Interlude One - Hunting for AnswersThe snows were descending the Western Wall.
Kavus looked up from his most recent kill, one paw-hand resting on the shoulder of the deer whose’ throat he had just ripped out. He’d come to learn that the prey needed to bleed out swiftly, or it could potentially taint the meat-
But the cold white blanket overlying the mountains had caught his attention. Each day it had descended a little bit further; today it had made a marked decent.
There was no way to know exactly what was coming. No one- not the Lir, not the Logos and who knew about the Humans- had ever seen this weather before. Every single day brought something new which no one had ever experienced before. As the raven Amintajinn had said some days earlier- holding out a dark-green leaf to him, with all of the promise that came with its’ purpose- ‘All is new under the sun.’
But the lowering clouds were more and more blocking the sun- and bringing down prey had become harder. Both seemed to bode ill for
For a FriendFor a Friend
Your wings may be broken, your wings may be used,
Your feathers may tear and your skin it may bruise,
But whether you’re fighting at school or at home,
Know that you’re never alone.
Your eyes they may tear, your resistance may fall,
You may lose this one fight, or you may lose all,
But whether you’re fighting someone or yourself,
Know that I’m here to help.
You’ve overcome much and will overcome more,
So whether you’re cold, calm, sick or sore
I know that you fight to not say goodbye;
Know that so do I.
Your wings may be torn, your skin may be cut,
Your nails be bitten and your life in a rut,
You may fight as to whether to go or to stay;
Know it must be this way.
Your skin may be blue, your eyes full of tears,
Your life always broken, your heart full of fears,
But whether you’re sick, wounded or sore,
Know that there’s always a door.
Your wings may be broken, your wings may be used,
Your feathers may tea
Keyseekers - Ch1
- Fire Warg -
Three Years Later...
Zerena stirred from her unintentional nap. Her eyes fluttered open. She was in a vast, open field of tall green and golden grasses, surrounded by an ancient wood. The nearby forest was thick with tall trees. Adorned with their new, spring leaves, they spanned the horizons as far as the eye could see. Ruins of an ancient civilization lost at the hands of time lay scattered throughout the area. The old stone structures were so overgrown with vines and mosses, they seemed as though they were a natural part of this world.
Far in the distance—towards the north—stood a colossal castle-like fortress—Windale Keep. Built of large, interlocking stones, it was the only structure that remained completely intact for miles around. Though it was in constant need of repairs, whoever had originally constructed the old castle, had certainly built it to last. The fort had always serv
Hello Mr. PresidentGern hätt’ ich diesen Tag verpennt,
Trump ist nun der Präsident.
Hirnlos, plump und egomanisch,
macht er mich ein wenig panisch.
Dieser Mann beherrscht die Welt,
macht, was immer ihm gefällt,
Hetzt und schimpft, ist voller Hass
Seine Dummheit, die ist krass.
Und er zieht in jede Schlacht.
Liebe Welt, dann gute Nacht!
Der KreisAuf dem Blatt des Bärenklau
Schimmert schwach ein Tropfen Tau.
Die Welt, sie schläft so früh am Morgen,
Stille herrscht, noch fern die Sorgen.
Nur schwach durchdringt die Nebelschicht
Des neuen Tages erstes Licht.
Doch die Nebel steigen schnell,
Schon scheint die Sonne gleißend hell.
Der Tropfen - groß ist er und perfekt rund -
Nun funkelt er und leuchtet bunt.
Insekten kann er Wasser geben.
Es summt und brummt, es tobt das Leben.
Und doch kann es nicht von Dauer sein,
Schon ist der Tropfen winzig klein.
Und als es wird so richtig heiß,
Bleibt bald nur aus Salz ein Kreis...
Doch obgleich der Tropfen scheint verloren,
Wird er des Nachts doch neu geboren.
The Duat - Ch 1Chapter One - The Road Ahead
An Egyptian woman reclined on a bed made of stone. She was clothed in a plain, white kalasiris that draped down to her ankles. A bronze belt fasted tightly upon her waist, emphasizing her femininity. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her neck and chest in tiny braids adorned with beads of bright blue and gold. Her skin was the shade of golden tan desert sands. She wore several pieces of jewelry—earrings and bracelets of gold, lapis, and turquoise. She stirred as though awakening from a deep slumber. Though her body was paralyzed, her dark eyes were able to scan the room from the corners of their sockets.
She witnessed a startling sight. A man that was half bird loomed over her with a clawed hand. Dressed in warrior's garments he stood on two feet, yet possessed the head and wings of a falcon. The woman's first instinct was to cry out in fright, but she could not speak. It felt as though her mouth had been s
Work, like you don't need the money.
Love, like nobody has ever hurt you.
Dance, like nobody is watching.
Sing, like nobody is listening.
Live, as if this was paradise on Earth.
(I don't remember where that's from, but I like it a lot)
What is YOUR alignment?
I'm chaotic neutral ^^ with the following detailed results:
Lawful Good ----- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Neutral Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (15)
Chaotic Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (17)
Lawful Neutral -- XXXXXXXXXXX (11)
True Neutral ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (17)
Chaotic Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (19)
Lawful Evil ----- XXXXXXXXXXX (11)
Neutral Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (17)
Chaotic Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (19)
Law & Chaos:
Law ----- XXX (3)
Neutral - XXXXXXXXX (9)
Chaos --- XXXXXXXXXXX (11)
Good & Evil:
Good ---- XXXXXX (6)
Neutral - XXXXXXXX (8)
Evil ---- XXXXXXXX (8)
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Me around the internet
(For all of you who want to stalk me )
I just uploaded my very first chapter on Wattpad.com. You find my account here: www.wattpad.com/user/DuchesseO… (20th August 2016)
I plan to upload more of my written works there, if I get round to doing all the revisions that are due. That's far too many ...
Ich habe seit kurzem Fanfiktion: www.fanfiktion.de/u/DuchesseOf…
Hier könnt ihr auch meine Shadowrun-Geschichten auf Deutsch lesen, allerdings gibt es hier auf dA weit mehr von mir. Ich lade es langsam, nur nach und nach jetzt auch auf FF.de hoch. (April 4, 2015)
Just collecting points for fun
There's something I can give you in return for your donation. Everyone gets a llama (if not already given). If you donate more points, I look through your gallery and give you comments and/or critiques.
However, I don't like "buying" watches or faves for points, so I don't do that. Anyhow, if I like your work, I might as well fave it and watch you
Here's the list:
0-9 1 Llama
10-19 1 comment
20-29 3 comments
30-39 5 comments
40-49 8 comments
Note that I don't have that much time right now. Due to this it can take a while until you receive a comment from me.