel that the phrase 'break a leg' was not open to interpretation.
One way to keep
Showmanship"Bravo! Bravo I say!"
"Again! Again, that was amazing!"
The loud applause beat about the room from the standing, cheering audience as the dancer-jester twirled around in a half-bow-half-dance motion which dizzied his watchers slightly.
Roses and other, more exotic blooms were tossed to him and he gave a sweet laugh from behind his gilded, gaudy full-face masque, at once quiet and loud enough to carry over the raucous cheering. Deftly, he caught each and every flower as it fell, gathering them into two massive bouquets, one in each hand. After the last flower was caught, he stepped slowly back about ten pa
Its such a beautiful simple word, dont you think?
As you read the word
I guarantee you,
Your perfect partner will just enter your thoughts
Hes was tall.
I had to stand on tippy-toes to kiss his inviting lips!
He had the most jet black silky hair.
How I loved to curl his hair around my finger!
He had such come-to-bed eyes.
That turned out to be full of empty promises and deep, dark lies!
He had the most dazzling smile.
That captured my heart from the first second I saw him!
He had the gentlest ways of touching me.
That turned out to be given under false pretences!
Unplanned StoppoverCaor decided that as sorry sights went, a wet phoenix ranked pretty high. The specimen on his windowsill was soaked so badly its feathers had turned black, and puffed up to wait out the rain. The metal capsule on one long leg identified it as a messenger bird, and the fact that it had been employed during the rainy season identified its owner as someone with more pride than sense.
After spilling a handful of grains next to his uninvited guest, Caor went to the serious business of speculating who might have sent this bird to whom, and what it might be carrying. Deciding that it might be profitable to know, he caught the bird - who twisted its
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