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Felarya belongs to
All characters are mine. ]]>
Having lived his entire life in Felarya, Kai knew the world to be one without mercy, but the mountain seemed especially so. The snowflakes constantly pushed against him like a wave and buzzed around his head like tiny bees. The thickness of the whirling cold left him unable to see not more tha ]]>
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Felarya belongs to
All characters are mine. ]]> http://mystic-tir-na-nog.deviantart.com/art/Chapter-5-Part-1-372864953 http://mystic-tir-na-nog.deviantart.com/art/Chapter-5-Part-1-372864953 Mon, 20 May 2013 18:21:53 PDT Chapter 5 Part 1 nonadult literature/characters/scifi/settings Mystic-Tir-na-nOg http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/mystic-tir-na-nog.gif?1 Copyright 2013 ~Mystic-Tir-na-nOg

Here are the previous chapters:

Chapter 1 part 1: [link]
Chapter 1 part 2: [link]
Chapter 2 part 1: [link]
Chapter 2 part 2: [link]
Chapter 3: [link]
Chapter 4 part 1: [link] ]]>         He now paced impatiently around his room trying to make himself believe Ygerna was dead and not the queen of Ethurus. Almost from the start of Ygerna first meeting Vaeassen, she knew who he was but he found it hard t ]]>

Here are the previous chapters:

Chapter 1 part 1: [link]
Chapter 1 part 2: [link]
Chapter 2 part 1: [link]
Chapter 2 part 2: [link]
Chapter 3: [link]
Chapter 4 part 1: [link] ]]> http://tomthecat777.deviantart.com/art/Acceptance-372691243 http://tomthecat777.deviantart.com/art/Acceptance-372691243 Sun, 19 May 2013 21:22:30 PDT Acceptance nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Tomthecat777 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/o/tomthecat777.png?2 Copyright 2013 ~Tomthecat777 ]]> -------- Alex saw this boy who was shattered. His very soul mourned in sadness. Physically he was pristine, mentally he was beaten and scarred. He saw the blood on his shirt, it made him think of what he had done just moments ago. It played repeatedl ]]> ]]> http://brothejr.deviantart.com/art/Leoster-and-the-Tooth-of-Ishtar-Part-1-372932690 http://brothejr.deviantart.com/art/Leoster-and-the-Tooth-of-Ishtar-Part-1-372932690 Tue, 21 May 2013 05:16:47 PDT Leoster and the Tooth of Ishtar, Part 1 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory brothejr http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/r/brothejr.gif Copyright 2013 *brothejr [link] and The Sea Caper [link]. Leoster and Ethe embark on a dangerous mission into the desert to retrieve the tooth of Ishtar. In this story they will encounter new enemies and will gain a new member of their group. ]]> By
Jonathan Brothers

Note to the reader: This story is based off of some D&D homebrew content.  This includes the idea that there are only chromatic dragons, no metallic dragons.  Along with this, these dragons are split along the lines of evil/neutral and good/neutral.  On top of that, over a thousand years ago the different dragon clans signed a dragon non-aggression treaty.  This treaty means that no dragon will attack another nor will they help the lesser beings with their wars.  While the dragon on dragon fights have essentially ended due to a sort of mutually assured destruction between each othe ]]> [link] and The Sea Caper [link]. Leoster and Ethe embark on a dangerous mission into the desert to retrieve the tooth of Ishtar. In this story they will encounter new enemies and will gain a new member of their group. ]]> http://celestialhost.deviantart.com/art/The-Princess-of-Power-346030512 http://celestialhost.deviantart.com/art/The-Princess-of-Power-346030512 Tue, 01 Jan 2013 04:44:21 PST The Princess of Power nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory Celestialhost http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/e/celestialhost.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 *Celestialhost
"And your armies put down the Orc sorcerer Gruzablu and his minions?" asked Tirarna.

"Yes, after they had ravaged two dwarf kingdoms," replied Zashariel.

A figure came running across the dining hall toward the two inmates.

It was a young woman, with long blonde hair streaming behind her. She was dressed in a white dress that had been made in the VielsDen Keep workshop. Inmates were permitted to wear their own clothes, but most found it convenient to wear the dresses provided by the ]]> http://gerberc.deviantart.com/art/Dream-Castle-372713485 http://gerberc.deviantart.com/art/Dream-Castle-372713485 Mon, 20 May 2013 01:18:24 PDT Dream Castle nonadult digitalart/3d/scenes/fantasy gerberc http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/g/e/gerberc.png?1 Copyright 2013 *gerberc

]]> http://bccreativity.deviantart.com/journal/The-Old-Claymore-372617605 http://bccreativity.deviantart.com/journal/The-Old-Claymore-372617605 Sun, 19 May 2013 14:17:56 PDT The Old Claymore nonadult journals/personal BCcreativity http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/c/bccreativity.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~BCcreativity The Old Claymore belonged to a young lad known as Hilt. He lived in the foothills of the countryside north of the most dominate clan in the region.
He was a shy fellow with only a father and two older sisters. His mother had passed at his birth, but had left him her fathers' hammer. Her family was known for their skills of smithing.
He grew up to be one of the most skillful smithies of his time. He had skillfully created the weapons of clan leaders from far and wide.
None told of the origin of their mighty swords that led them into battle ]]> http://ascendantliche.deviantart.com/art/Showmanship-372596664 http://ascendantliche.deviantart.com/art/Showmanship-372596664 Sun, 19 May 2013 12:47:12 PDT Showmanship nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/flashfic AscendantLiche http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/s/ascendantliche.jpg?4 Copyright 2013 ~AscendantLiche Think of this as a literary doodle.

I wrote this to illustrate the vicious nature of the Empire, where anyone can be an enemy. The setting is somewhere akin to an opera house, though smaller due to the fact the assassinated noble was just a minor baron or something.
Also it served to help me expand on the mad Carnival God, whose servants are as deadly as the Midnight Whispers, and utterly insane. Due to this insanity, they are highly unpredictable. However, all of them have permanently dyed their skin on their faces (at the least) black and white in some sort of bizarre pattern.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.
Feedback would be highly appreciated. ]]> "Encore!"
"Positively glorious!"
"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 ]]> Think of this as a literary doodle.

I wrote this to illustrate the vicious nature of the Empire, where anyone can be an enemy. The setting is somewhere akin to an opera house, though smaller due to the fact the assassinated noble was just a minor baron or something.
Also it served to help me expand on the mad Carnival God, whose servants are as deadly as the Midnight Whispers, and utterly insane. Due to this insanity, they are highly unpredictable. However, all of them have permanently dyed their skin on their faces (at the least) black and white in some sort of bizarre pattern.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.
Feedback would be highly appreciated. ]]> http://homeboy8221.deviantart.com/art/Year-One-356016104 http://homeboy8221.deviantart.com/art/Year-One-356016104 Sat, 23 Feb 2013 12:03:12 PST Year One nonadult literature/scripts/monologue/comedy homeboy8221 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/o/homeboy8221.png?1 Copyright 2013 ~homeboy8221 Isis: What are you doing?
Electro: Thinking
Isis: About what?
Electro: You know it’s been about a year since we first met?
Isis: Really? That long? Time must have really flown by since that night.
Electro:  Yea. Who knew the same girl pointing a gun to my face would be some sort of a roommate?
Isis: Probably the same who thought a crazy alien would make a good roommate as well.
Electro: Did you hear that?
Isis shoots him a disgusted look
Electro: Oh yea. I forgot ]]> http://andranetta.deviantart.com/art/The-Rivers-of-My-Homeland-Chapter-I-371077004 http://andranetta.deviantart.com/art/The-Rivers-of-My-Homeland-Chapter-I-371077004 Sun, 12 May 2013 05:46:38 PDT The Rivers of My Homeland - Chapter I nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Andranetta http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/n/andranetta.jpg?3 Copyright 2013 ~Andranetta

I also want to thank everybody who spared some time to read the story and leave a few words of advice. This is my first work which I am submitting here and I am always open for suggestions

Second part [link] ]]>
However, one pleasant memory triggers several bitter ones and I find myself thinking of the desolation and loss.

The chaos and terror which was brought upon our land was something that couldn't be compared to anything I've ever seen. The images of my fallen brethren still haunt my mind when I  try to remember the brighter days. The sceneries and vivid screams would possess me and d ]]>

I also want to thank everybody who spared some time to read the story and leave a few words of advice. This is my first work which I am submitting here and I am always open for suggestions

Second part [link] ]]> http://catwithoutatail.deviantart.com/art/Nightly-Meeting-372321353 http://catwithoutatail.deviantart.com/art/Nightly-Meeting-372321353 Sat, 18 May 2013 06:23:03 PDT Nightly Meeting nonadult literature/characters/scifi/settings Catwithoutatail http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/catwithoutatail.gif?1 Copyright 2013 *Catwithoutatail The species featured here are macaca sylvanus and silurus glanis, both individuals are big for their species, Hercales has a head-body length of 75cm and Gerhard is 3m long. ]]> Strange noises that he was used to listen from a safety of his troop's sanctuary sounded all around him, many times he froze in place to listen to what sounded like a stick been broken near him on the ground or a strange growl that could have been a predator. He was starting to feel paranoid.

After a while he came to a bigge ]]> The species featured here are macaca sylvanus and silurus glanis, both individuals are big for their species, Hercales has a head-body length of 75cm and Gerhard is 3m long. ]]> http://risingphoenix89.deviantart.com/art/Winter-s-Blood-A-Werewolf-Novella-Ch-2-372101907 http://risingphoenix89.deviantart.com/art/Winter-s-Blood-A-Werewolf-Novella-Ch-2-372101907 Thu, 16 May 2013 23:34:36 PDT Winter's Blood: A Werewolf Novella (Ch. 2) nonadult literature/prose/fiction/romantic/teen/intros RisingPhoenix89 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/r/i/risingphoenix89.png?2 Copyright 2013 ~RisingPhoenix89 [link]

Darkness.

Twisted steel.

Patches of blood-soaked snow.

Even after six years, these are the things Michael McGavin sees when he thinks of Christmas. Fragments of memory about a car crash he barely survived, and still sometimes wishes he hadn't. Because he hadn't been alone in the car that night. Abigail Tanner had been his girlfriend, his best friend, and her body had been thrown so far from the crash site that rescuers hadn't been able to find it. On the day of her funeral, Michael buried a piece of his soul with her empty casket. On the sixth anniversary of the crash, Michael returns home to spend Christmas with his family. His one and only hope is that this Christmas passes as quickly and quietly as the others have.

And then a single gunshot changes everything.

Now, with an eerily wolf-like bite mark on his shoulder as proof, Michael finds himself face-to-face with the shocking truth behind his car crash. A truth that will force him to chose between two lives and two kinds of love. Whatever his decision, Michael must make it soon, because he knows what that bite mark means and he has less than two days before his first transformation... ]]>
For once, the first thing I felt when I woke up wasn’t a pulsing emotional ache in my heart.

Instead, I felt two very physical throbbing pains in my stomach and my left shoulder.

