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#nightdwellers There was a old witch, Who lived deep within the woods. Despairing over her cauldrons contents, And the fact that it was good...
Ole Weirdwolf killed a leprechaun and now he is in trouble, For the POLAce are going to get him, In their cauldron a spell bubbles. They add frogspawn and jelly, And a pube of R. Kelly's.
Someone screamed. It was close. The thick stench of smoke filled the dawn air, Joha coughed. The great grey wolf, Lunê, stalked low against the ground at his feet. Growling deep in her chest.
That's me. The one laying on that small bed there with that wolf-like creature laying over me.
Dwarf friend: Dwarves dont get sick... Must be in your head. Beauty: It's not in his head. It's in his heart. You're in love. Dwarf friend: But thats impossible. Dwarves can't fall in-love.
Chapter 4 "Hello Amiee!" "Hello Freda." "How are you today. Would you like some rock cakes. Cupcakes. Carrot cakes?" "No thanks Freda, I'm fine." "Tea. Coffee. Orange Juice. It's fresh squeezed.
Chapter One An egg cracked, Somewhere, far in the forest. It cracked, just as the small creature began to feel emotions for the first time.
Sitting on a rainbow bridge,. Over the deep blue sea,. There sat a little one,. A pointed-eared pixie,. She threw out her rod,. With string of spider-silk,. Pondering a little,.
#TheOpussTale I was running, through the woods, back to the palace from the Pixie Tree. The old Queen had been killed, and there were rumours of an elven mutiny.
Mother had said, that very morning, 'Lily. Don't go outside today. I can feel it on the air. Something is going to happen!' Being the teenager I was - pixie or not - it was in my bones to rebel.
#TheOpussTale Once upon a time there was a land of spells, creatures, poems and story telling. The huge Kingdom of Opuss, t'was said to be created by a Serpentine Feline God named SeaMonster.
Not sure if this is any good, but I really wanted to continue it. 08/05/12 I'm going to stay at Heather's for a bit.
"I cannot bare to be parted from you," Mónne murmured close to her ear, a gentle hand pushing away blonde, curling locks of hair from the Princess' bare shoulder.
"I do not care for your blood, boy!" He roared, " I do not care for your childish, innocent reasons nor your petty grudges.
Chapter 7 THE 3 WORDS: "Goodnight beautiful," he whispered after our long, first kiss. "Night," I muttered, too shy to speak. I watched him go back home then stood outside, daydreaming again.
The King and Queen of the realm sat upon carved pearl-wood thrones at the centre of a white-brick palace. The Palace and the surrounding city nested between the Temples of the All-Seeing Eye.
Ryne He was woken by a guard pulling him to his feet.
Joha, Trixy and their wolf-images padded silently through the outskirts of the Princess' regular patrols. The were heading south, to the tribe lands.
A Weaver of Magic lay in the dungeon, battered and bruised. Every muscle cried out in pain with each tiny move he made. The Princess was a ruthless torturer, she never gave him a day's rest.
Chapter 1 The ghostly moon pirouetted across the black, sparkly blanket of spooky darkness. A pale, white figure with tumbling blonde hair walked past the seaweed.
A magpie sat upon the shoulder of a young maid, its sleek black-blue feathers shone in the evening light.
My father was a wizard, My mother was an elf, So I'm a bit confused at what- I'm meant to be, myself...
@naaviie @Delilah The poor little Irish lass Beleaguered and bedraggled Shooing nasty Pickers Oh, how it made her scramble.
I honestly have no idea where this story is going. Enjoy. Critique welcome. Prologue The two wolves stared at each other intensely, both silently challenging the other.