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The Blood King - ProloguePrologueThe Blood King - Prologue by Tyrannuss555
The clanking of the guard’s armour echoed through out the dankness of the tunnel. So deep underground he passed only a few of guards with spears-in-hand all bearing the symbol of the holy lamb engraved in their sliver chest plates. The air was cold kicking the puddles of water beneath his feet dragging behind a fly covered pound of rotten flesh lifting up his nose. After minutes threw the tunnel he finally came to his halt. Towering over his head stood a gigantic metal door made from tones of melded silver, which gave off an unusual chill down his spine.
With only one man standing guard he unlocked the silver-made vault. The door grinded echoing through the tunnel letting out the rats that scurried passed their feet. Within was so dark with no light or window the guard could see his breath. Narrowing his eyes in disgust passed the old bones of cow legs lay steel chains bond to pale skin. So thin and bony its nails grew long black talons like a hawk.
-Laura From Now On- a short story-Laura From Now On- a short story by AlyssaStehle
She flexed her tender aching wings in her sleep. I can’t reach the place where she lays. Reality is such a flexible thing. It changes person to person. What matters is how reality is perceived. Even so, I cannot escape my own reality. I can bend it, and bend it, but it will never be broken. I have an insatiable yearning to shatter this world. I reached though the smoky images floating seconds away. I was reaching for her. She stirred once more and sent ripples though time. Ah, Iris, you’re so beautiful. You don’t know it, but you are.
I curse myself every time this happens. I torture myself. I talk down to myself. I hate myself. I’m so gluttonous. How many innocents must I sacrifice before I am appeased? I don’t know. I can’t stop. I can’t remember when it started. Every time it starts I say, “This will be the last
TrappedThe pale light had scarcely punctured the dark sky but the most of Asgard had already been up for many hours. They had been busying themselves with preparations. Not the kind of preparations for a celebration (that had been out of the minds of the gods for months), no this was very different. It was as if the legendary citadel was preparing to take a great danger and sinister force within the unshakable walls. Even those who were not taking part in these preparations, the fruit sellers, the weavers, the fish mongers, the everyday folk, felt a great unease that seeped from the land. Many were ignorant of the reason for such unrest, including the Aesir’s youths.Trapped by sir-hattington
The young boy had been awake for hours, or perhaps it had just been minutes, it was hard to tell as he had not once opened his eyes. He enjoyed slipping in and out of realms of rest and alertness. Although, admittedly, when the time came when the boy would have to open his eyes he would feel drained, but it was a
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