A loud groan automatically rumbled up from my throat, even before I could think of opening my eyes. I tried to roll over onto my side and curl up into a ball, and two very different things happened. The pain in my abdomen erupted into a whole new level of intensity, almost completely eclipsing the pain in my shoulder. At the same time, a surprisingly soft, warm hand pressed against my shoulder and gently pushed me back onto my back.

“Hey, ea ]]> [link]

Darkness.

Twisted steel.

Patches of blood-soaked snow.

Even after six years, these are the things Michael McGavin sees when he thinks of Christmas. Fragments of memory about a car crash he barely survived, and still sometimes wishes he hadn't. Because he hadn't been alone in the car that night. Abigail Tanner had been his girlfriend, his best friend, and her body had been thrown so far from the crash site that rescuers hadn't been able to find it. On the day of her funeral, Michael buried a piece of his soul with her empty casket. On the sixth anniversary of the crash, Michael returns home to spend Christmas with his family. His one and only hope is that this Christmas passes as quickly and quietly as the others have.

And then a single gunshot changes everything.

Now, with an eerily wolf-like bite mark on his shoulder as proof, Michael finds himself face-to-face with the shocking truth behind his car crash. A truth that will force him to chose between two lives and two kinds of love. Whatever his decision, Michael must make it soon, because he knows what that bite mark means and he has less than two days before his first transformation...

]]> http://jamaicancrocodile.deviantart.com/art/CI-Ba-8-159595723 http://jamaicancrocodile.deviantart.com/art/CI-Ba-8-159595723 Sun, 04 Apr 2010 20:40:20 PDT CI: Ba - 8 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros jamaicancrocodile http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/a/jamaicancrocodile.png?5 Copyright 2010-2013 *jamaicancrocodile anyone want to guess at who his twin is?

i'm going to like writing van and veronica. ]]> I open my eyes and all of a sudden I am looking at this woman with curly black hair and violet colored eyes as she is straddled over me. Who is this girl?
"Kadash? Are you alright?" she asks, confusion and wonder in her smooth, French accented voice.
I throw her off of me and stand up, my skin healing from whatever she may have done to me. From the scars on my body, she must be a werewolf because only they can penetrate vampire skin.
"Where am I?" I ask
"My home…" she answers like I should know. "Kadash-"
"You are a werewolf, are you not?" I ask, starting to feel violated and compromised.
"Yes…"
I stare at the ]]> anyone want to guess at who his twin is?

i'm going to like writing van and veronica. ]]> http://hetnoodlot.deviantart.com/art/Greed-372036715 http://hetnoodlot.deviantart.com/art/Greed-372036715 Thu, 16 May 2013 15:52:33 PDT Greed nonadult digitalart/paintings/fantasy HetNoodlot http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/hetnoodlot.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~HetNoodlot
Work for #Weekly-Environment Assignment 49 : Treasure Room, and also an execution of a fantasy Indiana Jones-theme idea, that has been brewing in my head.

I spend a right amount of time on this one, and decided it was time to let it go.

I uploaded the full pixel image with download, so you guys can clearly see how the image was built. ]]>
Work for #Weekly-Environment Assignment 49 : Treasure Room, and also an execution of a fantasy Indiana Jones-theme idea, that has been brewing in my head.

I spend a right amount of time on this one, and decided it was time to let it go.

I uploaded the full pixel image with download, so you guys can clearly see how the image was built.

]]> http://soulofthewinter.deviantart.com/art/Ice-Imp-371821299 http://soulofthewinter.deviantart.com/art/Ice-Imp-371821299 Wed, 15 May 2013 13:17:39 PDT Ice Imp nonadult traditional/paintings/fantasy SoulOfTheWinter http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/o/soulofthewinter.jpg?3 Copyright 2013 ~SoulOfTheWinter Sorry I haven't been uploading drawings, my mood was down (back to life!!). This is a painting I have been thinking for long time, but couldn't know which colors I should used. Finally, inspiration came back to me and then.. BOOM! Started the coloring.
This one is special to me because I worked on the Imp's boots, and the strange background lol.



-"Huh?"
Heard some breath, hot as always... Those living things... I hate them. After all, they doomed my life in the glaciers, my family: all gone, and me... Cursed with this necklace. Can't stand it anymore...
-Ummm... Miss?
"I won't answer, I won't answer, I...."
Suddenly I felt a hot touch, burning my head.
-ARGH!!!
I woke up, jumped 10 meters away. Looking at the snowy place, my eyes pointed a strange human. His appearance wasn't like the others I saw.
I tried to speak, but I was really amazed to do so...
He was surprised of that jump.
-Are you ok?
I didn't answer but only stared at him.
-Miss! Can you talk?
-Uh... Hum... I...
-Well, seems you can.- He smiled.
-Are...?-
-What's wrong?-
-Are you human?-
-Oh, no, don't mix them with my kind, I'm a Kroikan, what are you?- He was really curious too.
-I don't know, I just know I can't stand high temperatures, and neither touch living things-
-Are you dead?-
-What?- "I'm absolutely NOT" Heart shouted, not me of course.
-I mean, you said living things... You're alive, and moving like "those things"-
-Oh, I see... So I'm a living thing.- I turned and watched the trees that surrounded the mountains...- But why can't I touch the others?
-Maybe you can, but you can't stand them... Maybe you're afraid of them- He closed his eyes. What was he thinking about?
Anyway, that conclusion totally fit. That's why I never went to many places.
I sat in a giant rock. The Kroikan boy was still meditating... And I was getting bored. "Maybe he's not dangerous at all"
I closed my eyes too. Then mumbled:
-Why are you so silent?
-Oh excuse me, miss, but you seem like a strange creature. Here, in the snowy place of Ik' Lozenn, there are only rabbits, which I'm used to hunt to feed my family.
-Ah, family, I used to have one, I don't know where they are now- Little tears suddenly started to appear in my yellow and soft eyes.
He saw that, painful:
-Miss I'm sorry!!! Don't cry! I... W-wait, don't...- I couldn't stop it then, but after seeing his scared face, I laughed a lot...- Huh? W-what??
-Nothing , your face... heheh, sorry everything is fine.
-Ah, ok- His face turned red- Maybe...
-Yes?- This guy is going reflexive again an I'm getting pissed.
-Maybe you're an imp-
-What is that?- I couldn't think of anything else, my eyes widened.
-A little demon that walks alone in life, but it destroys things, but you're a kind "living thing"-
-Mmmh... Why is it mean?-
-Here, in Ik' Lozenn town, people told me they serve a Malicious great demon. And so, they are controlled by him. Whenever he wants to do something, he calls imps to do as he wishes.
-Oh, I never heard of him, do you think he controls me??-
-Umm, well, no if you haven't heard of him, then he's not controlling you.
-But I like the name of Imp.
-Well- He smiled joyfully- There are many kinds of imps: There are fire ones, tree, cloud, ice...
-Ice! I like it!! It's soft and you can shape it however you want, but it's not tasty.-I looked at it, and moved my feet to amount it.
Looking at him, I smiled evilly, and threw him a snow ball, and he followed my little game. After the snow war, he asked:
-What's your name?
-Name?
-Oh come on, everyone has one, a way to be called.- He laughed.
-Well, then tell me yours!!- angrily, I snorted
With a serious sight but smiling, he answered:
-I'm Klein.
-Klein? Klein, Klein... Sounds cute, tee-hee.
-What about Aylen?-
- WHAT?
-Aylen, the Ice Imp Miss- Then he held my hand- That will be your name.- And kissed it.....
I felt... What did I feel? My chest was bumping a lot, and, I didn't realized, but I smiled, a big grin was being drawn in my face, a piece of my body that I thought it was a solid block.
Suddenly, he realized something, and alarmed, looked to the cloudy afternoon...
-Aylen...
-Yes?
-I'm so sorry, but I have to go back to my town, my brothers and sisters are waiting for me.
My smile vanished. Am I'm going to see him again??
-Goodbye...- I heard nothing more.

The night was coming, so I closed my eyes, never felt loneliness so painful in my life, maybe that's why I never touched them, those living things...

Shaping again a pile of snow, I saw a white rabbit, cute. It was moving a pile of snow too, looking for some dark hole to go.

-Klein...
Then I fell asleep in the snow...




-Dear Miss Imp, couldn't you wait me awake?- A hot hand touched my face.
-ARGH!!!- I tried to jump, but two arms held me in the ground.- W-what? How...?!
His face, sweet and serious at the same time, was near me. Then he touched my lips and I couldn't think of nothing more, my mind was as white as the snow that surrounded us. So he kissed me...
After all... Living things can be really sweet sometimes
Also, he offered me a red "Rose".... Rose?? That's how Klein called it. ]]> Sorry I haven't been uploading drawings, my mood was down (back to life!!). This is a painting I have been thinking for long time, but couldn't know which colors I should used. Finally, inspiration came back to me and then.. BOOM! Started the coloring.
This one is special to me because I worked on the Imp's boots, and the strange background lol.



-"Huh?"
Heard some breath, hot as always... Those living things... I hate them. After all, they doomed my life in the glaciers, my family: all gone, and me... Cursed with this necklace. Can't stand it anymore...
-Ummm... Miss?
"I won't answer, I won't answer, I...."
Suddenly I felt a hot touch, burning my head.
-ARGH!!!
I woke up, jumped 10 meters away. Looking at the snowy place, my eyes pointed a strange human. His appearance wasn't like the others I saw.
I tried to speak, but I was really amazed to do so...
He was surprised of that jump.
-Are you ok?
I didn't answer but only stared at him.
-Miss! Can you talk?
-Uh... Hum... I...
-Well, seems you can.- He smiled.
-Are...?-
-What's wrong?-
-Are you human?-
-Oh, no, don't mix them with my kind, I'm a Kroikan, what are you?- He was really curious too.
-I don't know, I just know I can't stand high temperatures, and neither touch living things-
-Are you dead?-
-What?- "I'm absolutely NOT" Heart shouted, not me of course.
-I mean, you said living things... You're alive, and moving like "those things"-
-Oh, I see... So I'm a living thing.- I turned and watched the trees that surrounded the mountains...- But why can't I touch the others?
-Maybe you can, but you can't stand them... Maybe you're afraid of them- He closed his eyes. What was he thinking about?
Anyway, that conclusion totally fit. That's why I never went to many places.
I sat in a giant rock. The Kroikan boy was still meditating... And I was getting bored. "Maybe he's not dangerous at all"
I closed my eyes too. Then mumbled:
-Why are you so silent?
-Oh excuse me, miss, but you seem like a strange creature. Here, in the snowy place of Ik' Lozenn, there are only rabbits, which I'm used to hunt to feed my family.
-Ah, family, I used to have one, I don't know where they are now- Little tears suddenly started to appear in my yellow and soft eyes.
He saw that, painful:
-Miss I'm sorry!!! Don't cry! I... W-wait, don't...- I couldn't stop it then, but after seeing his scared face, I laughed a lot...- Huh? W-what??
-Nothing , your face... heheh, sorry everything is fine.
-Ah, ok- His face turned red- Maybe...
-Yes?- This guy is going reflexive again an I'm getting pissed.
-Maybe you're an imp-
-What is that?- I couldn't think of anything else, my eyes widened.
-A little demon that walks alone in life, but it destroys things, but you're a kind "living thing"-
-Mmmh... Why is it mean?-
-Here, in Ik' Lozenn town, people told me they serve a Malicious great demon. And so, they are controlled by him. Whenever he wants to do something, he calls imps to do as he wishes.
-Oh, I never heard of him, do you think he controls me??-
-Umm, well, no if you haven't heard of him, then he's not controlling you.
-But I like the name of Imp.
-Well- He smiled joyfully- There are many kinds of imps: There are fire ones, tree, cloud, ice...
-Ice! I like it!! It's soft and you can shape it however you want, but it's not tasty.-I looked at it, and moved my feet to amount it.
Looking at him, I smiled evilly, and threw him a snow ball, and he followed my little game. After the snow war, he asked:
-What's your name?
-Name?
-Oh come on, everyone has one, a way to be called.- He laughed.
-Well, then tell me yours!!- angrily, I snorted
With a serious sight but smiling, he answered:
-I'm Klein.
-Klein? Klein, Klein... Sounds cute, tee-hee.
-What about Aylen?-
- WHAT?
-Aylen, the Ice Imp Miss- Then he held my hand- That will be your name.- And kissed it.....
I felt... What did I feel? My chest was bumping a lot, and, I didn't realized, but I smiled, a big grin was being drawn in my face, a piece of my body that I thought it was a solid block.
Suddenly, he realized something, and alarmed, looked to the cloudy afternoon...
-Aylen...
-Yes?
-I'm so sorry, but I have to go back to my town, my brothers and sisters are waiting for me.
My smile vanished. Am I'm going to see him again??
-Goodbye...- I heard nothing more.

