#Stories of Aequalis
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Find the word
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My words: loyal, haste, frost, glory
Your words: familiar, equal, pierce, door
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Noelle's research part two (part one was here)
Jack, Jill, and Beau climb a beanstalk
TWO SOTL passages???? Anyways Jack is having a good time
Shapeshifting chitchat
(Dis)loyal - from The Secret Portal Part Two (article Noelle reads)
When I first joined the Aequales, I fully believed in the ideals that were preached. Now, I am unsure of what to do.
It is true, the Aequales wants to bring peace to our world. The Aequales wants Inutilia to have the same rights as other Alii. As a fader, I still believe that Inutilia should not be treated the way they have in the past. I believe that Raissa Kamanzi’s methods are flawed. But Atsila McLain is not who we’ve been looking for.
I had nothing but respect for the woman when I first joined. But as the years have gone on, I have found her to be insufferable. She’s demanding, harsh, zealoted, and disloyal to those around her. She doesn’t even seem to care much for her family, only obsessed with the end goals in mind. The ends do not always justify the means, and I am starting to believe she is no better than Raissa Kamanzi.
It seems that even though Atsila does not appear to be lying about the rights of Inutilia, it is awfully convenient that her best friend is Inutil. Due to her being in high political standing in her neighborhood, having a high socioeconomic status, her connections to both the Sector 8 and 9 governments, and umbrakinesis, it is no wonder she is able to persuade the masses to her side. The Aequales does have many Inutilia members, some of them ex-Refuga, but there are a disproportionate amount of powered individuals, many of them using the Aequales’ guise of morality as an excuse to be bigoted to Aequalis Inutilia.
Does Atsila kick out these bigots for not holding her ideals? No. She uses the advantage. She uses their pull to gain more and more followers. More and more people away from Raissa Kamanzi.
I admit, it’s a brilliant strategy. But I cannot stand for a person who turns a blind eye to the very thing she’s supposedly fighting against just because the ends will justify the means.
Loyalty is a strong theme in TSP why do I never use it lol
Haste - from School of the Legends Year One
Outside, Jack, Jill, and Beau stood around the giant beanstalk, all armed with helmets, rope, and sickels around their waists, just in case one of them fell and had to dig into the side of the stalk in a haste. They tied the rope around each of their waists--Beau leading the way and Jack taking up the rear.
“Alright,” said Beau, digging his foot into the side of the beanstalk and grabbing onto loose tendrils sticking out of it. “Let’s do this.” He began to climb up the side of the beanstalk. After he was high enough, Jill followed him. Jack looked up the beanstalk again. He couldn’t see the top, and today it was very cloudy--it may have been above the clouds. That wasn't a good sign. There was no way they’d reach the top, but surely Jill and Beau knew that. They were just having a bit of fun.
And Jack was going to have fun, too. Once it was his turn, he followed his sister up the side of the giant beanstalk.
The beanstalk was a lot easier to climb than Jack initially thought. It was about as thick as a tree trunk and had many layers of intertwined, well, stalks. Jack did slip a few times, but so did Beau and Jill. Maybe they were all average climbers.
After what seemed like hours, Jack was beginning to get tired. How much longer until they were at the top? Jack strengthened his grip before he dared to tilt his head up. When he saw it was still forever, he felt weakened. Maybe if I looked down I could see how far we’ve come. Nope. That was a rubbish idea.
“Beau!” Jack called upward.
“Yes?” Beau yelled back.
“Is there any way we could possibly speed this up?”
“Yeah!” said Jill. “It’s starting to get a little less fun than expected.”
“Okay,” said Beau. “Just give me a second.”
Jack tilted his head back to look at Beau, who appeared to be concentrating. A tickling sensation on his chest caused Jack to jump. Parts of the beanstalk were wrapping around his torso, tight enough to be firm, and yet loose enough to allow him to breathe.
“Hold on!” Beau said. Jack looked back up just in time to see his cousin thrust his hand groundward, and the three of them were shot toward the sky. A scream seemed to escape Jack’s lips, but he didn’t hear any sound. He struggled to keep his eyes open against the speed. He couldn’t find any way to speak, so silently willed Beau to stop, or at least slowdown. After a moment or so, it appeared to have worked. Well, it didn’t--Beau just stopped.
