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Zhalàr
"Nightmares"

© 2007



Panting, gasping for every sulfurous breath, the man traversed the nightmare landscape. His gait was not the easy, long-legged lope of a man accustomed to dancing for hours on end or distance running for pleasure. It was the ragged, panicked flight of a terrified animal.

Blood oozed from numerous shallow cuts and scrapes, each burning as sweat found those wounds. Ev

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J'areth Nunh

Like open books, open pages to a soul long lost, but never forgotten. My memories are strong, those that yet remain, and I remember many things, though, as of more recently, I remember him.

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J'areth Nunh Yesterday, 02:08PM · Tags: thoughts and memories
Kestrel Rellian

Burning emerald eyes haunted her dreams, the result causing the gardener to jolt awake in a sweat. Sleep was troublesome all throughout the night, only truly having fallen into a slum

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Avalissa Sol'zoun

(One year after The Void Unravels)

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It was like waking up in a way. A slow, hazy return to consciousness; awareness floating to the surface through the darkened muck of sleep. But not exactly the same, no, because normally, with aware

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Avalissa Sol'zoun
[i]Tap. Tap. Taptap. Taptaptaptap.[/i]

Lissa's head snapped up. She was in the tavern. Lamb. Drumming her nails on the bar. Her head was swimming, the start of a migraine setting in. She didn't remember coming here, but it was empty on afternoons and she'd probably wanted to nab a drink before turning in her report at the offices.

She slid her coins across the bar and stood, grimacing as her vision swam. She should

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Avalissa Sol'zoun Jan 7 · Rate: 5 · Tags: character development
Caedun
Caedun was too large for the stool, but it hadn't stopped him from planting himself, broad and hunched, on its tiny cushion. He loomed over the small circular table before him, burning green eyes tracing along the immaculate lacquered carving that made the simple furniture into hidden art. A warm breeze combed through his hair and tugged gently at his piecemeal clothing, lifting his gaze from the wooden surface to the parting in the foliage.
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Fylariea Talvethren

The Temple of Elune was beautiful.


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Alisandra Ebonfire

Many moons had past since she had last seen this place.it was once a source of comfort to her, but now It held memories that she buried deep within her long ago. Yet, it always seemed to call her back, almost like she was tethered to it. The old wooden floor creaked as Alisandra took a step through the entrance. Her hand rubbed along the smooth walls, cool to the touch. Peering around the room. There was not source of light o

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Alisandra Ebonfire Dec 26 '18 · Tags: short story
Aranya Ver'Sarn

Aranya sat, at one of her myriad desks in one of her sundry offices or sanctums scattered throughout the nooks and crannies of all the known worlds, her upright pointed ears stiff with irritation, her whiskery black eyebrows twitching ever-so-slightly with every warring emotion in her head, staring at a letter tha

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