The night was coming, so I closed my eyes, never felt loneliness so painful in my life, maybe that's why I never touched them, those living things...

Shaping again a pile of snow, I saw a white rabbit, cute. It was moving a pile of snow too, looking for some dark hole to go.

-Klein...
Then I fell asleep in the snow...




-Dear Miss Imp, couldn't you wait me awake?- A hot hand touched my face.
-ARGH!!!- I tried to jump, but two arms held me in the ground.- W-what? How...?!
His face, sweet and serious at the same time, was near me. Then he touched my lips and I couldn't think of nothing more, my mind was as white as the snow that surrounded us. So he kissed me...
After all... Living things can be really sweet sometimes
Also, he offered me a red "Rose".... Rose?? That's how Klein called it.

]]> http://bloodymess-vaot.deviantart.com/art/Expectations-371937302 http://bloodymess-vaot.deviantart.com/art/Expectations-371937302 Thu, 16 May 2013 03:06:51 PDT Expectations nonadult literature/poetry/family/open BloodyMess-VaoT http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/l/bloodymess-vaot.gif?3 Copyright 2013 *BloodyMess-VaoT
Once my mum told me she is going to get me a Hi-Man action figure, I was very excited because I was a big He-Man fan. (he was cool when I was a kid! okay? )
When she came back, she gave me one of the evil guys who had an eye for a head and told me He-Man was sold out.

Life is full of disappointments...^^

I tried to convey this kind of situation into my fantasy multiverse

Whoever guesses right who Fantra, Victor and the White Warrior could be gets a cookie^^ ]]> Tonight Vicki will finally return!
He promised to get it for me.
A replica of the awesomest weapon ever!
Only a few minutes left.
Oh this is so exciting!
A real replica of the famous Kyle!
The sword wielded by you, the White Warrior!
I have all your posters, trading cards,
And even a blood sample of all your victims!
Cozly I'm also wearing the original 4-V-Costume.
Made of 100% elven leather!
The only thing missing now is Kyle!
When I have him I can be just like you,
Move like you, fight like you!
Dance, crush and slash!
Oh I wish I could hold Kyle in my hands right now!
His ebony grip and blade forged of the fines ]]>
Once my mum told me she is going to get me a Hi-Man action figure, I was very excited because I was a big He-Man fan. (he was cool when I was a kid! okay? )
When she came back, she gave me one of the evil guys who had an eye for a head and told me He-Man was sold out.

Life is full of disappointments...^^

I tried to convey this kind of situation into my fantasy multiverse

Whoever guesses right who Fantra, Victor and the White Warrior could be gets a cookie^^ ]]> http://gemmafm.deviantart.com/art/The-Heartless-Girl-A-fairy-tale-unedited-371771062 http://gemmafm.deviantart.com/art/The-Heartless-Girl-A-fairy-tale-unedited-371771062 Wed, 15 May 2013 05:11:55 PDT The Heartless Girl: A fairy tale (unedited) nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory gemmafm http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/g/e/gemmafm.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~gemmafm
Once upon a time, there was a girl living in a tower. She has been there all her life. She got a dream. That one day she will be able to leave that tower and be happy and experience the freedom of the outside world. She has been working hard. she has been working hard to weave a rope made of her hair for her to get herself out of that tower. the view of the outside world from far away gives her the inspiration and motivation to keep working hard.

One day, a knight saw her and he decided to stay at the base of the tower to talk to the girl. The girl showed the knight the rope she has been weaving and told him that one day ]]> http://akhilla.deviantart.com/art/Rein-and-the-song-of-the-eagle-and-turtle-Colors-370177414 http://akhilla.deviantart.com/art/Rein-and-the-song-of-the-eagle-and-turtle-Colors-370177414 Mon, 06 May 2013 21:21:28 PDT Rein and the song of the eagle and turtle - Colors nonadult traditional/paintings/fantasy Akhilla http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/k/akhilla.jpg Copyright 2013 ~Akhilla

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]]> http://marshmellowbrains.deviantart.com/art/Dullahan-317234183 http://marshmellowbrains.deviantart.com/art/Dullahan-317234183 Thu, 26 Jul 2012 21:06:19 PDT Dullahan nonadult digitalart/drawings/macabre marshmellowbrains http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/a/marshmellowbrains.gif?9 Copyright 2012-2013 ~marshmellowbrains @lilblacksheep Tumblr.
I enjoyed it and liked it enough to submit it separately. I'd like to turn it into a finished painting sometime.

© ~marshmellowbrains ]]> Tumblr.
I enjoyed it and liked it enough to submit it separately. I'd like to turn it into a finished painting sometime.

© ~marshmellowbrains

]]> http://ma-sa-ru.deviantart.com/art/EDOS-Von-jenseits-der-Waelder-Kapitel-1-364332595 http://ma-sa-ru.deviantart.com/art/EDOS-Von-jenseits-der-Waelder-Kapitel-1-364332595 Mon, 08 Apr 2013 13:02:24 PDT EDOS - Von jenseits der Waelder - Kapitel 1 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Ma-sa-ru http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/a/ma-sa-ru.jpg?14 Copyright 2013 *Ma-sa-ru http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/
hier geht es weiter zu Kapitel 2!! [link] ]]> Eine einzelne Gestalt schritt gemächlich den schmalen, dürftigen Waldweg entlang, vorbei an dichtem Gestrüpp, sumpfigen Senken und sonnigen Böschungen.
Es war ein Mann mittleren Alters, mit kurzem, zerzaustem, braunem Haar und nachdenklich blickenden, dunkelbraunen Augen. Sein blasses, langnasiges Gesicht ließ ihn kränklich erscheinen, oder als leide er an zu wenig Schlaf.
An seiner Seite, halb unter der schwarz ]]>
hier geht es weiter zu Kapitel 2!! [link]

]]> http://brendeaux.deviantart.com/art/Sa-id-Prologue-370262731 http://brendeaux.deviantart.com/art/Sa-id-Prologue-370262731 Tue, 07 May 2013 11:30:41 PDT Sa-id Prologue adult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros brendeaux http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/r/brendeaux.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~brendeaux
The shrine was a natural cave, carved by wind and water from the feet of limestone cliffs. They crowned a gentle hillside of windswept grass and scrub.  A quarter mile down, grasses gave way to an alabaster strand under the evening sun.  Beyond the beach lay the sea, azure waves marching past the horizon.

Valerian stood outside the shrine, facing the water, his four hooves perfectly still on the ground. Equine nostrils flared at a stray scent.  Tall, well muscled, and straight-backed with cream fur, amber eyes, and a golden mane, he watched the sands and wave crests slowly change colors: first amber, then ochre, and finally crimson ]]> http://venort.deviantart.com/art/Rhuddem-371300218 http://venort.deviantart.com/art/Rhuddem-371300218 Sun, 12 May 2013 14:51:45 PDT Rhuddem nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory venort http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/v/e/venort.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~venort
Still, I'm pretty happy with how this turned out! ]]>
Which was, in his opinion, the last thing he needed. It had not been a good tour, and he had been given precious little to do: one or two enchantments for Montule (who had since left for his family fortress, which had sent for him a month after their return. The letter still lay on his doormat; he was already headed there by that point), and a few odd jobs here and there. Alchemy wasn't big business locally, but what ]]>
Still, I'm pretty happy with how this turned out! ]]> http://fernsylhouette.deviantart.com/art/Grand-Theft-Autumn-Fiolee-Fanfiction-371358679 http://fernsylhouette.deviantart.com/art/Grand-Theft-Autumn-Fiolee-Fanfiction-371358679 Sun, 12 May 2013 20:37:21 PDT Grand Theft Autumn - Fiolee Fanfiction nonadult literature/prose/fiction/romantic/tawdry/shortstory FernSylHouette http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/e/fernsylhouette.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~FernSylHouette BTW , Here's a link to the song that I used - [link]
( It's and " Old-But-Gold " Song )
Enjoy ... ]]>
It was a bright and sunny morning in the land of Aaa when our favorite blonde-haired adventurer was just about to wake up ...

" Fionna ! Breakfast ! Wake Up Honey-Buns ! " Cake shouted from the bottom of the house in the kitchen as she was making bacon pancakes . Our cute heroine swinged from left to right as she was waking up from her bed . As she stood up , she scratched her eyes , stretched then changed her pyjamas to her regular , everday outfit .

" Morning Cake ! What's for B-Fast ? " Fionna asked as she was climbing down the ladder .

" Bacon Pancakes , Sugar-Drop ! Eat up ! " Cake s ]]> BTW , Here's a link to the song that I used - [link]
( It's and " Old-But-Gold " Song )
Enjoy ... ]]> http://prettyflour.deviantart.com/art/A-Scarlet-Night-Chapter-Three-282744844 http://prettyflour.deviantart.com/art/A-Scarlet-Night-Chapter-Three-282744844 Wed, 01 Feb 2012 13:47:08 PST A Scarlet Night, Chapter Three nonadult fanart/fanfiction/scifi prettyflour http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/r/prettyflour.jpg?1 Copyright 2012-2013 *prettyflour
This is an Alternate Universe Twilight world.

~~~In a world where power is held in a precarious balance, what happens when dark and light collide?

Thank you for reading and please leave me a comment and let me know what you think! ]]>
Chapter Three:

As the sun sank into the horizon, the sky over La Push was awash in blue and orange, errant clouds drifted overhead causing luminous rays of sun to shine down and sparkle over the water.  It reminded Bella of Edward's skin.

Just the thought of him caused a sharp distress to run through her.  She was craving him, felt the need to go to him, fearing that the distance between then was causing stress on their very new, very needy, mate bond.  In her chest was an emptiness that only he could fulfill, she needed her mate.

Da ]]>
This is an Alternate Universe Twilight world.