Not the most exciting passage imo but it was my only use of the word
Frost - from School of the Legends Year One
Jack stood with his feet just over shoulder-width apart, his left foot slightly behind his right. He focused his eyes on the wheelbarrow a few yards ahead. He pulled his left arm back and shot it forward. A stream of ice leapt out of his palm, striking the tire of the wheelbarrow. Jack laughed, spinning around. “Didja see that?!”
“Sure did,” Jill said, grinning broadly. “You’re getting better at that.”
Jack was sure his face was gonna split--that’s how hard he was smiling. He bounced on the balls of his feet to look back at the frozen wheel. Sure, he was aiming for the bed of the wheelbarrow, but honestly, who cared? Certainly not Jack.
It had been a few weeks since their adventure up the beanstalk, and ever since the surprise letter, Jack had been trying out these ice powers he’d apparently possessed his whole life--that was something Jack still thought came out of the blue, although in the time that had past, it was starting to become more natural. His aim, still, was not terrible, not great, just average--so Jack was still Jack.
“Thanks,” Jack said, responding to his sister. “Aw, this is wicked, ain’t it?”
“You bet it is!” Jill said, crossing over to kneel beside the wheelbarrow. “You shot this out of your hand! I couldn’t even do that if I tried!”
“Have you tried?”
Jill pursed her lips. She stood again and backed up until she was next to Jack. She mimicked his earlier thrust of the palm. “Yeah, I tried.”
“It’s still a little weird that I can do it,” Jack admitted.
“Why? Because it’s above-average?”
“Well, yeah, actually.”
“Come on, Jack!” Jill said. “Stop being such a puss and enjoy this!”
“Oh, I’m enjoying this alright,” Jack said, smiling again at the wheel. “It just feels… weird? Off-book? Out-of-character?”
“Hey, if you want to feel more like your ‘old self,’ that appears to be an average amount of frost on that wheel.”
Jack tilted his head slightly. “Yeah, you’re bang on with that.”
Jill laughed, giving him a playful push on the shoulder.
Glory Importance (literally the closest synonym and it was only said once) - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Maddie POV)
“So, what does Liam have planned for you today?” she asked.
“I dunno,” I said, shrugging. “We basically go over what each animal can do, and the importance of each one in a given situation. I assume more of that?”
“Is that all y’all do?”
I shrugged. “Pretty much. I mean, we focus on some combat.”
“What does Liam turn into?”
“I dunno, wood, diamonds, bricks. Water, sometimes.”
“Which one of you is more powerful?”
“I think technically he is,” I said. The doors slid open to an empty dining hall and we stepped in. I went to the replicator, ordered a granola bar, and then turned back into the elevator.
“What Level are y’all again?” Kelsey asked as we stepped in. “Training room.”
“I’m a Level-2, he’s Level-3,” I said.
“So he is?”
“I mean, shapeshifting is weird. The Levels aren’t related to each other.”
“What are they?”
“Uh, people, animals, textures,” I said. “One Level does all living things, and the highest Level can shift into anything. They’re called omnimorphs.”
Kelsey let out a whistle. “Imagine being an omnimorph.” She cocked her head. “Could an omnimorph replicate the internal structure of an Alii?”
I thought about it for a second. “Like, replicate their powers?” I shrugged. “Maybe. Do you think Hye-Jin is some level of omnimorph?”
“I dunno,” Kelsey said as the doors slid open. “She could. It may not even be related.”
“Either way,” I said as the two of us stepped into the training room, “omnimorphs are pretty rare. There hasn’t been a recorded one in a century.”
Levels are up to chance I'm figuring it out. Think Maddie is more powerful but unsure.
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[Message received from ♡}•¿°<]
"I would like to ask the same question, but I guess it's kind of my fault? If I had known they were in there I would've escorted you out of there.
It looks like we might get caught after all...umm...oops.
I'll try to talk to them. Hopefully they'll understand."
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"If you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you"-quote from Friedrich Nietzsche
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D&D/Pathfinder Character
I did not make the drawing, only altered the colors!
Credit is from the anime otome Nil.
This is my character, Deor Fluenti (which was inspired by the webtoon Deor found here.
https://www.webtoons.com/en/fantasy/deor/list?title_no=1663&page=1
I made him a Royal Drow for a D&D campaign my friend is DMing. The premise is kind of isekai (people taken from their home worlds and transported to another). He is a swashbuckler & gladiator class!!
This is his story (credit goes to J.OORI the creator of Deor webtoon that inspired this character!).
