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Thirdly

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  1. Well, we’re supposed to space updates at least 8 hours apart.
  2. Soon. As in Sunday. 😅
  3. Thirdly

    Chapter 2

    Excuse my language but: goddamn, do you write pretty. The comparisons are elegant or gritty when they need to be. I wish I could better explain why I like it so much…
  4. Warning: Fierce cramps? Lucio was busy, along with the rest of the kitchen staff. They had to divide themselves into two teams: one group to provide specialized soups and beverages for Vis Sepherus under Eld Emery's instructions; the other to provide lunch and dinner to everyone else in the estate. When I had stopped by the kitchen, the blond barely had enough time to shove a bowl full of arecs and a jug of water in my arms before getting back to work. Sometime later, I found myself c
  5. Yes. Kasia is essentially what drew Seph and Emery further together as friends/brothers. They are trying to fulfill her dying wishes...1. Seph settling down. 2. Emery teaching Seph how to handle the estate. 3. Keeping a section of the gardens open to the public...because Kasia felt that gardens are meant to be admired (little did they realize that omegas would take advantage of the free space to run amock).
  6. Thirdly

    Chapter 1

    *yawns and stretches* Just woke up and came across this. Might be late for work, but it was worth getting to the end of the chapter. I look forward to reading more when I get back home this afternoon!
  7. Yes, they eventually do.
  8. On the way back, I wondered how our patron's admirers would react when my brother moved in as his mate. Would they finally stop chasing him around? I ignored the tiny thumb of pain in my chest at the thought. My mind brought forth the memory of the Vis's scent. Rain, pine, Cojalis...wait, that wasn't right. When had I caught a whiff of Cojalis? A frown formed on my face, and I decided that my plant assignments must have been subconsciously urging me to study the samples I had been given. ::
  9. "Rhyad." My wide eyes sought out the Scholar. I was more distracted than I had any right to be. Eld Emery deserved my complete focus while he taught. However, my thoughts kept drifting back to the events of the day before. When I was a whelp, I felt that my problems and behaviors would somehow sort themselves when I became an adult wyvern. The way I had hidden in shame under the scolding of my mother was a reaction I had duped myself into believing was long gone. "Eld Emery, is there a
  10. Agreed! Some couples have kids they don’t want while other couples that long for kids can’t have their own. And thank you! I love drawing dragons and their variations.
  11. Wes, I don't think I'll ever get that image out of my head, his mother being pushed off a balcony.🤣 And, yes! To anyone outside their culture, Rhyad looks awesome. I had actually designed his wyvern form with several pens while at work, so I'm proud of the original sketch, as well.
  12. Warning: Body shaming? Out of the impressive spread of fruits and pastries laid out on the table that morning, I immediately went for the arecs. The fruits had already been split open, revealing the semi-sweet juice inside. I drank the fluid first and then took an eager bite. The flesh of the arec gave way quickly into a satisfying crunch. Arecs grew on the far edges of the land, and Owin would always bring me a sackful. "Anya's cef-turnovers are the best I've ever tasted, and yet, I'v
  13. Agreed! The brothers (Owin and Rhyad) are much kinder than them.
  14. Is that ‘ooh’ as in ‘that’s why’ or as in ‘he’s in trouble’ ?
  15. Warning: A stolen kiss. Scars. Unexpected sniffing? When I came to, I could have sworn that I felt something slide across my lips. I took in the scent of a plant I had been studying. What was the name? Cojalis? When I opened my eyes, I saw Vis Sepherus standing a few steps away with his back towards me. I must have surely been imagining things. The blasted dreams were seeping into my consciousness. "Here, drink this," Eld Emery urged as he rushed over to hand me a glass full of a brown
  16. Exactly! It’s not like he’s a penguin. 🤣
  17. It was a little bit of everything...Rhyad feeling less than his brother, tutors unwilling to teach another kid for free...and the fact that he turned out to be an average beta instead of a more coveted omega made the parents think ‘we’re not getting much of a return in this investment’
  18. I still need to work on my transitions and intros. Thanks for sharing your thoughts! I do warn that my stories are a bit eccentric...
  19. Yes...he was blind-sided there.
  20. "Here's the plan, Rhy-Fry," Owin whispered to me. We hid beneath a cloth-covered table at one of the many Presentation ceremonies our parents always forced us into. Both of us knew it wouldn't be long before we were discovered. Time was running out. The determined glint in my brother's golden eyes meant that we were going to have to devise another "great escape." Both alphas and betas were easily enchanted by my older brother. But, the alphas tended to chase the betas away in their pursuit
  21. Warning: Unwanted aggressive attention? My thoughts had been so focused on entering the Vesper estate that I never bothered to think about anything past it. Uniforms? Boots? I couldn't deny that learning a Craft under someone as distinguished as Eld Emery was a great opportunity. He seemed to be serious about teaching me, as well. I had barely finished sorting out my belongings when the man in question returned with the uniforms he had promised. "Now, these boots are a size bigger, but
  22. I had originally thought to write for Owin. But, then I realized that the person that really needed to get to a better stage in life was Rhyad. His lack of self awareness nearly killed me...
  23. Rhyad has no idea what he’s doing. Lol
  24. Regret and sheer panic seemed to co-exist within me at the same time. Though the distance we covered was significantly shortened in flight, I would have never agreed to it willingly. Tears streamed down my face as I clung to my mother's back. While I was still in my squill form, she was in her winged wyvern form. If she knew that heights continued to haunt me, she didn't show it. She dove to land, and my stomach dropped with queasy vertigo, but I refused to close my eyes for fear of the feelings
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