~~~In a world where power is held in a precarious balance, what happens when dark and light collide?

Thank you for reading and please leave me a comment and let me know what you think! ]]> http://flerpainter.deviantart.com/art/Rome-371441996 http://flerpainter.deviantart.com/art/Rome-371441996 Mon, 13 May 2013 10:31:38 PDT Rome nonadult digitalart/paintings/landscapes FlerPainter http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/l/flerpainter.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~FlerPainter

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PS no one needs a kindle reader to read this book- I have just downloaded it on my computer from Amazon. ]]> [link]

PS no one needs a kindle reader to read this book- I have just downloaded it on my computer from Amazon.

]]> http://sephiroth097.deviantart.com/art/The-White-Tree-of-Gondor-371207162 http://sephiroth097.deviantart.com/art/The-White-Tree-of-Gondor-371207162 Sun, 12 May 2013 07:11:01 PDT The White Tree of Gondor nonadult photography/nature/flora Sephiroth097 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/e/sephiroth097.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~Sephiroth097
Hope, somebody will like it . ]]>
Hope, somebody will like it .

]]> http://celestialhost.deviantart.com/art/The-Walk-of-Queens-333359564 http://celestialhost.deviantart.com/art/The-Walk-of-Queens-333359564 Sat, 20 Oct 2012 07:29:03 PDT The Walk of Queens nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory Celestialhost http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/e/celestialhost.jpg?1 Copyright 2012-2013 *Celestialhost
Tirarna, a human tyrant and Zashariel, a deposed high elf queen are both inmates in the VielsDen Keep sanitarium.

VielsDen Keep was created by ]]>
The former elf queen had decided to go and see the High Mistress of Garth herself and to find out how the woman was getting on. She padded barefoot down the corridor to Tirarna's room.

Zashariel knocked on the wooden door.

"Who goes there?" came the deep aritocratic voice of Tirarna.

"It is I, Zashariel," replied the elf.

"Oh, the elf queen. Come in if you will," said Tirarna.

Zashariel entered the room.

Tirarna was sa ]]>
Tirarna, a human tyrant and Zashariel, a deposed high elf queen are both inmates in the VielsDen Keep sanitarium.

VielsDen Keep was created by ]]> http://trivas.deviantart.com/art/One-Who-Masters-Magic-Ch-24-353635341 http://trivas.deviantart.com/art/One-Who-Masters-Magic-Ch-24-353635341 Sun, 10 Feb 2013 19:45:36 PST One Who Masters Magic: Ch. 24 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Trivas http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/r/trivas.gif?1 Copyright 2013 ~Trivas
This is the second part of the Kruish version of events. The first part was in Chapter 22 when Lord Saekoris began his explanation of the Immortal world, touching on what Syler's purpose was. In this chapter, he completes his lesson, even if Syler is left wanting more.

There is a LOT of information dumped here and I know that most of it is dialogue. There simply was no other way to impart such information, and, well, that is part of Lord Saekoris' job. Take careful note here to what he says, but do so with a critical eye. I believe I have said this before: what is said here is true, from a certain point of view.


I am most interested in feedback with as much detail as you can give, even if it is to express changes or disagreement with how I did something. I may not agree with you or change what is there, but I can promise you that I will heed and consider anything you put.

Related Links

Story:

Prologue: A Prophecy Worth Blood (has all chapter links)
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
~Part II: The Kruish Lord~

Ch. 22: One Who Knows
Ch. 23: A Taste of the Immortal
Ch. 24: Learning of Destiny
Ch. 25: To Choose to Love
Ch. 26: A Reunion

Maps:

Continent of Teladia
Political Map of Teladia, 3E 1048
Size Comparison of Teladia and Europe
Size Comparison of Teladia and the US

Kruish:

Kruish Runic Chart ]]>
Though mortal he may be, his influence stretches beyond mortals.
When war is waged and the end of days is upon the Realms,
His strength will determine the fate of two worlds.

— Prophecy of Torghus of Krue Vael, known only to the Krue Loremasters

Clan Hall
Thwrud
Subeleth
October 3

Their kiss eventually had to end and its spell faded away. They had to address the issues of the real world around them. Syler sat on the bench facing away from the table with his arm wrapped around a revitalized and completely healed Bronwyn. She hadn't just been healed, but the broken bones had been returned to how their original form ]]>
This is the second part of the Kruish version of events. The first part was in Chapter 22 when Lord Saekoris began his explanation of the Immortal world, touching on what Syler's purpose was. In this chapter, he completes his lesson, even if Syler is left wanting more.

There is a LOT of information dumped here and I know that most of it is dialogue. There simply was no other way to impart such information, and, well, that is part of Lord Saekoris' job. Take careful note here to what he says, but do so with a critical eye. I believe I have said this before: what is said here is true, from a certain point of view.


I am most interested in feedback with as much detail as you can give, even if it is to express changes or disagreement with how I did something. I may not agree with you or change what is there, but I can promise you that I will heed and consider anything you put.

Related Links

Story:

Prologue: A Prophecy Worth Blood (has all chapter links)
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
~Part II: The Kruish Lord~

Ch. 22: One Who Knows
Ch. 23: A Taste of the Immortal
Ch. 24: Learning of Destiny
Ch. 25: To Choose to Love
Ch. 26: A Reunion

Maps:

Continent of Teladia
Political Map of Teladia, 3E 1048
Size Comparison of Teladia and Europe
Size Comparison of Teladia and the US

Kruish:

Kruish Runic Chart

]]> http://6nereida6.deviantart.com/art/Tequila-370207038 http://6nereida6.deviantart.com/art/Tequila-370207038 Tue, 07 May 2013 03:17:17 PDT Tequila adult digitalart/paintings/fantasy 6Nereida6 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/6/n/6nereida6.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~6Nereida6 ]]>

]]> http://silfur-zehro.deviantart.com/art/Whats-up-Guardians-370894670 http://silfur-zehro.deviantart.com/art/Whats-up-Guardians-370894670 Fri, 10 May 2013 18:15:02 PDT Whats up Guardians? nonadult anthro/traditional/drawings/fantasy Silfur-Zehro http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/i/silfur-zehro.jpg?15 Copyright 2013 ~Silfur-Zehro Detalles... <3 ]]> Detalles... <3

]]> http://dragonawakener.deviantart.com/art/The-Blue-Mirror-Prologue-358070017 http://dragonawakener.deviantart.com/art/The-Blue-Mirror-Prologue-358070017 Wed, 06 Mar 2013 14:40:08 PST The Blue Mirror - Prologue nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros dragonawakener http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/r/dragonawakener.jpg?4 Copyright 2013 ~dragonawakener
The Blue Mirror - Part 1 ]]>
Opening his eyes, he looked into a green framed mirror with murky glass that stood alone in the center of the floor.

Eeffal's smokey and blurred reflection stared back at him. His image, his twin, his master. Though his mirro ]]>
The Blue Mirror - Part 1 ]]> http://robothehoobo.deviantart.com/art/Pandemonium-Kurtok-Wise-370847214 http://robothehoobo.deviantart.com/art/Pandemonium-Kurtok-Wise-370847214 Fri, 10 May 2013 14:39:48 PDT Pandemonium: Kurtok Wise nonadult manga/digital/drawings RoboTheHoobo http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/r/o/robothehoobo.jpg?6 Copyright 2013 ~RoboTheHoobo Home Planet: Duranda

Kurtok Wise also known as "The Unkillable" - was genetically bred by Chicane scientists using both Orcish and Cyclopian DNA in a means of obtaining an upperhand against both races in the possible case of their nation being dragged into their civil war(The Goliath War). Kurtok was retrieved by a rescue team of Marinam soldiers when the Chicane transport ship carrying him crashed down into their lands. Being seen as a shameful abomination by both the Cyclopian and Orcish governments, neither considered him to be a part of their blood. Although the Cyclopians refused to take him under their citizenship due to the Orc blood that flowed in his veins, this didn't stop the Orcs from obtaining him, but only for the sole purpose of using him as entertainment. Given no other purposes in his life, Kurtok was thrown into the gladiator ring where he would spend the rest of his days in endless combat until he dies. He was granted the title of "The Unkillable" for his feats of being undefeated in the ring(so far) due to his combined and enhanced regenerative abilities from both his Orc and Cyclopian DNA.

More pictures/stories up to come with Chicane and Marinam characters.

DOWNLOAD FOR BIGGER RES ]]> Home Planet: Duranda

Kurtok Wise also known as "The Unkillable" - was genetically bred by Chicane scientists using both Orcish and Cyclopian DNA in a means of obtaining an upperhand against both races in the possible case of their nation being dragged into their civil war(The Goliath War). Kurtok was retrieved by a rescue team of Marinam soldiers when the Chicane transport ship carrying him crashed down into their lands. Being seen as a shameful abomination by both the Cyclopian and Orcish governments, neither considered him to be a part of their blood. Although the Cyclopians refused to take him under their citizenship due to the Orc blood that flowed in his veins, this didn't stop the Orcs from obtaining him, but only for the sole purpose of using him as entertainment. Given no other purposes in his life, Kurtok was thrown into the gladiator ring where he would spend the rest of his days in endless combat until he dies. He was granted the title of "The Unkillable" for his feats of being undefeated in the ring(so far) due to his combined and enhanced regenerative abilities from both his Orc and Cyclopian DNA.

More pictures/stories up to come with Chicane and Marinam characters.

DOWNLOAD FOR BIGGER RES

]]> http://an1m8r.deviantart.com/art/Power-to-the-People-Chapter-1-370761372 http://an1m8r.deviantart.com/art/Power-to-the-People-Chapter-1-370761372 Fri, 10 May 2013 02:39:13 PDT Power to the People. Chapter 1. nonadult literature/prose/fiction/scifi/intros an1m8r http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/n/an1m8r.jpg?3 Copyright 2013 ~an1m8r
Thanks for reading anyway!

Prologue:[link]
Next: [link] ]]>
“Don’t worry sis, I’m here, you just had a bad ]]>
Thanks for reading anyway!

Prologue:[link]
Next: [link] ]]> http://loversblackrose.deviantart.com/art/ATF-ABG-Prologue-370423432 http://loversblackrose.deviantart.com/art/ATF-ABG-Prologue-370423432 Wed, 08 May 2013 08:42:03 PDT ATF ABG Prologue nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros loversblackrose http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/o/loversblackrose.gif?1 Copyright 2013 ~loversblackrose
Storyline and charcters belong to me.

Next Chapter: [link] ]]> A Beginner's Guidance - Book 1
Prologue

It all started with a party so many years ago. I walked through the dancing crowd. Whispers between the dancers caught my ears. It wasn't my party but a party for another. The angelic bodies swirled and moved with the music. The words of out Angelic Grace ran through my mind. Nothing has given me a clue as of yet.

I stood by the door and watched the crowd. The Angelic Grace said this party would be it. Nothing stood out and I was feeling apprehensive. Some of these angels just got their wings and have already found their others. I've had my wings for at least one hundred years ]]>
Storyline and charcters belong to me.