World: Gaelius, Kingdom of Evangale
Hobbies: Reading, painting, herb gathering, gardening, sword training, playing piano, making 'wonderous items' with the help of the Court Magius's (magic-using guards of the castle).
Prequel to Aeons of Aelk
Being magius-less never really bothered Deor. He made up for it with his skills, studious and inquisitive nature. Reading about the world, how things work, and applying that knowledge has kept him from being completely cut off from the outside world. Though those around him; both aristocracy and royalty alike (except for a select few), found him to be both a smear to the throne line and a 'weak-link' for his 'incompetance' with magic and his lineage. (Drow, as a race, aren't particularly 'looked down' upon, but they aren't held in the greatest regard, though they have their own nation, to which his mother came from, Zirnakaynin).
Five days before Deor being sent to Aelk he and his siblings were summoned by the King. Vincent would let the crown decide the next heir rather than 'line of succession'. The crown is magical and deems the 'worthiness' of the individual who touches it. Vincent is the only one able to currently hold it without turning to ash. Deor vies to be the next King and wants to prove that you don't need magius to rule a Kingdom, rather, wits and a commitment and kindness to those of the land. Though he holds his father in high-regard in terms of his magic abilities, he has found him to be rather uncaring when it comes to the common people. He finds this out when one breaks into the King's summons to his children and tries to take the crown by force, only for him to crumble to ashes at its touch. After the summons, some that were cold and hateful towards him before, knowing now Deor has a chance at the throne, do a 180. They start becoming friendly, to which this irks and disgusts Deor immensely.
A few days later, demons are sighted by the fetchling Dante (the odd speaking Court Security Liaison & Tactician) within the southern borders of Evangale' castle. All Vincent's children are sent to different corners of the border. Deor ends up almost getting assassinated to which Aequali comes to his aid. The assassin is captured, though a second one tries to 'finish the other off' for not doing the job. Deor sees this and deflects the throwing dagger and pursues the other assassin. He ends up saving the second assassin's life by tossing away the explosives he had on him that detonates on impact before they fell from a building and sends him to be interrogated. The assassins ask Deor why he won't give the order to kill them to which he replies "I want to be a King to be proud of, not feared". After the clean-up, there is a party a few days later, to which, Lady Fluenti gets poisoned by drink. They couldn't finish Deor, so they poisoned his mother as a warning. Those that support the magius-less drow prince, will end with the same fate. His mother did not die, but she is bed-ridden and very weak. Deor has an inkling as to who is responsible but not definitively one person. He ends up tending to his mother for a day and then goes to train in the courtyard with his rapier, to which he then meets a certain person that takes him to Aelk.
Father: Vincent Evangale, Human: It's rumored his life has been extended by defeating the Demon Lord, Invidia. He has incredible magus power; especially ice magus. Invidia's physical body was destroyed though its soul still remains lingering about the land. Vincent married Camille and has multiple 'wives' but the Kingdom of Evangale doesn't operate with a 'Queen', to which Deor finds a bit odd.
Mother: Lady Camille Fluenti, Royal Drow: was sent to marry Vincent for the diplomatic quelling in the region. Very beautiful but has a mysterious aura about her. She spends most of her time teaching Deor of herbs and flowers in the court garden and loves her son deeply. Others in castle think she is ill and won't approach her. Deor is very fond of his mother and is the one he's the most close to.
Siblings: Different races and ages, though Deor is the only drow in line for the throne and all have aptitude for magius except for him. They've all had some form of outside presence in the kingdom (whether it be politically or on the 'front lines against demons'), except Deor.
First Prince Antonio & First Princess Illyan (High-Elves): Don't care for Deor, they think he doesn't deserve the throne nor should even have a chance because he is 'an incompetent'. They resent their father for not marrying their mother and of his sudden 'competition for the crown' declaration.Vincent's act has them both on edge and willing to do anything to obtain the crown.
Prince Domenico, Human: Ginger hair, isn't particularly interested in the crown, would rather work politically behind the scenes.
Princess Solaris de Roma, Johann de Roma, Aequali de Roma (Aasimars): All de Roma's were adopted by the King for their aptitude for magius or their divine abilities. Solaris is like a doting older half-sister to Deor, always making a fuss and worrying if he's okay. Aequali is most of the commoner's preference choice for the next King (very charismatic and kind, Paladin of Desna) though he wants Deor to be the next King and would like to be his right-hand advisor. Johann loathes Deor and vies for the crown (Deor has a suspicion that he had a hand in poisoning his mother, possibly with the First Prince and Princess's help).
