Skylarynn

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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]

Allo Everyone!

@this-is-not-an-alien @irishcelticredflowercrown @joelle-stone @skylarynn @crazywriter @millennium

How have you been?

Is school going well/not so good/amazing/something else? <3

How is writing?

Thinking about you!

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*

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*was worried the castle was going to do something to them again*

@this-is-not-an-alien @irishcelticredflowercrown @joelle-stone @skylarynn @crazywrite…[Read more]

Hello Everyone!

@this-is-not-an-alien @irishcelticredflowercrown @joelle-stone @skylarynn @crazywriter @millennium

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]

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]

Guys.
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]

@joelle-stone

Haha that’s okay XD its actually the Bloody Mink, its her street name.

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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]

After Nithel had the patch, about the size of an adult’s hand, torn, he moved toward her on his knees, about to dip it in the water and hand it to her. But as his eyes touched her, she looked like she was going to burst. Questions spilling and jumping inside her more than the water.

She leaned forward, hoping, yet timid. Excited, but wary and…[Read more]

Mayra followed Nithel to the stream and cupped her hands in it, feeling the coolness of it. She drank thirstily, the dryness of her throat slowly recovering.

She heard a ripping sound and turned to see Nithel ripping his shirt. Her mouth fell open as he tore a large piece of it away. What was he-?

She felt the blood drip down her nose and her…[Read more]

After Nithel spoke, he could see questions roiling in her mind. It was fine. Some of the seriousness left him, and his shoulders relaxed. Intrigue of his own coming as he watched her finger a pendent. A charm about the neck, like Alessio had before he gave the leather strap to Nithel. Perhaps they were from the same world? Both with strange…[Read more]

I am Nithel, son of Father. Those words bounced back and forth in Mayra’s head, over and over again. She shook her head, confused. What was he on about? Who was this father of his? And why did he not refer to him by his proper name?

Unless – unless that was his name.

The gears in her brain pushed themselves into motion as she stared at this…[Read more]

“You – should not – care,” Mayra’s voice was tight, her body tensing to where her hands fisted. “Who – are you? Why – do this?”

He breathed in and out, thinking. He didn’t look from her face, face serious, but still not unkind.

I was created for the protection of mankind. I love you; how could I go against my purpose? He straightens, tu…[Read more]

Mayra stared at him silently, her jaw tight. Her eyes were stinging as if she was holding back a wave of tears. This boy was either brave or stupid, to treat her with such courtesy. He wanted her to eat with them, even after everything that had happened. Her chest tightened at the sight of his soft eyes.

“You – should not – care,” Mayra ans…[Read more]