Next Chapter: [link] ]]> http://jack-the-sinner.deviantart.com/art/Nazghul-pri-Vetristej-370573400 http://jack-the-sinner.deviantart.com/art/Nazghul-pri-Vetristej-370573400 Thu, 09 May 2013 02:38:25 PDT Nazghul pri Vetristej nonadult digitalart/paintings/fantasy Jack-the-Sinner http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/a/jack-the-sinner.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~Jack-the-Sinner

]]> http://tariencole.deviantart.com/art/Thunder-s-Echo-Chapter-24-370533873 http://tariencole.deviantart.com/art/Thunder-s-Echo-Chapter-24-370533873 Wed, 08 May 2013 19:42:08 PDT Thunder's Echo: Chapter 24 adult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros TarienCole http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/a/tariencole.jpg?9 Copyright 2013 *TarienCole
~3000 words for the Chapter.

The beginning: [link]
The previous: [link]
From bad to worse: [link] ]]>
“We thought we had removed them during the Great War, but when Valerie showed signs of sensing magic without the gift, I knew some had escaped,” Nadya Aurori crossed one arm under her chest as she brushed hair from her face with the other.
 If you compared the profiles of Nadya and myself, the family resemblance was visible. We both had sharp chins and cheekbones, though perhaps mine had a bit more meat covering it. Our eyes were both nearly the same shades and similar in a large, almond shape. If my black hair grew long enough, it would probably become wavy like hers, which was again nearly the same sha ]]>
~3000 words for the Chapter.

The beginning: [link]
The previous: [link]
From bad to worse: [link] ]]> http://fieldspartan019.deviantart.com/art/Encounter-with-a-Deity-369248316 http://fieldspartan019.deviantart.com/art/Encounter-with-a-Deity-369248316 Thu, 02 May 2013 11:04:17 PDT Encounter with a Deity nonadult literature/prose/fiction/scifi/shortstory Fieldspartan019 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/i/fieldspartan019.png?1 Copyright 2013 ~Fieldspartan019 http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/
Grim & Nightbreeze Dragonhowl belong to me and my friend

Please comment and rate I would love to get some feedback!!! ]]>
        The sounds of camp could be heard behind me as I quietly sat against a tree playing my ocarina. The icy claws of winter were finally giving into the warmth of spring and summer. The winter was not kind as it always is here in Kahamar, Many were catching some kind of sickness and a few unfortunately won't be with us to enjoy springs beautiful breezes. I heard the sound of crunching footsteps prompting me to stop and look around seeing my older brother  Grim walking my way with our lunch.

       "I brought us some fish and other things from the cook. The fish are finally starting to come out of their win ]]>
Grim & Nightbreeze Dragonhowl belong to me and my friend

Please comment and rate I would love to get some feedback!!! ]]> http://ascendantliche.deviantart.com/art/Expeditions-and-Intrigues-Part-7-Part-2-370467399 http://ascendantliche.deviantart.com/art/Expeditions-and-Intrigues-Part-7-Part-2-370467399 Wed, 08 May 2013 13:29:02 PDT Expeditions and Intrigues - Part 7 - Part 2 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros AscendantLiche http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/s/ascendantliche.jpg?4 Copyright 2013 ~AscendantLiche
Sorry this took so long to come out and sorry it has an awful ending.
I got a massive burst of inspiration at about seven and have been writing constantly since then until now ( it's currently 9:25 here).

I would just like to say that that fight scene with Markus was an absolute joy to write. Dunno why, I just found it really fun.
Heheh.

This also marks the beginning of an actual hiatus on this story, as I have all my exams to do now and then I'll be moving house and arrrghhh
So yeah. I kind of forced the ending a bit but plz don't hate me. At least it's a natural break and anything.

Previous Chapter: [link]
Next Chapter: [LIKE A HUSS] ]]> He had gone to his lord Philo'khrar, seeking the Scholar-God's aid. He had always been an astronomer, but back when he had his sight he was too preoccupied with trying to see the stars, rather than see them. At least, that had been what his gold-masked God had told him. So, in a fit of inscrutable knowledge, his God had torn his eyes out. It had been the most agonizing experience of his entire life, and it h ]]>
Sorry this took so long to come out and sorry it has an awful ending.
I got a massive burst of inspiration at about seven and have been writing constantly since then until now ( it's currently 9:25 here).

I would just like to say that that fight scene with Markus was an absolute joy to write. Dunno why, I just found it really fun.
Heheh.

This also marks the beginning of an actual hiatus on this story, as I have all my exams to do now and then I'll be moving house and arrrghhh
So yeah. I kind of forced the ending a bit but plz don't hate me. At least it's a natural break and anything.

Previous Chapter: [link]
Next Chapter: [LIKE A HUSS] ]]> http://aroswing.deviantart.com/art/Discovering-a-Lizard-s-Religion-370025191 http://aroswing.deviantart.com/art/Discovering-a-Lizard-s-Religion-370025191 Mon, 06 May 2013 05:10:00 PDT Discovering a Lizard's Religion nonadult literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory aroswing http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/r/aroswing.png?1 Copyright 2013 ~aroswing Originally posted on my blog: feathereddragonsdontexist.blogspot.com

Batticus Marlov and this story belong to me. Please ask if you wish to use him/it. ]]> I was in Australia, searching for the bones of an Australian Air Serpent when I noticed two komodo dragons staring at a tree with a small emblem in it. It was triangular, with a circle within its borders, and a small dot in the center. The lizards (Which I had identified as a couple of Perentines) were simply sitting by this symbol. The three points of the triangle each had a symbol with it. The top o ]]> Originally posted on my blog: feathereddragonsdontexist.blogspot.com

Batticus Marlov and this story belong to me. Please ask if you wish to use him/it. ]]> http://c-j-mcpherson.deviantart.com/art/Dragons-and-Such-Part-2-339278050 http://c-j-mcpherson.deviantart.com/art/Dragons-and-Such-Part-2-339278050 Fri, 23 Nov 2012 08:01:14 PST Dragons and Such Part 2 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory C-J-Mcpherson http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/_/c-j-mcpherson.png?2 Copyright 2012-2013 ~C-J-Mcpherson If you're reading this out of order, the complete story is in my gallery and on my website here.

This is the second and last part of Dragons and Such. Again, I was trying to break with tradition here in as may ways as I could. ]]>
He had never imagined dragon slaying would involve so much waiting. Days had already passed without sign of their opponent. Days that would have been spent in abject boredom if not for the sheer terror that loomed on the horizon. Keeping watch was the worst. There was nothing to do but stare at the open sky. He was beginning to hope the dragon would just arrive already and get it over with.

Alexia appeared next to him and sat down, handing him a chunk of roast meet. Jarvan had appar ]]> If you're reading this out of order, the complete story is in my gallery and on my website here.

This is the second and last part of Dragons and Such. Again, I was trying to break with tradition here in as may ways as I could.

]]> http://valery-wolfheart.deviantart.com/art/Winter-369781070 http://valery-wolfheart.deviantart.com/art/Winter-369781070 Sun, 05 May 2013 00:19:56 PDT Winter nonadult fanart/digital/drawings/movies valery-wolfheart http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/v/a/valery-wolfheart.jpg?3 Copyright 2013 ~valery-wolfheart

]]> http://celestialhost.deviantart.com/art/The-Snow-Queen-of-VielsDen-Keep-329762498 http://celestialhost.deviantart.com/art/The-Snow-Queen-of-VielsDen-Keep-329762498 Sat, 29 Sep 2012 05:57:57 PDT The Snow Queen of VielsDen Keep nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/flashfic Celestialhost http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/e/celestialhost.jpg?1 Copyright 2012-2013 *Celestialhost
VielsDen Keep was created by ]]>
Jurtania seldom ever left her room. This was primarily down to choice, but the sisters were cautious about letting her roam freely around the sanitarium. The half-elemental was able to cause a lot of damage with her ice trail. She had been banned from the garden, as her wintry presence killed too many plants.

The room was filled with ice; crystals covering the window and a tiny glacier forming across the bare wooden floor.

Jurtania sat in a chair unmoving. He smooth skin was a deathly white. Her hair was shining silver, like a snow-covered tree. The half-elementa ]]>
VielsDen Keep was created by ]]> http://magnius159.deviantart.com/art/Nihil-agis-nihil-moliris-nihil-cogitas-360901581 http://magnius159.deviantart.com/art/Nihil-agis-nihil-moliris-nihil-cogitas-360901581 Fri, 22 Mar 2013 09:49:17 PDT Nihil agis, nihil moliris, nihil cogitas nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Magnius159 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/a/magnius159.jpg?11 Copyright 2013 ~Magnius159 You do nothing, you plan nothing, you think of nothing which I not only do not hear, but which I do not see
Cicero, Catiline Orations

Um, this is the result of my increased efforts to write again. I have yet to create anything new, though. I have many ideas, but they've never come to fruition. Basically, I'm not happy with them.

This has been posted before, but ultimately, I wasn't happy with it, so here it is again. ]]>
"Alright," he said.

She sighed, and he thought, out of relief before she glanced toward him, brows raised.

"Why," he said.

"Why?"

Following in her steps, his eyes returned to the blade. How had the Kattigarian warrior came to possess the blade remained an enigma; but there had been something about the encounter he could not recall. And since waking that morning and seeing the blade, he was no closer to recalling it. A greater puzzle was the reasoning behind why ]]> You do nothing, you plan nothing, you think of nothing which I not only do not hear, but which I do not see
Cicero, Catiline Orations

Um, this is the result of my increased efforts to write again. I have yet to create anything new, though. I have many ideas, but they've never come to fruition. Basically, I'm not happy with them.

This has been posted before, but ultimately, I wasn't happy with it, so here it is again. ]]> http://wibo333.deviantart.com/art/A-Wicked-Tale-369462027 http://wibo333.deviantart.com/art/A-Wicked-Tale-369462027 Fri, 03 May 2013 13:30:29 PDT A Wicked Tale. adult literature/prose/nonfiction/general/intros Wibo333 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/w/i/wibo333.jpg?5 Copyright 2013 ~Wibo333
Yeah I know this is something diffrent from my work, but i felt like publishing it anyways... I really don't know what you guys think of it.
So please let know down below, and there will be probaly lots of english grammar mistakes... im sorry!

Thank you!

Part 2 - [link]

Part 3 - [link] ]]> ==========================================================================================

''Come hurry up!'' Devon grabbed Alena's hand tightly.

The sun was down, and there was a terrible snowstorm roaring arround. The cold could kill
you instantly if you didnt wear the correct clothes.

''Just leave me Devon, look at my leg.... I wont make it...''. She stopped hopping.

''I can't, we... have to work ourselfs through this... we had worse right?!?'' He started laughing a bit

Alena started to breathe a bit more slowly, her leg was twisted and the cold was slowly taking over
her body.

A terrifying scream was coming ]]>
Yeah I know this is something diffrent from my work, but i felt like publishing it anyways... I really don't know what you guys think of it.
So please let know down below, and there will be probaly lots of english grammar mistakes... im sorry!