Princess Stella, Human: "red-head with the temper to match!", Often puts Deor down, also vies for the crown, 'scary but tiny' is a way to describe her.
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“Hush, you’ll wake the demon”
From another prompt I can’t remember. Something Angst.
“Hush, you’ll wake the demon”
I adjusted the blanket on Mona as our guests entered the room. She lay on her stomach as she used one arm for a pillow while the other arm dangle from the sofa and onto the floor. Magica came back with a big soft pillow and slowly, without trying to wake her up, lifted Mona’s head and inserted the pillow before placing her head back down. I caressed her head when she started to stir, and she purred in response.
A beast lying underneath the trees shade that cover them from the warm sun. Pure bliss written across their face as they take a nap during the afternoon from a long day of work. Her relaxing and peaceful look was in contrast to the intimidating and feral look she gave to her enemies. However, this was still a beast lying in wait as one wrong move could wake her, but that image dissipated when she turned to her side and held my hand. My hand was still caressing her hair, but she held it in her own slightly smaller hand. I tried to move my hand, but she held both my index and middle finger. A small defenseless child afraid of the dark and pleading her parents to stay with them so the monsters won’t get them.
How scared they must’ve been when they weren’t there.
“In times like these,” I adjusted the blanket again, “she reminds me that she’s still a 12-year-old girl”.
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It’s the same person. Let’s just say, this was something foretold in the scriptures of old and the records of this creature. She has no control over it, and people are concern, considering the fact that it can literally end the world by taking one big bite over a single insignificant planet.
Imagine this: the world is the size of it’s eyeball.
Yup, this was scare people and their future descendants.
I love making her like this.
I guess this design was fixed after having an oc for a fanfiction. I just made it a billion times more terrifying.
There’s actually a sad story to its form
Don’t steal, my precious destructive monster, belongs to wolfdrago8.
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Meet....well...they don’t have an official name for this form. Tree Monster? It was kind of inspired by the wendigo. However, I recently learned that wendigo’s don’t originally have horns, so...not a tree monster?.
You could say this the humanoid form of their hunter form. I made this 2019 Halloween.
Facts:
-The Mist Monster and the Humanoid Monster (I’m going with that) of the Monere clan are the same person. The Mist Monster form was a 4th phase in their life while the humanoid monster was the 3rd phase in their life.
Hints/Future notes (?):
This clan is very special for multitude of reasons, and probably OP.
Trust me, this is just the tip of the iceberg of all the lore that’s behind this clan and the world it lives in.
These characters belong to me, so NO stealing. They’re my precious babies!
Though, I think they need a hug.
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Meet my mist monster.
There’s more to this creature that meets the eye (no pun intended).
One day I’ll tell you who and what the backstory of this creature is. I have it in my head, it’s just that I need to refine the character. I need a character with a clear personality or rather one I can grasp and easily understand them.
For now, you’ll just get to see The Mist Monster of the Monere Clan (probably will change the name as time goes on)
This character belongs to me by the way. No stealing.
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Lumina Noctum (Night Lights).
A creature of the night, a messenger for the God of Night, and a helper of Death.
These creatures help guide the creatures who are lost in the dark, and they are said to help the spirits move on to the Afterlife. They were also messengers for the God of Night.
Fact: their design and lore was inspired by Ray the firefly from The Princess and the Frog. Also that bright star was a reference to Evangeline, Ray’s love.
My creature, don’t steal, belongs to wolfdrago8.
Does anyone like the song Ray sings about Evangeline? It’s so relaxing and beautiful.
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“You can run to the farthest lands, you can climb the highest mountains, you can swim to the deepest of oceans, you can run to the ends of the universe...
But you can never outrun the Hunter in the Shadows...
That’s why dear children...
Don’t be naughty...or else
You’ll become the Hunter’s next target”.
Meet the Hunter of the Night. The 2nd phase this person experience in their life. They hunt during the New Moon, because it’s dark. I actually have a small story about it.
Known fact: they originally was supposed to look like the Indoraptor from Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom. My book was a fanfiction, but I guess I wanted something different. Got this form from a dream actually. It originally looked like Kirin, and it was supposed to mock the God of Night, which had a similar form. However, the design of the God of Night was then changed.
