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The Celestial GuardianAndes entered the grove with an ominous stare. The eerie greens and browns of the thick forest canopy swayed gently among the high gale like some solemn ritual. A pool rippled on the far corner of the grove, showering the dewy grass with rainbows of blurred water vapor. The high moon provided scant light among the shrouded silhouettes of trees and bushes, sending a linear wave of cold fear tracing down Andes' spine. He carefully dropped a hand to his scabbard and entered the grove.The Celestial Guardian by Courier2001
A thick smell brought his cautious approach to a halt as abruptly as a thunderclap. Something gave the young man pause, something faintly sour like decaying flesh. His hand hovered idly above his sword's hilt, unable to make the final descent and withdraw his steel blade. Andes felt as if he was drowning. His lungs strained to expand and inhale the life oxygen that his body was so desperately in need of. Swirling, shadowy tendrils leaped into being and traced along the forest canopy, sinuously circling the y
The White Company: PrologueThe natural luminescence of the two moons watched the congregation of rebels as they soundlessly traversed the rocky floor of Grayhaven's north wall. The steep slope to their right staggered them with uneven footing, attempting to put a damper on their advance. Grayhaven was a towering structure of a high outer wall system and keep that spanned the northern ramparts. To make matters worse, it sat idly on a mountainous crag. It got its name from the gray stone that was quarried from the northern mountains. Once home to the vast drider, Dominion armies flushed them out like pests and assumed control over the mines many years ago, swelling their already expansive markets with fresh resources.The White Company: Prologue by Courier2001
Bomond lead his group along the high crags, ceaselessly hugging the wall to refrain from meeting a pulpy end down the mountain slope. Living in the post-Purge era, Bomond was the Company's only able bodied mage. He used the inner magic that hummed wi
First Contact part 4Only the dead have seen the end of the war. - George SantayanaFirst Contact part 4 by Courier2001
"What do we got?" Foster barked, marching strongly into the control room with assault rifle held in his hands. A technician keyed several sequences into his holo-computer then looked up, his face grimly pale.
"Sir, our motion sensors in the eastern ruins have detected a stalker in the area."
"What is it doing?" Foster approached the technician and eyed him intently with disciplinary gravity.
The technician took in a deep breath. "I can't rightly say, sir. It's just toppling cars and other debris. It appears to be searching for something."
"Yeah," Foster growled, "us."
The soldier keyed in a sequence of numbers on the holo-pad on his wrist. A series of muted beeps ran rampant before a connection was established. "Wood?" Foster said. "Wood, can you read me?"
A static filled pause caused Foster's spine to ripple in suspense before his comrade's voice finally echoed through his COMM. *Just ba
FreaksFreaks by wingedhatchling
The day was peaceful, the breeze felt wonderful upon Loss's skin and the berries were sweet to her tongue. The young girl felt a rare sense of blissful contentedness among the berry-bushes. She let the feeling take over her senses, and attempted to push back her memories from half-an-hour before. After all, why let the unpleasant memories of sharp pain and bruising skin ruin the moment? The girl shook her head to throw the memory out and continued feeling her way down rows of blue-berry bushes.
As she walked she considered the horrible stories her aunt and cousins were always telling her about the forest. She snickered at the thought of a monster in the forest, after all how could something dreadful live in a place that smelled so sweet, had the wonderful chorus of birds chirping, contained the taste of berries, and gave her the soft touch of speckled sunlight through such soft leaves? The stories they had told her must have been simply to keep her awake at night and to make her fear t
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