Thank you!

Part 2 - [link]

Part 3 - [link] ]]> http://glowe94.deviantart.com/art/Prologue-The-King-s-Undoing-369237587 http://glowe94.deviantart.com/art/Prologue-The-King-s-Undoing-369237587 Thu, 02 May 2013 09:48:05 PDT Prologue: The King's Undoing nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Glowe94 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/g/l/glowe94.jpg?4 Copyright 2013 *Glowe94

WARNING: This story is just slightly on the super-geek side. It's an extreme fantasy story with magic ad dragons and whatnot. Inspired by "A Game of Thrones", which means that it may have some adult content. I haven't decided yet. This prologue doesn't, however.

Needs a name still, like I said. If you have a suggestion, I'd love to hear it ]]> The King’s Undoing

The call came early in the morning, whilst Owen Highwater still lay in his bedchamber, hardly sleeping. The knock on his door, nevertheless, frightened him awake. He sat up in his bed, and shouted, “Enter!”

Captain Jayson Highwater entered the room. Owen took note of the fact that his uncle’s eyes were red, and he was still in his nightclothes.

“What is it?” Owen said.

“It’s… your father,” Jayson hesitated, “He’s dead.”

Owen’s mind reeled, and he had a hard time processing Jayson’s words. Finally, Owen closed his eyes, a ]]>

WARNING: This story is just slightly on the super-geek side. It's an extreme fantasy story with magic ad dragons and whatnot. Inspired by "A Game of Thrones", which means that it may have some adult content. I haven't decided yet. This prologue doesn't, however.

Needs a name still, like I said. If you have a suggestion, I'd love to hear it ]]> http://sabillano.deviantart.com/art/Something-369297613 http://sabillano.deviantart.com/art/Something-369297613 Thu, 02 May 2013 15:37:41 PDT Something nonadult digitalart/paintings/landscapes sabillano http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/sabillano.jpg?2 Copyright 2013 ~sabillano

]]> http://trivas.deviantart.com/art/One-Who-Masters-Magic-Ch-23-352660648 http://trivas.deviantart.com/art/One-Who-Masters-Magic-Ch-23-352660648 Tue, 05 Feb 2013 16:34:54 PST One Who Masters Magic: Ch. 23 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Trivas http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/r/trivas.gif?1 Copyright 2013 ~Trivas
I am most interested in feedback with as much detail as you can give, even if it is to express changes or disagreement with how I did something. I may not agree with you or change what is there, but I can promise you that I will heed and consider anything you put.

This was a particularly fun chapter to write because it is so different from what we have seen before. Not only does it give us a glimpse into Syler's childhood and his dead parents, it also lets us see the first taste of Immortals and how they work. This chapter experienced extensive reworking in the second draft simply because I had so much more that I wanted to put in that I couldn't earlier. In truth, I took two chapters and turned them into four with an additional chapter of completely new material at the end.

Syler grows a lot here and we see for the first time truly how important he is and just how much he hates being manipulated. If you recall from the first few chapters, he was quite willing to take whatever horrible thing came his way if it was the will of the Elements. Now, he has come to the point where he has finally had enough and is shaking his fist at the gods. Syler is only now beginning to realize that he has power for the first time in his life. More things will continue to come at him and throughout it all, he will grow more and more stubborn and determined to do things his way. That will be one of his greatest strengths, but it will also mean he suffers.

Oh, we also get to see a new power added to the Master of Magic's repertoire. We know now of his ability to summon rage that gives him strength and heals him (though at a cost). We also have seen that magic cannot touch him. Now, we see that he can take magic within himself and either banish it entirely or reverse it (essentially bending it to his will, within reason). That is important, very important.

Related Links

Story:

Prologue: A Prophecy Worth Blood (has all chapter links)
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
~Part II: The Kruish Lord~

Ch. 21: In the Empress' Court
Ch. 22: One Who Knows
Ch. 23: A Taste of the Immortal
Ch. 24: Learning of Destiny
Ch. 25: To choose to Love

Maps:

Continent of Teladia
Political Map of Teladia, 3E 1048
Size Comparison of Teladia and Europe
Size Comparison of Teladia and the US

Kruish:

Kruish Runic Chart ]]>
Is the Mortal Realm all that there is? No, of course not. When the gods wanted to create us mortals, the only way to do so was to imbue us with a piece of themselves. That piece became our immortal soul and that, like the gods themselves, endures for all eternity. But where does that soul go after our deaths? It goes to a plane within the Immortal Realm where the gods themselves either watch over and protect or ignore and abandon us.

— Archpriest Gallenicas of Salervurg

He was back home. It was not Bronwyn's house in Kubei nor was it Fitno's house, but home. It was the house he had grown up in, the house his p ]]>
I am most interested in feedback with as much detail as you can give, even if it is to express changes or disagreement with how I did something. I may not agree with you or change what is there, but I can promise you that I will heed and consider anything you put.

This was a particularly fun chapter to write because it is so different from what we have seen before. Not only does it give us a glimpse into Syler's childhood and his dead parents, it also lets us see the first taste of Immortals and how they work. This chapter experienced extensive reworking in the second draft simply because I had so much more that I wanted to put in that I couldn't earlier. In truth, I took two chapters and turned them into four with an additional chapter of completely new material at the end.

Syler grows a lot here and we see for the first time truly how important he is and just how much he hates being manipulated. If you recall from the first few chapters, he was quite willing to take whatever horrible thing came his way if it was the will of the Elements. Now, he has come to the point where he has finally had enough and is shaking his fist at the gods. Syler is only now beginning to realize that he has power for the first time in his life. More things will continue to come at him and throughout it all, he will grow more and more stubborn and determined to do things his way. That will be one of his greatest strengths, but it will also mean he suffers.

Oh, we also get to see a new power added to the Master of Magic's repertoire. We know now of his ability to summon rage that gives him strength and heals him (though at a cost). We also have seen that magic cannot touch him. Now, we see that he can take magic within himself and either banish it entirely or reverse it (essentially bending it to his will, within reason). That is important, very important.

Related Links

Story:

Prologue: A Prophecy Worth Blood (has all chapter links)
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
~Part II: The Kruish Lord~

Ch. 21: In the Empress' Court
Ch. 22: One Who Knows
Ch. 23: A Taste of the Immortal
Ch. 24: Learning of Destiny
Ch. 25: To choose to Love

Maps:

Continent of Teladia
Political Map of Teladia, 3E 1048
Size Comparison of Teladia and Europe
Size Comparison of Teladia and the US

Kruish:

Kruish Runic Chart

]]> http://brothejr.deviantart.com/art/The-Power-of-the-Scorpion-369385322 http://brothejr.deviantart.com/art/The-Power-of-the-Scorpion-369385322 Fri, 03 May 2013 04:02:36 PDT The Power of the Scorpion nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory brothejr http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/r/brothejr.gif Copyright 2013 *brothejr
A while ago I wrote the story "A New Drider." In that story I showed a drow being forcibly transformed into a drider. What had fascinated me about that story was the idea that the evil god Lilith would "bless" some of her subjects into driders after that had passed a strenuous ordeal. Instead though, that story was of a drow being punished by her sister. In essence the drider transformation was not a blessing, but a curse.

So this time around I wanted to show a blessing transformation that was wanted. Except, I did not want to do another drider transformation. I felt I already had done that. So instead I got to thinking and did some research. I discovered that in D&D universe the evil spider god Lilith had a competitor by the name of Vulkoor. Vulkoor was the evil god of scorpions.

However, Vulkoor had no coherent set of worshippers nor any "blessed" monsters. So I came up with the sand elf society that lives in the desert and worships Vulkoor. Sand elves are very similar to drow in many ways including their arrogant and elitist attitudes. Along with that, Vulkoor's high priests are actually assassins while the rest of his worshippers are afraid of him. Plus like Lilith, Vulkoor blesses his few select assassins into scorpioriders after they pass his nearly impossible ordeal. These scorpioriders are basically just like driders except for having a scorpion lower body and a few modifications to their sand elf upper bodies. These scorpioriders are far more tougher to kill then driders with magically enhanced nearly impenetrable shells. Plus they are far less numerous then driders as Vulkoor only makes maybe one scorpiorider a year at the most. (Decades can pass before a chosen sand elf assassin passes the god's ordeals and becomes a scorpiorider. Maybe even longer than that.) These sand elves Vulkoor chooses have to be assassins as he care little of any other classes of sand elves. These assassins have to rise to the very top of his order and they have to display a great amount of cunning and ruthlessness. Also they have to be of the same alignment as the god: lawful evil.

Sometimes it's fun to write a mostly evil story every now and then. I hope you enjoyed it too.

To read the previous story, The Sea Caper go here to read part one: [link]

To read the next story in this series, Leoster and the Tooth of Ishtar, go here to read part one: [link] ]]> By
Jonathan Brothers

This was the time of the night Aralynn loved.  The bright desert sun had long since set in the west.  Above her, the clear black night sky glittered with thousands of stars and a low dusky moon hung on the horizon.  Beneath her, the warm comforting sand slowly cooled as it coursed through her bare elf feet.

Aralynn's tall lithe sand elf figure stood proudly upright against the constant desert breeze.  Her light olive colored skin goose bumped due to the coolness and in anticipation of her upcoming mission.  Her long tightly bound dark brown hair blew about in the constant breeze.  The elf's sl ]]>
A while ago I wrote the story "A New Drider." In that story I showed a drow being forcibly transformed into a drider. What had fascinated me about that story was the idea that the evil god Lilith would "bless" some of her subjects into driders after that had passed a strenuous ordeal. Instead though, that story was of a drow being punished by her sister. In essence the drider transformation was not a blessing, but a curse.

So this time around I wanted to show a blessing transformation that was wanted. Except, I did not want to do another drider transformation. I felt I already had done that. So instead I got to thinking and did some research. I discovered that in D&D universe the evil spider god Lilith had a competitor by the name of Vulkoor. Vulkoor was the evil god of scorpions.

However, Vulkoor had no coherent set of worshippers nor any "blessed" monsters. So I came up with the sand elf society that lives in the desert and worships Vulkoor. Sand elves are very similar to drow in many ways including their arrogant and elitist attitudes. Along with that, Vulkoor's high priests are actually assassins while the rest of his worshippers are afraid of him. Plus like Lilith, Vulkoor blesses his few select assassins into scorpioriders after they pass his nearly impossible ordeal. These scorpioriders are basically just like driders except for having a scorpion lower body and a few modifications to their sand elf upper bodies. These scorpioriders are far more tougher to kill then driders with magically enhanced nearly impenetrable shells. Plus they are far less numerous then driders as Vulkoor only makes maybe one scorpiorider a year at the most. (Decades can pass before a chosen sand elf assassin passes the god's ordeals and becomes a scorpiorider. Maybe even longer than that.) These sand elves Vulkoor chooses have to be assassins as he care little of any other classes of sand elves. These assassins have to rise to the very top of his order and they have to display a great amount of cunning and ruthlessness. Also they have to be of the same alignment as the god: lawful evil.

Sometimes it's fun to write a mostly evil story every now and then. I hope you enjoyed it too.

