Novelember 1No-one ever remembers when they first hear the story, but everyone knows it. And most people do not tire of hearing it again on the festival days.Novelember 1
In its briefest version, the story goes like this:
A very, very long time ago the world was a dark place. Demons and monsters ruled through their strength and their weird powers, and man was a hunted and wretched thing, cowering in fear. Towns would be built and wiped out constantly, and the weakness of humans prevented any possible way for them to stop it. The people cried out to the gods to deliver them.
Whether it was in response to this prayer or not is de
On ParadiseI had a dream.On Paradise
Not one of the exciting ones, the kind you have while you're asleep. The weird thing is that I wasn't in it. And neither were you. Instead, it was about a ship-load of sailors. They were stuck on a beautiful Pacific Island. On recollection, I never found out how. Maybe they were ship-wrecked? Maybe they were just damn lucky.
The islanders who were there before them were lucky too, because these sailors weren't no pirates. They were pretty enlightened for people during the enlightenment, and decided that if they were to stay on the island they'd have to learn to live with the islanders
A Tale of Two LionsA Tale of two LionsA Tale of Two Lions
In the beginning time when the world was being formed, the Spring-Lady Aellen sought to give one of her latest creations, a small flying insect, a grand gift. So she sought out the Smith-God Oron to borrow some of the stars he crafted for the Queen-of-all-Creation. She would give the softest light to her lesser being and make it extraordinary.
No sooner had Aellen entered Oron's smithy than the blind old man fell head over heels in love with her. For you see, Oron was dedicated to his work, and loved the making of things above all else: he had not left his smith since the Father-of-All and Queen-o
Lucid Dreamer VI: SoarThe city has a beauty all of its own. Different to the country, or the sea, or the mountains, but still unmistakably there. This high up it was all lights and the distant stories of people.Lucid Dreamer VI: Soar
Anton had, with Beatrice, bought their apartment here specifically so they could head up to the roof and look out of a night. They'd never really been up here since they got it. Beatrice had wondered if it was because it was so easy now that they'd lost interest. Anton leaned against the railing and thought that she was probably right. But it was still a magnificent view. A field of stars, twinkling around a million lives. What could you
Novelember
Lonely
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Please close your brackets or your secret will get away.
Shall be ever so troublesome to get back again.
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She sailed through a living sun, who sighed in perfect relief
Thank'ee!
People
could have
died!
So you're welcome hehe
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She sailed through a living sun, who sighed in perfect relief
psst.. you have failed to fix it!
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She sailed through a living sun, who sighed in perfect relief
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Life is a dance; step up
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I am the cheese
..let me sing you to sleep with sweet songs of your destruction..
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I broke my Avatar... Can I get a new one?
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