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Of course there must be something wrong / In wanting to silence any song." - R. Frost



  • Each time the youths spoke, Noah's face twitched in minor ways betraying his regret at their being pulled into all this; it was in the few extra wrinkles of his ...

    Sep 22, 2022


  • Resting his shoulder against the mantel, Noah nodded in understanding. "Put simply and frankly? No." He had to pause to draw in a thin breath, and failed in suppressing his ...

    Sep 16, 2022


  • It was a motley assortment of skills, that which were just listed: from cooking to a pocket dimension, the mix of people before him comprised a group clearly accustomed to ...

    Sep 16, 2022


  • "It's been a long course of years, auntie," he admitted quietly, not daring to meet her eyes. An aversion to eye contact had always been the norm for him, even ...

    Aug 8, 2022


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    Aug 7, 2022


  • There was something sad in Noah's eyes when he heard the younger two speak. In a merciful world, they would not have to fight—but they were old enough for the ...

    Aug 7, 2022


  • A certain amount of relief betrayed itself in Noah's posture. His weight was consistently splayed evenly between his legs, arms clasped before him, with the habitual rigidity of a soldier. ...

    Aug 6, 2022


  • The magic had not failed per se, merely achieved a different purpose than it set out to—like when one left to catch a great and noble stag and came back ...

    Aug 6, 2022


  • Unto Winter Eternal @Magebird @SirenCymbaline @ChristenedPages @soundofmind Falling like ashes from a grey firmament, snowflakes fluttered in pirouetting patterns to alight on once-verdant loam paled

    Jul 2, 2022


  • King Blackfield: the sovereign Carter served and, evidently, didn't hold particular respect for. If he was so close to death, it seemed to Cornyx a perfect opportunity to sweep in ...

    Oct 1, 2020


  • "Good, good. I am glad to hear it." He paused, eyes turning up to the dark figure at his back and speaking in this place's native tongue. "Gue'leshakah gral vish'tel." ...

    Sep 30, 2020


  • The king's breath condensed in the air, pouring from his nostrils like a dragon from Revelations, but here there was no lake of fire, no triumph of sin or salvation. ...

    Sep 30, 2020


  • - The Conspicuous Creepings of King Cornyx & Captain Carter, Volume I: A Diligently Devious Dalliance in Diabolical Dining - by @Featherstone & @soundofmind The Keep of Gru'mai, Sukur, Present ...

    Sep 30, 2020


  • Her smile made him smile. Small, sad even, a fleeting portrayal of all this place's bittersweetness. The bittersweetness of the memory of a boy that had been replaced by this ...

    Sep 30, 2020


  • In spite of his lack of skill, Cornyx had a singular advantage: even without his true form on the surface, he was fast. It was a necessary adaptation for a ...

    Aug 28, 2020


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