To read the previous story, The Sea Caper go here to read part one: [link]

To read the next story in this series, Leoster and the Tooth of Ishtar, go here to read part one: [link] ]]> http://lakeofglass.deviantart.com/art/Out-of-Place-Ch-1-The-Beginning-pt-1-295599207 http://lakeofglass.deviantart.com/art/Out-of-Place-Ch-1-The-Beginning-pt-1-295599207 Thu, 12 Apr 2012 01:11:19 PDT Out of Place: Ch 1 - The Beginning pt 1 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros LakeofGlass http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/a/lakeofglass.png?4 Copyright 2012-2013 ~LakeofGlass Part 2>>


Request: For all the people who download, can you comment to let me know what you think? I'd really appreciate it!


Also, if you're a female who games, I have a Facebook page Clicky I created awhile back that I want to try to make active again. I just want a place that all us women can chill out and talk about games, but in the way only girls do!
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This is something I've been working on off and on mentally and eventually writing it Feb 9th, 2012.

This is Skyrim fanfiction. Since the Fanfiction gallery is gone, I wasn't sure where to put this. Or if I should, so I may or may not take it down later on and just keep all the fanfiction stories on Fanfiction.net. We'll see.

My main reason for writing this is to help me test out my own style(s) when writing. I had my own thing written in the past, a purely original idea, but when I lost most of the files a year ago, I kinda gave up. I'm not sure my writing is the same now as it was back then, so I may have done a total overhaul as a result.

Long before I had read The Dragon Gem by Brian Beam, I had this idea of writing this Skyrim Fanfiction as a journal documenting all of the experiences.

I'm posting this here just a few hours before I post it on Fanfiction.net because I realized I didn't set up an account ahead of time. Smart move.

I want ideas from other TES fanfiction writers on the style/sound. I don't want official critiques, just thoughts on it. My goal is to write based on my own ideas and to include my own thoughts as I played through the first time around. Since character interaction was limited, I wanted to see how it would all play out if it really happened. I haven't read much as far as other TES or Skyrim fanfiction. The ones I have read were very different compared to my tastes and style for my own writing.

Inspiration from The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim/Bethesda. Aside from the world of Nirn and everyone inside it, the main character, Kiara Nightingale, is my creation as well as my take on being inside the world. ]]>
A Skyrim Fanfic Series

Chapter 1 (Feb 9, 2012)
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Fredas, 20th of Sun's Dusk, 4E 201
(November 19th, 2011)

It was early June. The 6th, I think. At the time I'm writing this, the date is a bit fuzzy. I wish I would have started writing down my accounts early on, but considering the circumstances, I didn't really have any way to do so.

Anyway. I was staring out the window of my new bedroom. The sun was high in the sky, so it was sometime just after 12, maybe 2-ish. I wasn't used to living on my own. I somehow managed to find a small house in the country area. It isn't that easy to find the perfect s ]]> Part 2>>


Request: For all the people who download, can you comment to let me know what you think? I'd really appreciate it!


Also, if you're a female who games, I have a Facebook page Clicky I created awhile back that I want to try to make active again. I just want a place that all us women can chill out and talk about games, but in the way only girls do!
_______________

This is something I've been working on off and on mentally and eventually writing it Feb 9th, 2012.

This is Skyrim fanfiction. Since the Fanfiction gallery is gone, I wasn't sure where to put this. Or if I should, so I may or may not take it down later on and just keep all the fanfiction stories on Fanfiction.net. We'll see.

My main reason for writing this is to help me test out my own style(s) when writing. I had my own thing written in the past, a purely original idea, but when I lost most of the files a year ago, I kinda gave up. I'm not sure my writing is the same now as it was back then, so I may have done a total overhaul as a result.

Long before I had read The Dragon Gem by Brian Beam, I had this idea of writing this Skyrim Fanfiction as a journal documenting all of the experiences.

I'm posting this here just a few hours before I post it on Fanfiction.net because I realized I didn't set up an account ahead of time. Smart move.

I want ideas from other TES fanfiction writers on the style/sound. I don't want official critiques, just thoughts on it. My goal is to write based on my own ideas and to include my own thoughts as I played through the first time around. Since character interaction was limited, I wanted to see how it would all play out if it really happened. I haven't read much as far as other TES or Skyrim fanfiction. The ones I have read were very different compared to my tastes and style for my own writing.

Inspiration from The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim/Bethesda. Aside from the world of Nirn and everyone inside it, the main character, Kiara Nightingale, is my creation as well as my take on being inside the world.

]]> http://zhaneaugustine.deviantart.com/art/Masters-of-the-Universe-Twisted-Dimensions-Part-1-368971594 http://zhaneaugustine.deviantart.com/art/Masters-of-the-Universe-Twisted-Dimensions-Part-1-368971594 Tue, 30 Apr 2013 23:05:23 PDT Masters of the Universe Twisted Dimensions Part 1 nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory ZhaneAugustine http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/z/h/zhaneaugustine.jpg?10 Copyright 2013 ~ZhaneAugustine
Here we have the traditional good guys as bad guys, and the traditional bad guys are actually the good guys in this universe. It is late and to be honest I knew this was going to be a huge project, so I knew I had to do it in pairs.

Yes, some of the color schemes are off, just as you see in other alternate universe good/evil storylines. Evil Lyn's name is the ONLY one changed and not kept the same, because obviously a hero named EVIL LYN might raise some eyebrows. So I keep it as its original name Evelyn. I do plan to write more of this tomorrow and show the other half of the Heroic Masters of this Universe in it. Once done, I'll start on the two part Evil Warriors, of course lead by the Evil He man.

And then the Glorious Horde and the Evil Rebellion after that.
Hope you all enjoy, if you have any ideas, for the characters I HAVE NOT yet listed, or questions about these, please do feel free to let me know.

I don't own Masters of the Universe, BUT I do own this particular story line.

[link] here is part two for Skeletor's forces ]]> TWISTED DIMENSIONS

Part One
Synopsis: An Alternate Universe where the status of the individuals and groups is switched.

Heroic Warriors
Lord Keldor/Skeletor: At one time he was Prince Keldor, first in line for the throne of Eternos. Then his evil half brother Randor lead a revolution against the council after the death of their father, and overthrew them. Keldor lead a group of heroes to try and stop them, but was cursed by a Spell of Decay by the evil Sorceress of Greyskull. Defeated, he and his friends retreated to the South of of Eternia, and kept people safe from the area of Snake Mountain.
The Spell of Deca ]]>
Here we have the traditional good guys as bad guys, and the traditional bad guys are actually the good guys in this universe. It is late and to be honest I knew this was going to be a huge project, so I knew I had to do it in pairs.

Yes, some of the color schemes are off, just as you see in other alternate universe good/evil storylines. Evil Lyn's name is the ONLY one changed and not kept the same, because obviously a hero named EVIL LYN might raise some eyebrows. So I keep it as its original name Evelyn. I do plan to write more of this tomorrow and show the other half of the Heroic Masters of this Universe in it. Once done, I'll start on the two part Evil Warriors, of course lead by the Evil He man.

And then the Glorious Horde and the Evil Rebellion after that.
Hope you all enjoy, if you have any ideas, for the characters I HAVE NOT yet listed, or questions about these, please do feel free to let me know.

I don't own Masters of the Universe, BUT I do own this particular story line.

[link] here is part two for Skeletor's forces ]]> http://an1m8r.deviantart.com/art/The-Warlock-Chapter-2-Healers-368812085 http://an1m8r.deviantart.com/art/The-Warlock-Chapter-2-Healers-368812085 Tue, 30 Apr 2013 04:59:33 PDT The Warlock. Chapter 2. Healers. nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros an1m8r http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/n/an1m8r.jpg?3 Copyright 2013 ~an1m8r
Thanks for reading, any feedback and corrections would really help!
First:[link] ]]>
The city was a greyish brown colour, a vast strong wall surrounding it with cracks like spider webs decorating the immense blocks. Beyond that, a forest of thatched roofs crushed close to each other emerged, broken here and there by reddish slated roofs, and higher stone towers. Proud flags, orange with the crest of an ox skull in the centre of a shield rose from the walls, the crest of Tamsnook, almost a joke on their wealth as farmers. More, poorer houses and barns surrounded the walls, expanding outwards as each generation grew and prospered, greater numbers than the fortifications could contain. More people trekked along the ]]>
Thanks for reading, any feedback and corrections would really help!
First:[link] ]]> http://inzhuna.deviantart.com/art/labyrinth-366398823 http://inzhuna.deviantart.com/art/labyrinth-366398823 Thu, 18 Apr 2013 09:31:29 PDT labyrinth nonadult literature/poetry/narrative/open Inzhuna http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/n/inzhuna.png?4 Copyright 2013 ~Inzhuna http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/
imagine you are at a labyrinth
you read about it in a book, or rather
read a book about it
                                  or from it,
                                                          that's not the point.
the point is that
you are in front of a labyrinth and the paths are crooked and covered with thorns
whilst the walls rearrange themselves each time you try to take a step.
you're not a hero and this is not an adventure but imagine
you want it to be;
the story you read leads to the hidden core and you want it to tell you the ending.
a hero would fling a hammer and bring the walls down;
we know you are not a hero.
they ask, 'i ]]> http://tuiteyfruity.deviantart.com/art/Beanstalk-Chapter-6-On-Solid-Ground-365289900 http://tuiteyfruity.deviantart.com/art/Beanstalk-Chapter-6-On-Solid-Ground-365289900 Fri, 12 Apr 2013 14:33:10 PDT Beanstalk Chapter 6: On Solid Ground nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Tuiteyfruity http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/u/tuiteyfruity.png?9 Copyright 2013 ~Tuiteyfruity [link] look at those beautiful trees! (also note that those are not the biggest trees I took photos of.)

We all know Camden's not going to be able to forget his adventure! Mostly because it's only just begun!

Previous: [link]
Start: [link]
Side stories: [link] and [link]
Characters and story are (c)

Comments, opinions and questions are always loved! (also corrections of my spelling and grammar) ]]>
But he also used it for his everyday work, which was what he was doing right now. It was arduous and foolish; no one respected him or what he did. However it paid the bills, and kept the gas water and electricity flowing to his apartment, so he worked well.  

Someone knocked on the door. ‘Who *dares* to disturb my work!?’ thought the man. He set the pen down and, af ]]> [link] look at those beautiful trees! (also note that those are not the biggest trees I took photos of.)

We all know Camden's not going to be able to forget his adventure! Mostly because it's only just begun!

Previous: [link]
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Comments, opinions and questions are always loved! (also corrections of my spelling and grammar) ]]> http://leonca.deviantart.com/art/Two-is-Company-Three-is-Lunch-345001113 http://leonca.deviantart.com/art/Two-is-Company-Three-is-Lunch-345001113 Wed, 26 Dec 2012 20:56:48 PST Two is Company, Three is Lunch nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory Leonca http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/e/leonca.jpg?1 Copyright 2012-2013 *Leonca

Wendigo get-together where nobody is eaten. Yay! I haven’t used the supporting characters much, but I’ve grown attached to them in different ways. Also finally decided on some names to assign them.
Scared-of-Fighting

Uninvited Guest, part IWendigo came across the first evidence of one of his own kind he had seen for a long time while following a path in the woods. It wasn't much of a path, just a pair of grooves left in the snow by some kind of machine, but as an unmistakable sign of recent human activity he was not surprised to find the Other's tracks. The scent told him the Other possessed a male human's body, but it was unfamiliar. He would not be able to tell who the Other was without a closer connection.

