Chosenofair

It was the eve of Finals, the only part of a tournament that ever really mattered. Maiora, daughter of Sugil and Draiko, stared out her window and sighed. What is ...

It might be long, but if I broke it apart, it would completely ruin the continuity of the piece. Sorry!! I didn't know any place I could break it off ...

When flowers laugh and souls dieClouds gambol across November skyThe scolding air harsh against a faceWhile fingers and hands struggle to keep paceWandering leaves never find a homeUnruly children fre

The old man stopped and sighed, laying aside his pen to stretch. The last words he had written glared up at him like a slighted whore, and it made him ...

I suppose it would be the cliché thing to say that she smiled like the sun. That she lit up every room she walked into, and that her eyes shone ...