Solus Magus

Grocery shopping is fun when it's not gonna make you all too sweaty lmaoo! Yea, doing good. Just passing by before I get kidnapped by life again. I hope everything is fine on your end!

Hi all, I have been gone for quite some time. How is everyone?

It was a now-or-never moment. That night, we had to make a run for it. Or else we wouldn’t have any other opportunities to get away from the monster. It was a difficult decision, but we had to burn the house down to serve as the necessary distraction so we could get away. I started by thinking of the best distraction that we could think of. And that would be a homemade bomb. Izan was quick to pick up everything, and we took the risk of being caught. He already packed his bags and stowe

Beads of sweat slid down my face as I did the seventh form of the sword style my Tio taught me. My arms were sore, and the soles of my feet were thick with callouses from all the foot movements required in doing the forms. I never understood why he was adamant about training me and Izan in the way of the sword. But years of doing it had built the discipline I needed to do it every afternoon after school. He intently watched on the other end of the room while reading his daily newspaper. And

I thought playing tag with a cold was fun. That was incredible stupid of me.

“Wait a second. Isn’t that the little kid who fought with you during the attack on Gyroseus?” I asked. To which the prince simply nodded. The year before was quite eventful, and the other nation’s capital was attacked. All I heard was that they got attacked by things of another realm. “I heard High Magus Shiraea took him under her mentorship. What does it have to do with him?” “That boy is of immense potential as a Necromancer.” Prince Zion commented with a smirk. He sounded pretty pleased

Hi all. Hope everyone had a fun weekend. And healthy. Good gracious I hate catching a cold. And I hate having a runny nose.

“Congratulations, Skylar!!” My little brother lunged at me as I exited the great halls of the Citadel of Siegeveld. Terrun’s eyes shone with pride and a bit of envy as I jokingly placed my graduation helm on his head. It was pretty big, so it almost went all the way through. “Just watch me. I’ll beat your score in the Fleviin exams!” “That’s going to be three more years for you!” I chuckled. My brother was a few inches shorter than me. A carbon copy. Almost like a twin. Except he had chestn

A healthy amount of pain is well...healthy. Lol.

*silently munching on cookies while typing this* Happy Birthday to her! Also, wow. That's almost a century!!!

I'm curious if they could taste that tho! Sad if they can't. Hahaha

I...have never seen a bear in real life. 😢

“Pretty bold of you to show yourself.” I commented. My eyes casually scanned the surrounding area. No one else was in the vicinity. It was all clear. That was my opportunity since my trap was still under the bench between us. I could trigger it at any moment if he acted funny. “What are you after, little boy.” “You can call me a little boy. But I will always be the bigger man.” He retorted with a high-pitched tone. His voice was still a kid’s. Angelic but possibly deadly if underestimated.

Oh yikes. No matter how good the actor or actress is, it just can't override bad writing.

What's it about? I am still not yet done with Blacklist lmao