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Indeed, this omniscient being and myself have struck a deal - an answer to a most pressing question, in return for Favouriting a deviation of mine.
Go have a look - second waterpipe to the left, can't miss it.
|'Blood of Asterion', a heroic tale set in the distant past of the Forgotten Realms, has kicked off and is waiting to be read in its own subgallery: battlefairies.deviantart.com/g…. |
Live the tale of duty, of love and loss, through the eyes of an exceptional heroine with an unusual mission that takes her to the mountainous northern reaches of Faerûn during the golden age of ancient Netheril.
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(Mature content - violence and sexual themes)
Beloved (Murder Microfiction )The struggle lasted... not all that long, to my tastes, but my victim would've disagreed. Once again I find myself marveling at what even a severely dissected body is still capable off, fueled by the desire to live, to escape.Beloved (Murder Microfiction ) by BATTLEFAIRIES
I clean up, and admire my handiwork some more. How weak-willed am I? Very, I conclude when I ravage the body further with my teeth, gnawing, swallowing. Even though I already ate. We all have urges, and I never denied I had my own.
I gather up what's left, go to the house of my beloved. I let myself in through the bedroom window – insect screens never stopped me before. Carefully, I arrange my present onto her side of the bed. Already I can hear her, at the bottom of the stairs. The sound of my name, spoken by her, is my personal Heaven.
-”Mittens? Is that you?”
Chapter 13: O Pinky Where Art ThouChapter 13: O Pinky Where Art Thou by BATTLEFAIRIES
Hulda and the two Untheri left the tent by its secret entrance again, and paused in the shadows for a bit until they were sure that no elf was near.
-”Let's go by the juniper bush again,” Zan suggested.
-”That's a detour,” Hulda objected, “and prickly."
-”Marek and I have been travelling for weeks in this country, and this one's the first juniper we've come across. I really need some of those berries in case I can catch ortolans. By the Planes I do love ortolans with juniper berries... A slow cook, careful seasoning, and a dry wine with -”
-”Then how come you didn't pick any of those berries a minute ago?” Hulda cut him short.
-”Well, I was trying to let escaping and not being seen by any elves prioritise on what is merely the most succulent dish a wandering gourmet cook can fashion,” the Evoker said, “but I failed miserably and now I must stock up. I suppose I can deal with a couple of elves if need be; I'm
Best Friend (the Laws of Physics)Holding hands pulled us out of the pit bothBest Friend (the Laws of Physics) by BATTLEFAIRIES
The laws of physics did not apply
We would revel in rain, you and I
My fuse was lit, you'd spew fire
Hell hath no burden you can't share with me
Twins from separate mothers are we.
Draw me a Drow contest! More prizes below!
So, after a most joyous opening of the Motley Mayhem group (and the recent addition of a most suitable warning sign on the front page for those who like our characters), we've cooked up a contest to help kick everything off to a good start (with plated boots on our feet do we take to this task with eager hearts).
Among the Motley Mayhem characters, only Rhyl'lyn Zinard – a grumpy drow outcast with a softness for our heroine that can't be fully explained – lacks a good visual representation. This we hope to remedy by hosting a small visual art contest (never you fear, our lovely writers, we're plotting A Much Bigger Contest for later that will include you as well) with a theme that's perfectly simple.
Draw me a Drow
That's right, we're asking for a visual design of Rhyl'lyn Zinard. Naturally there's plenty of room for artistic interpretation, but to make sure the le