Alessio catches Malvat conversing with Lupa who…in one of the cages? Uh sure, whatever, doesn’t even make the top thousand weird and traumatic events of the day. It’s productive… probably
“Can you get the door open without letting it out?” He asked moving toward the cage a little, but he glanced back at Mayra, wondering if it was ok to take her ha…[Read more]
“What door should we choose?” Alessio, the Bearer of Fire, said. Malvat could see the rage seething in his thoughts and decided that now was not the best time to appear callous. (Cathy: IKR?!?!? There would have been a Dragon vs. FireBoy duel right then and there. XD)
Ignoring the girl who crept up behind Alessio and began murmuring to him, Mal…[Read more]
Just like that…gone.
And Alessio didn’t know what to do then. He didn’t move he hardly even breathed, staring at the place his friend had been. In the blink of an instant it was as if he never even was there, only a figment of his imagination. Could something so important really vanish out of your life in just that fast? Of course…of course,…[Read more]
Nithel hadn’t quite realized he was vanishing until Alessio raced over and he reached for the youth’s hand. Nithel’s hand was like a mist. He was fading. The man’s heart dropped, and he looked stunned at his friend. Shaking his head slowly, I don’t want to leave you. I want to leave this accursed place. But not without you… Oh Alessio… But…[Read more]
@kimlikesart OOOOOH I LIKES THIS!!!!!!
Alessio was still trying to process all the chaos in his head when everything exploded into color that could’ve cracked under his skull. Instinct jolts him to his feet, snatching for any noise to prepare for a sudden attack from any direction. A moan like the whole ground gusting with pain. And suddenly e…[Read more]
My lord, The Castle, is getting angry.
Everyone was just standing there!!! AND HE HADN’T EVEN PUT THEM IN A TIME-WARP. They were just standing still, not moving.
Well then, if you’re going to be like that…
There was a bright flash of light, and everyone was blinded in it. A strange groaning surrounds them. Then they’re back inside a room.…[Read more]
Nithel still sits and does the same thing.
Then it occurs to him that he didn’t finish passing out food. Maybe the wolf-girl wanted some… And the dragon.
*doesn’t move yet, though*
*was worried the castle was going to do something to them again*
I’ve been thinking, for a week or two, about changing out Nithel. Or at least changing his age.
Where he is now is about a year after he came to the world, and is still naive to everything, and learning.
Would it be alright if I…[Read more]
Nithel watched Alessio and the girl some, but also closed his eyes. Thinking. Still stunned by the pain of Man, and all that happened.
He was glad that Alessio cared so much for her. But he flamed inside that one had hurt him, like one had the girl. But he remained silent now, feeling that all his talking had done more harm than good. So he’d…[Read more]
“The end never justifies the means.”
Malvat swiveled his head in the direction of Alessio, who was speaking. Fire danced with his hair.
“You think your cause is worth it and everyone else’s choice is irrelevant. Maybe it started that if you control or manipulate someone for their own good it’s fine. It’s fine if you can save the day, if you can…[Read more]
Nithel felt the tension rising like a flame. Rising beneath the surface compressing, compressing. He straightened a bit more, mind racing. A simple conversation. Alessio.
Nithel’s chest burns but he makes himself stay calm. He doesn’t want to be standing behind Jericho, it meant he blessed her; that he believed and agreed with everything she…[Read more]
Sorry for the delay everyone, I’ve been preparing for my brother’s wedding and battling tonsillitis the past week or so.
Jericho and Brendin merely listened to the various other conversations taking place around them. Brendin winced at some of Nithel’s words; noticing, Jericho placed a hand on her friend’s shoulder. She tensed when M…[Read more]
Nithel’s eyes were closed, but when he opened them, the burned with a passion older than the stars. “The Lord has given me pain,” he whispered. “Much of it. I was created for it. He saw my pain as worth it, for the good it would work in others.
He didn’t force me to obey what He wished. My brother did not.
I chose to, for I wanted to give m…[Read more]
I’m on the Internet twice a day and I come back to this!?!
I love you guys
The ripping sound caught Alessio’s attention and his eyes darted to the noise. Nithel was…oh ok…Actually he was way too used to that sound, never enough bandages and…
“A change that will rattle Saorsa to its core.” Lupa said with a curling smile. Alessio consc…[Read more]
As she laughed, Nithel didn’t smile at all. His eyes so serious.
Born yesterday. A common thing said to him. He looked at her face, his brows crunching, feeling old again. For just a moment thinking. *thoughts* *is still waiting for the dragon to jump in and silence this*
His gaze didn’t waver, pain in his chest, but resolve and love in his…[Read more]
Haha that’s okay XD its actually the Bloody Mink, its her street name.
The dragon made total sense to Mayra. She recognised the darkness in his tone, his words. She understood him.
Then Nithel spoke up softly. “He loves you. He has given you life.” … “And though it can seem like a curse, and with it we may curse o…[Read more]
The dragon growled, gaze fixed on Nithel’s. Nithel held it, not looking away and strong.
“Nothing that means anything to you, human,” the dragon’s tone was without emotion, trying to end the subject. But could easily have been bitter. With a bit of imagination.
Nithel’s eyes softened, though still guarded, chest hurting. But it does mean som…[Read more]
“What has He done to you?” Nithel asked quietly, glancing first from Malvat to the girl – the Blood Mink (this is the right character, right? I keep getting Lupa and your character mixed up, @irishredcelticflowercrown XDD).
Malvat growled and lowered his head back to the turf, not letting his gaze wander away from Nithel’s sincere face. “Nothing…[Read more]
Malvat listened to the mankinds converse with disinterest. Their petty concerns were of no value to him.
Until the empowered girl asked, “Is Dewos real?”
Surprise flitted through Malvat’s body. Who was Dewos? Why would she ask the one who thought in a different language this question? Were they from the same place?
“Dewos,” she repeated, “-the…[Read more]
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