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The Sacred Forest For Life or love prologueThe Sacred ForestThe Sacred Forest For Life or love prologue by ~shadowfiredragon7
For Life or Love
Round One Prologue
Eyespot lashed her tail and stretched her legs. It was best not to bother with the mole anymore. She had other things to do, such as find Dercas and find out what her challenges really were.
Lifting her paw, Eyespot was about to leave, but she found a little piece of paper where she was just about to put down her paw.
“Paper? What’s this doing here?” She flipped over the paper to discover writing on the other side. It was written in a lacey cursive and purple ink.
“Eyespot. Wrong way.” The shape shifter read. “Wrong way? What is this nonsense? I walk where I want to.”
Eyespot continued forward in defiance. She stopped when she found another note “Continue forward and you’ll get lost.” It said.
“Nope, not listening to these stupid notes.” She took one step forward when another paper blew into her face.
“You stubborn brat, don’t you re
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SF OCT Reference Al tunSF OCT Reference Al tun by ~maelstrom14
Species: Marine Velarian
Likes: Fish, clean water, swimming, bathing in the sun while close to water, examine new machines.
Dislikes: Staying away from water for too long, getting into trouble for dismantling machines, Poisoned waters, drying out.
Personality: Quiet, focused, easily excited by the presence of machines including those he has never seen before.
Characteristics: dark blue scales with light blue underbelly, yellow slitted eyes, webbed hands and feet, short sharp claws, short length snout with small nostrils, fins going from the top of his head down to his tail, long vertically flat tail, four toes on each foot as for each velarian, three fingers and one thumb on each hand, able to walk on all fours and on hind legs. scars from claws on chest diagnally, one scar from a blade just under his left eye, large scar on his right thigh. Slender but muscular build, compact scales that appear almost like skin, s
Mortal SF Audition Writing page 1(This connects to my last comic page...)Mortal SF Audition Writing page 1 by ~Wolfstream
Mortal shivered and took a step, then another. In his mind, old memorys drifted up, so old he did almost not know that he still had them.
'A wanderer, that's what I am. A passenger in my own life. Never at home... A demon. An Exile.' He thought bitterly, as he walked beneath the trees, whose trunks threw long shadows across his back. His thoughts strayed in another direction, maybe because of the sense of magic, he got a little wistful.
'Life...' Mortal said aloud, then continued the trail of thought in his mind. 'What is a mortal life to a demon? What does that make me? Do I even have a soul?' His ears drooped for a moment at that. Then he shook himself and continued on his way.
Suddenly, a little cyan ball of light was floating in mid air, right infront of him, and it seemed to Mortal, as if there was a faint voice, like the rustling of leaves, and it whispered something... "I... can offer an escape!" And there she was, face to face with him,
Sacred Forest Round one Part twoA smallish brown creature swam through the air like a fish in water, seeming very happy. She giggled and flew lower, down to a white fox looking creature with a black mane and dark blue scarf. He, as opposed to the brown creature didn't look very happy. He looked focused.Sacred Forest Round one Part two by ~Lunaterasu
“Would you quiet down, Pest!?” He snapped up at the giggling female.
“But Dadd-y!” She whined and landed in front of her father.
“For the last time…” The white creature began through clenched teeth. “I am not your Dad!”
The small, brown creature pouted.
“Fiiiiine…Mekaa…” She spat the last word out in a deeper, mocking tone. “But I like Daddy better.” She mumbled to herself
Meka sighed. Sometimes he just couldn’t take this creature…
“Daddy, I’m bored! Can we play a game while we look for this intruder?” the creature begged as jumped back into the air.
Meka gave her a look, but the
|For what reason have you come?|
For what reason do you stay?
What will you get?
What will you pay?
To gain, one must also lose. That is the law of this world.
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Faces of Despair
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Envoy From the Netherworld
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