I can’t wait to introduce this character.
This image belongs to me, wolfdrago8, so no stealing.
Or else they hunt you in the Next new moon.
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Nyctophobia: An extreme or irrational fear of the night or of the darkness.
“Since the beginning of time, humans have always been afraid of the dark.
But, it was never the dark that they fear...
It’s what was lurking in it...
There lies a creature forgotten by time itself...
That people tried to forget...
Acted that it never existed in the first place.
Trying to forget a creature so terrifying that many have died from fright?
But it never forget...
It roamed the night...
When the moon is born anew...
That’s where the darkness seeps in...”
Meet the Monster of the Dark, or better yet What lurks in the Dark.
This was the 1st phase that the person (humanoid monster, mist monster) experience in their life.
Despite what the text says they’re...kind of nice? I mean...they don’t intentionally want to scare people to death.
Known fact: their design was inspired by The Beast from Over the Garden Wall and Sullivan from Monster Inc. You can see the similarities in the eyes, for the Beast, and maybe the form as well (from Sullivan). In the movie Monster University, there was a scene in which Sullivan scares the adults. In Over the Garden Wall, there was a scene in which what The Beast looked like beyond the cloak of darkness (Don’t look it up, it’s actually terrifying). Put those two together and we have this. You may think beyond that cloak of darkness (yes my baby is in fact covered by a cloak of darkness) is fur,...but it’s not. It’s actually slimy muscles mixed with fur...yeah that scene from Over the Garden Wall kind of inspired that.
This is my precious baby when she was trying to figure out what it meant to be the descendant of someone (no spoilers). Don’t steal them, because you’ll die from fright from them.
So don’t steal, this is my harmless (?) baby
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Writing Prompt #2
http://margaretterblanche.com/en/2018/02/02/writing-prompt-collection-2/
Prompt is from the link above.
Author’s Note: I might delete this writing prompt.
“I Dare You” A snarl came with Mona’s statement as she was left facing with criminal in front of her. I crept quietly behind the criminal, and Mona’s comment made me change my focus for mere second. However, that second was enough for me to discern what the criminal was seeing right in front of them. From the darkness that lied in front of them, was a shadowy figure with a jagged pointy grin that seemed to illuminate the dark, and eyes filled with chaos and destruction that you would get shredded in its wake.
“Go on! I dare ya!” Flicker of movement, to what I assume was her tail, was seen in the dark. Mona looked like a cat playing with her prey. Interested what their prey will do next knowing it’s all going to be inevitable in the end, because they are the ones in real control for they’re the ones who allowed their prey to do whatever they want so long as it entertained them.
The criminal gripped the weapon tightly as their hands shake uncontrollably. Their back seemed to shiver and their knees almost seemed to buckle. I can only imagine the expression the criminal was making because Mona just grinned more.
I don’t blame them for their fear. If I were in their shoes I too would cower in fear as a living, breathing horror of the dark had appeared in front of me. With a smile so uncanny and a voice of a child that seemed to be playing a game with them. The prey had been led to a trap by its predators, and I was one of them.
‘Now’s my chance’. I swept the criminal off their feet and quickly detained them while throwing their weapon to the side.
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Subject File XXXX [Message received from ♡}•¿°<]
"I would like to ask the same question, but I guess it's kind of my fault? If I had known they were in there I would've escorted you out of there.
It looks like we might get caught after all...umm...oops. I'll try to talk to them. Hopefully they'll understand." -------------------------------
"If you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you"-quote from Friedrich Nietzsche
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I did a redraw of the Bathtub creature. I like this one more, so I'll delete the old one. When I say redraw, I mean I used photoshop to make it look like a futuristic tablet. That was the same case with the Who’s There? Case file.
These drawing and character belong to me, because you’ll either guess who this is or you’ll be shock by who this is. They’re very precious to me, because they are a part of me.
Don’t steal, characters belong to wolfdrago8
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“Who’s There?”
Subject File XXXXX
[Message received from **@&!%]
“Looks like you’ll need higher clearance...so sorry for that. Be sure to stick around though...once everything is revealed, you’ll be allowed to walk around our world.
P.S don’t get caught. It was already a hassle to get that video from that Submarine”
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“In a faraway realm, isolated from everything, there was a floating island. However, this was no ordinary floating island, nor was it an ordinary realm”
-Excerpt taken from Aequalis Legends.
