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“That is the majority of what has happened since I arrived. It is your turn.” “Something makes me doubt that, but I will humor you, little fox. Let’s start with the subject of Faes.” A look that I can only describe as something between suffering and grudging respect crosses his features. “I mentioned what a state of chaos this city was in when I arrived… To go into more detail, he is not fully clean of the blood on the streets. I’ve never been able to make the direct connection,
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When consciousness returns to me, it is to the sound of someone being struck and a body falling to the floor. “I specifically said unharmed. Does this look unharmed?” “Please, Boss. Begging forgiveness, she bit off Larson’s finger. We took what action was needed to contain her and bring her in as ordered.” “And if I let her finish the rest of her meal? Get out, now. Leave us alone, and no one is to disturb us... I mean no one.” “Yes, Sir! Immediately, Sir!” I hear the fr
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A brilliant and moving debut story. I love it ❤️
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The Tomb of the Unknown Cyclops
Tsukihana commented on Yeoldebard's story chapter in The Tomb of the Unknown Cyclops
-pets hopes ears- whos a good boy? not you but i love you, you lil shite ❤️ -
Neither my cousin or I is more than 5’5 in height, and I feel like a child being dragged by another child through the throng that is gathered. Even smacking into a hard chest at one point, I look up and meet the steely gaze of The Dragon’s manservant...the same who nearly ran me over. I am thankful I am in my human form, and give him a little bow of apology before I am forced to continue onwards. “I’m coming, Kemuri. Please stop manhandling me.” “We have to go, Moon. The sooner the bet
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My slumber is deep and dreamless, and when I open my eyes again I feel vastly restored. Lifting my right paw, I bend it to test my range of motion and find that aside from only a twinge of soreness it is surprisingly free of inflammation and swelling. I will have to be sure to express my genuine thanks to the kobolds for taking care of me. Looking around, I surmise that it must be some point during the daylight hours. The beddings are neatly rolled and stacked against the wall out of the w
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The air is heavy with an overhanging layer of fog which blocks out the crimson sky above me, hanging about the rooftops. My chest feels warm and wet from blood seeping into the fabric. I have to make it out of the city, and it’s the only thought I allow myself at the moment. Nelson was in for some rather unsavory company and it probably wouldn’t take much for him to spill his guts...at least before they spill ‘em for him. If the skies decided to open up and pour rain down on my head, I’d ac
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The desktop is a mess. Papers are scattered all over the surface and a wooden picture frame is lying face down. Taking advantage of the beams of moonlight that filter in through the windows behind me, I use my night vision to rifle through the papers. Turning over the closest pile I notice ‘NDA’ in large blue font as the letterhead of the topmost paper, followed by what appears to be a shipping manifest. Flipping through the rest of them, I notice that most of them seem to be of a similar
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your face is a redacted
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i will be an unrepentant gnomist, you will not change my mind... -looks at wulfrin- damnit
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Join the 'I want to ride Elluin' club. YOU CANT JUST FILL THE MAP HOPE. and what about setting the traps? or just rawdoggin it....
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“My Lady. It’s time.” Baba is shaking me awake and I open my eyes blearily shaking my head. They have equipped each of themselves with a small satchel thrown over their shoulders. Even their demeanors have transformed into serious mien and I can tell that they mean business. “Thank you, just give me a moment to prepare myself.” Each time I slumber I notice that the dreams are remaining fresh in my mind, vivid and real compared to the fleeting ones that shocked me to waking before
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Knowledge is pain hope, you know too much
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Hope, my little love, as the said gnomist best friend maybe put the little bugger through his paces. I bet you'd make an excellent trickster yourself
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“Hello there, Poppet.” I nearly leap out of my fur upon hearing the unfamiliar voice. This time I am not in my house, in fact I am nowhere as far as I can tell. Around me an inky void stretches out as far as the eye can see and I am completely alone save for a handsome gentleman with leathery black wings enfolded against his back and ebony horns that curve out from his temples to hug his skull. Sable hair hangs messily in a curtain over his eyes and he impatiently sweeps it back behind
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One by one they return to drop their baskets in front of me, looking from one to the other to see who has collected the most. Apparently I am to be the judge of their efforts and so I give them each due consideration. They are all fairly burgeoning but it is Gustav’s that certainly couldn’t fit another leaf if he tried. “Very well done, Gustav.” The shining brown skink whoops in triumph, hands planted proudly on his hips as the rest congratulate him. “How about another contest of
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Uncaring of who I push aside, I fight my way to the bronze door handle and spill out into the rear gardens. Releasing any hold on my human form I bound from two legs to four, scooting back I shut the door behind me. Moving into the shadows, I dart around the corner of the redstone house. A part of my mind remembers why I came here in the first place and I do a quick overview of my surroundings and make note of any other entrances, exits, or windows. The thud of very determined footstep
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Instead of shock or tears, I clasp this almost waking dream tight and savor it. Something tells me that if I leave this room with him then it will all disappear, from sight and mind. I close my eyes and nuzzle the vee of his neck and imagine what he must smell like. Why does my brain show me a life I’ve never known? When I open my eyes again I’m once more curled up on the hard packed dirt floor among the kobold. The fur of my tails is warm and wet. So much for not crying… The room has
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“Could you tell me more about the Lost One’s way of life?” Gunter, the youngest of their group with the hematite black scales steps forward, his eyes shyly avoiding my own. “It is custom that our youngest is to pass on the tales of our kind. It refreshes the legends in their mind and gives them a chance to show off their knowledge.” Frau leads him closer, patting the packed earth beside me. “M..my lady.” He bobs nervously and I smile gently at him. “Thank you for sh
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The sky above still resembles crushed grapes and the rain falls in miserable sheets atop my head with no signs of stopping. At least I got something to eat. Through the gloom I see the billboard for Top Notch Loans gleaming through the downpour. “Stupid Faes, you deserved an acid ball.” I keep looking over my shoulder as though I will find the hound still at my heels. Moving on autopilot, I do not feel relief until the city is rising up behind me to touch the sky. This time it’s easy
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We must have spent longer inside of the office than I first realized. As the wood door slides shut behind us I see that the sky has brightened to a once more blushing shade of cherry pink, illuminating the shimmering drops of dew that has as yet to evaporate from the neon boughs of the trees. The streets have become more active and a variety of gleaming automobiles lazily parade back and forth along the curving thoroughfare. One of the boutiques we passed on the way in now has the doors thr