He followed the tracks until they intersected with a second pair. They were large and belonged to a human who must have been enjoying a day of snowshoeing. The outing was

Uninvited Guest, part IIThere was not much for Wendigo to do in the frozen wilderness he called home. The endless cycle of hunt and eat grew tedious, and he found himself wanting company more than usual lately. He stared at the Other's tracks, weighing his options. If he followed the human path to the city there would be many people to meet, even if a cannibal's acquaintances tended to be brief. He may never find the city though, so tracking the Other offered a more surefire chance at success. In the end impatience won out.

He followed the Other's trail lazily, keeping well behind scenting range. He broke away frequently to hunt in other directions, but found no si

Always-Angry

ControlThe feeling came over Bill when he was out checking his trap line in the dying light of a winter evening. Eyes on the back of his head. He knew the wary scrutiny of the deer and the hungry yet restrained gaze of the wolf. This didn't feel like either. It didn't belong to this place any more than he did. He would have preferred the wolf.

He turned around, shook his gun at the reddening sky, and cupped his other hand to his mouth. "I know you're out there! This is private property! I don't wanna use this, but you'll leave me no choice if I catch you hanging around here!"

A soft rustle from somewhere deep enough that the trees obscured his vis

Trading FavorsWendigo paused in his aimless wanderings through the forest to turn his face to the wind and was surprised to detect a new scent carried on it. One of his kin, inhabiting a female human's body whose scent was unfamiliar to him. He tensed and a soft growl rose from the unconscious depths of his mind. Another spirit in his territory, competing for his food.

He caught himself and shook his head to clear it. He remembered the last time he met one of his kin, and how lonely his departure left him. This spirit threw her scent into the wind, a clear sign she wished to make contact. Now that the territorial hackles of instinct were smoothed somewhat

Home is Where the Scent isIt occurred to Wendigo while he stared at the tiny blob of brown and white in the distance that life would be easier if he could get over his hatred of water. Humans couldn't get enough of it, so stalking the waterways remained one of the most efficient hunting strategies. He scanned the lakeshore, trying to calculate swimming vs. walking distance for reaching the structure on the opposite side.

Wendigo pulled off a boot, crouched at the water's edge, and dipped in a toe. The wetness enveloped his flesh like the prickling of needles poised at the edge of plunging through. He shuddered. After holding still a few moments he hobbled back, shaki

“She killed your helicopter splat.”
It is fun writing sentences that have probably never been uttered in the history of ever.

Word count- 2,480

Next

Two is Company, You are a CrowdThe hare stared the danger down with bulging eyes and wiggled its nose. It followed the wisdom of the ancestors. If I am still, I am a snowdrift. The danger didn’t get the message.

Wendigo calculated the distance to the hare’s fleeing point and crouched on the invisible line. He pounced. The hare exploded from its masquerade as a piece of the scenery and managed a few long-legged bounds. Wendigo swiped it off its feet and sent it tumbling across the snow. Before it could process the blow the predator’s jaws wrapped around its neck, and it was no longer afraid.

Wendigo celebrated the hunt with a victory dance. He leapt and

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Wendigo placed a hand over one set of slashes and lined his claws up with them. Based on their size they must belong to the female. He drew his fingers across the mark with slow, gentle pressure, careful not to scratch the wood and leave a signature of his own. They would be emboldened by the rare experience of having a companion, and hungry. If ev ]]>

Wendigo get-together where nobody is eaten. Yay! I haven’t used the supporting characters much, but I’ve grown attached to them in different ways. Also finally decided on some names to assign them.
Scared-of-Fighting

Uninvited Guest, part IWendigo came across the first evidence of one of his own kind he had seen for a long time while following a path in the woods. It wasn't much of a path, just a pair of grooves left in the snow by some kind of machine, but as an unmistakable sign of recent human activity he was not surprised to find the Other's tracks. The scent told him the Other possessed a male human's body, but it was unfamiliar. He would not be able to tell who the Other was without a closer connection.

He followed the tracks until they intersected with a second pair. They were large and belonged to a human who must have been enjoying a day of snowshoeing. The outing was

Uninvited Guest, part IIThere was not much for Wendigo to do in the frozen wilderness he called home. The endless cycle of hunt and eat grew tedious, and he found himself wanting company more than usual lately. He stared at the Other's tracks, weighing his options. If he followed the human path to the city there would be many people to meet, even if a cannibal's acquaintances tended to be brief. He may never find the city though, so tracking the Other offered a more surefire chance at success. In the end impatience won out.

He followed the Other's trail lazily, keeping well behind scenting range. He broke away frequently to hunt in other directions, but found no si

Always-Angry

ControlThe feeling came over Bill when he was out checking his trap line in the dying light of a winter evening. Eyes on the back of his head. He knew the wary scrutiny of the deer and the hungry yet restrained gaze of the wolf. This didn't feel like either. It didn't belong to this place any more than he did. He would have preferred the wolf.

He turned around, shook his gun at the reddening sky, and cupped his other hand to his mouth. "I know you're out there! This is private property! I don't wanna use this, but you'll leave me no choice if I catch you hanging around here!"

A soft rustle from somewhere deep enough that the trees obscured his vis

Trading FavorsWendigo paused in his aimless wanderings through the forest to turn his face to the wind and was surprised to detect a new scent carried on it. One of his kin, inhabiting a female human's body whose scent was unfamiliar to him. He tensed and a soft growl rose from the unconscious depths of his mind. Another spirit in his territory, competing for his food.

He caught himself and shook his head to clear it. He remembered the last time he met one of his kin, and how lonely his departure left him. This spirit threw her scent into the wind, a clear sign she wished to make contact. Now that the territorial hackles of instinct were smoothed somewhat

Home is Where the Scent isIt occurred to Wendigo while he stared at the tiny blob of brown and white in the distance that life would be easier if he could get over his hatred of water. Humans couldn't get enough of it, so stalking the waterways remained one of the most efficient hunting strategies. He scanned the lakeshore, trying to calculate swimming vs. walking distance for reaching the structure on the opposite side.

Wendigo pulled off a boot, crouched at the water's edge, and dipped in a toe. The wetness enveloped his flesh like the prickling of needles poised at the edge of plunging through. He shuddered. After holding still a few moments he hobbled back, shaki

“She killed your helicopter splat.”
It is fun writing sentences that have probably never been uttered in the history of ever.

Word count- 2,480

Next

Two is Company, You are a CrowdThe hare stared the danger down with bulging eyes and wiggled its nose. It followed the wisdom of the ancestors. If I am still, I am a snowdrift. The danger didn’t get the message.

Wendigo calculated the distance to the hare’s fleeing point and crouched on the invisible line. He pounced. The hare exploded from its masquerade as a piece of the scenery and managed a few long-legged bounds. Wendigo swiped it off its feet and sent it tumbling across the snow. Before it could process the blow the predator’s jaws wrapped around its neck, and it was no longer afraid.

Wendigo celebrated the hunt with a victory dance. He leapt and

]]> http://monstroooo.deviantart.com/art/Three-Empires-Godless-368127668 http://monstroooo.deviantart.com/art/Three-Empires-Godless-368127668 Sat, 27 Apr 2013 03:02:03 PDT Three Empires: Godless nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/shortstory monstroooo http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/o/monstroooo.jpg?3 Copyright 2013 ~monstroooo
This is just a sketch, really, one of several which I am working on in the name of world-building. I like to think that in six months time, I'll have a rich body of background work which defines and explores a rich, low-fantasy universe, with strong themes of alternative history, power and greed.

I'll be posting some of these online to gauge people's reaction. My Three Empire sketches won't be as polished as (I hope) most of the work I publish here. I want to put them together in a couple of quick drafts in order to explore different characters, settings, themes and narrative ideas. While these are, in one sense, tools and notes for my benefit - I hope that they'll also make enjoyable shorts for others to read. ]]>
She turned the corner and faced yet another dead end, shuttered windows and yellowed walls staring blankly at her. She sighed and shuffled back in the direction she came.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of pilgrims must travel to Telassa each year, she mused. The resting place of Eduar ]]>
This is just a sketch, really, one of several which I am working on in the name of world-building. I like to think that in six months time, I'll have a rich body of background work which defines and explores a rich, low-fantasy universe, with strong themes of alternative history, power and greed.

I'll be posting some of these online to gauge people's reaction. My Three Empire sketches won't be as polished as (I hope) most of the work I publish here. I want to put them together in a couple of quick drafts in order to explore different characters, settings, themes and narrative ideas. While these are, in one sense, tools and notes for my benefit - I hope that they'll also make enjoyable shorts for others to read. ]]> http://djele.deviantart.com/art/Zambeto-367005038 http://djele.deviantart.com/art/Zambeto-367005038 Sun, 21 Apr 2013 10:25:56 PDT Zambeto nonadult traditional/drawings/fantasy Djele http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/j/djele.jpg?1 Copyright 2013 ~Djele

]]> http://silfur-zehro.deviantart.com/art/Su-Alteza-Gata-Blanca-Galatha-368684669 http://silfur-zehro.deviantart.com/art/Su-Alteza-Gata-Blanca-Galatha-368684669 Mon, 29 Apr 2013 12:45:11 PDT Su Alteza Gata Blanca Galatha nonadult traditional/drawings/fantasy Silfur-Zehro http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/i/silfur-zehro.jpg?15 Copyright 2013 ~Silfur-Zehro Tiene mucho de mi tiempo y de mi cariño como artista
Tanto tiempo Galatha ]]> Tiene mucho de mi tiempo y de mi cariño como artista
Tanto tiempo Galatha

]]> http://age1234.deviantart.com/art/Somewhere-in-the-night-Part-4-vampire-story-368259411 http://age1234.deviantart.com/art/Somewhere-in-the-night-Part-4-vampire-story-368259411 Mon, 29 Apr 2013 12:59:10 PDT Somewhere in the night Part 4 (vampire story) nonadult literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/intros Age1234 http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/g/age1234.png?1 Copyright 2013 *Age1234
I hope you like it


Part 1: [link]
Part 2: [link]
Part 3: [link]
Batch of Part 1-3: [link]

I would be happy if you would tell me your opinions or what i could/should improve. Thank you in advance!

The cover is a commission did for me. if you liked it, please visit her profile ]]> Mike holds Yukiko in his arms. Both are really tired and exhausted of their journey. Soon they fall asleep.

„Hot, so hot. Why is this summer so hot in your country” Yukiko complains to Mike. She normally lives in an asian country on an island, sh ]]>
I hope you like it


Part 1: [link]
Part 2: [link]
Part 3: [link]
Batch of Part 1-3: [link]

I would be happy if you would tell me your opinions or what i could/should improve. Thank you in advance!

The cover is a commission did for me. if you liked it, please visit her profile ]]>