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I did a redraw of the Who's There creature. I like this one more, so I'll delete the old one.
These drawing and character belong to me, because you’ll either guess who this is or you’ll be shock by who this is. They’re very precious to me, because they are a part of me.
Don’t steal, characters belong to wolfdrago8
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Bathtub
“...What are you doing here?”
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The Sorrowful Nights and Nostalgic Days
I tried to push back the wave of emotions that tried to drown me as I quicken my pace throughout the empty hallways. I clamped my eyes shut as I let my feet take me wherever they want as a lump of emotions tried to escape my throat. Through my gnashed teeth I tried to breathe, but it seems I can’t calm down. Frustrated. Anger. Anguish. I don’t even know what I’m feeling anymore. I don’t think there are even words to describe what I feel. It’s just so frustrating that I can’t-
“Honey?” a soft voice called out to me as I looked up and saw my Star tilt her head with eyes filled with worry. My eyes glanced at the guest room that me and my Star were staying at that my feet had led me towards. “Honey, is everything alright?”
I couldn’t take it anymore.
My knees collapsed as tears escape my eyes as the sob I’ve been holding back was let out. Groveling at the floor as my face hid in my hands. To hide my guilt and shame.
“What’s wrong, honey?” Hurried footsteps and then a pair of arms took me off the floor and embrace my form.
“I just *sniff* I can’t-”
“It’s okay, honey. Just take your time” my sobs prevented me from muttering a single sentence let alone a phrase as they continue to choke me. I just cried there in my wife’s lap as she caressed my hair.
My hands grasped at her arms as the warmth that surround me was about to move away. “Please-please don’t-” begging for her to stay.
“Shh, shh, don’t worry don’t worry, I’m here, I’m here,” her soft voice consoling me, “I just think that maybe we should move to the bed. It can help”
I don’t remember how we got from the floor to our bed. I was just really tired, and it was the sense of warmth that engulfed my body that wrung me out of my daze. I was in my wife’s arms and not once did she stopped comforting me nor did I once lessen my grip around her arm. Afraid that if I let go,
she’ll disappear,
like everyone.
Occasional sniffles echoed the room as Nova tried to comfort me.
“…I miss them”. I choked out, “I miss them so much, Nova. I miss them so much!” I buried my face into my wife’s chest as another wave of tears and sobs escaped me.
“I know,” she tried to hide her trembling voice “I know Asher. I miss them too”, but I could hear her trembling heart.
“It hurts. It hurts so much”
“I know. I know” Her voice starting to waver.
“I don’t understand Nova. Why do they-Why are they so ungrateful for the things they have? Don’t they know it can all be taken away from in a single moment?!”
“I…I don’t know. I wish I knew”. Her voice break as her hands brought me closer to her as I can feel ruffling of my hair as she buried herself into it. It just felt right at the moment.
My hair felt damp as well as Nova’s chest as our own sorrows flooded out of our hearts and into our minds.
Wracked with grief and loss
to the Nostalgic Days we miss
and the Sorrowful Nights of Now.
Enough Angst for you? Oh you think this is the only one? Nah. My book is filled with heartbreaks and angst. My attempt in trying to make readers cry. I want my writing to make you guys cry (in a good way), because it’s something I want you guys to relate.
Anyway, meet Asher and Nova. I feel like you guys know what they’re talking about, but it’s up to you. I’m just scratching the surface of all the pain that’ll come for all my characters.
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Writing Prompt
I actually don’t know where I got this prompt from. I got it from a picture that said “angsty prompts” I think?
“You’re insane. Everything about this plan is illegal”
“Well, us being here is already illegal so let’s not talk about it”
“Uhhh, I don’t think there’s a rule that states we’re not allowed to dimension travel to other dimensions or other worlds”
“You being here is already illegal. You’re an Endworlder for crying out loud”
“Hey, that’s a bit racist”
“No, being racist implies I’m discriminatory against Mortalis of race, gender, ethnicity, etc. I apologize if it did sound racist”.
“No worries”
“What I’m saying here is that you’re a walking hazard that’s under the supervision of irresponsible children whose sole mission is to take out criminals”.
“Well what constitutes as being children as some of us are technically older depending on which species perspective we’re talking about here”.
Basically my Main Characters in a nutshell. By the way, the racist comment is NOT meant for anything. My main characters are in a way philosophical and/or questionable about stuff really.
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