He quietly walked up the stairs; the candles were definitely lit in one of their own rooms.
“And we can buy good weapons and armour, maybe even some spell casts.”
“It was a hunch, I admit it,” Lydia chuckled disarmingly. “One morning I woke up after an exhausting dream, and I just knew that this mysterious relic ethnic group was responsible for Anabelle’s curse.”
“Here he comes now.” Yuma pointed at the eastern gate with a quarterstaff she had found somewhere.
"At least they’re on our side."
The Diabane were hearty eaters, and to Hari that was the single best thing about this race of oversized warriors.
And to press the pillow with Liam’s lingering scent to his cheek.
The Humaine were not very good at keeping secrets; even the half savage Laichanan were better at it.
“Make a cyclone!”
word count limit!
His commander stood over him with a satisfied look on his stone cold face.
“It’s fine. We have work to do.” She passed his shoulder coldly. “We are going to Arcanium.”
When would it finally be enough?- Lady Death, Chapter 47, part 2
It's... a bit reassuring. If only a bit.
Back to working on NTN
"I wondered if I had shown some kind of strength that my mother hadn’t and I wondered if I would ever see Nina again."
From a short story i was working on called Red Velvet and Periwinkle~
“If the doctors here couldn't manage an injury like that, we'd be screwed if the king got hurt.”
trying to make myself write and well stuff... is coming out. i hate trying to stitch scenes together at ALL times
"You look so YOUNG grandpa'
Crow nodded slowly, but didn't say anything.
Allll freaking fracking day, and finally got this chapter done. On to the next or to play a game a bit... I don't feel on a roll. I feel more like I'm having teeth pulled QQ
He could imagine far more relaxing things than hanging naked in goo in front of strangers.
He hated the dark and so does Roy.
“Completely and irreversibly platonic.”