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Soul of the Night Chapter 4Chapter 4 Under the Branches of the Vhenadahl
Chapter 4 Under the Branches of the Vhenadahl
Blair Tabris chewed her lip worriedly as one of Vaughn’s men carried the unconscious lord from the Alienage.
“Oh, I really messed up this time,” her cousin Shianni murmured. She had been the one to knock out Vaughn Urien, the arl of Denerim’s son, with a ceramic wine bottle.
“It’ll be alright. He won’t tell anyone an elven woman took him down,” Soris assured her.
“I hope so,” Shianni grimaced. “I should get cleaned up.”
“Is everyone else alright?” Soris asked as he looked around.
“I think we’re all just shaken,” said a mousy elf woman Blair didn’t know. “What was that about?”
Soris laughed nervously. “Looks like the arl’s son started drinking too early. Um,” he turned to Blair as a man joined them. “Well, let’s not
Soul of the Night Chapter 3Chapter 3 Child of Aeducan
AN: This chapter takes place about a week after Chapter 1
Serena Aeducan, second child and only daughter of King Endrin, stood before her bedroom mirror to make sure her armor was on correctly. A knock came from behind her. She turned to see her second, Gorim Saelac, leaning against the opening in the divider of her room. “Greetings, my lady. You are dressed and ready. Excellent. I couldn’t find the armor’s matching dagger, but I scrounged up a rather fancy longsword. Do you wish to wear your shield to the noble’s feast?”
“Yes,” Serena told him, taking the sword and belting it to her waist. “Let them see me as a warrior.”
Gorim chuckled. “As opposed to the Paragon of Beauty?”
Serena turned to him with a wicked smile. “Close the door. I’ll show you a Paragon of Beauty.”
“Ha! Don’t you remember how this game goes?” Gorim asked. “I get undressed, then one
Soul of the Night Chapter 2Chapter 2 A Bird in a Gilded Cage
Tristan Surana grimaced as the rage demon fell to his onslaught of cold spells. He shook his hands to rid them of the hoarfrost that had gathered on them before turning his attention to the large black bear that had assisted him. Though this wasn’t a normal bear.
“You did it!” Mouse, the Fade bound Apprentice, celebrated, returning to his human form. “You actually did it! When you came, I hoped that maybe you might be able to… but I never really thought any of you were worthy.”
“Sounds like your help was unusual,” said Tristan, crossing his arms.
“You made me believe in you,” Mouse told him. “You’re a true mage, one of the few. The others; they never had a chance. The templars set them up to fail, like they tried with you. I regret my part in it, but you have shown me that there is hope. You can be so much more than you know.”
Tristan sighed. “I understand nec
Soul of the Night Chapter 1Dragon Age: Soul of the Night
Chapter 1 On the Streets of Dust Town
Garik Brosca strode through the Commons of Orzammar, ignoring the glares and offended looks of the other castes. Leske, his long time friend, trailed after him. Garik was a bit short, even for a dwarf, but he was stocky, with long reddish brown hair tied in a ponytail. “I’m about ready to feed Beraht his teeth, Lesk,” Garik grumbled.
“I know, but for now, let’s just do what he says, Duster. He’s already twitchy enough.”
Garik smirked. Leske was referring to Oskias, the merchant that Beraht had sent the pair of them after. Eager to tweak Beraht’s nose, and pocket a little coin while he was at it, Garik had convinced Oskias to hand over a pair of lyrium nuggets and let the merchant go. Afterwards, the pair had convinced Beraht that Oskias was dead, though the Stone-forsaken bastard had sent them on a second errand.
“So this is a gift, huh? I’ve never be
Chapter 2Chapter 2 The Warrior’s Code
You're the fighter you've got the fire
The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart
You fight for your life because the fighter never quits
You make the most of the hand you're dealt
Because the quitter never wins
The six of us trudged through the snow, heads bowed against the driving wind. We had been out for a number of hours now and we were nearing the coast. Even with the wind, I was beginning to catch unfamiliar scents. “They were around here!” I shouted over the gale. “No more than a few days ago!”
“Is there anything that nose of yours can’t find?” Kit teased.
“Haven’t missed what I’ve been looking for yet!”
“Show off!” Brandon yelled.
Not long later, the wind lessened a bit and I could hear the crashing of the waves. We were getting close. “Alright, we’ll start from here. Don’t get too far away from the group. If you find something, give a sh
Untold Sin Chapter 1Untold Sin
Chapter 1 Waking the Demon
Waking the demon!
Where'd you run to?
Walking in shadows!
Watch the blood flow!
There's not much longer, so don't try and hide,
Your body's weakening, walk to the light!
Those painful times so alone, so ashamed!
I'm not coming back, there's nothing to gain!
The snow seemed to swallow the sound of my footsteps as I walked up the slope to the edge of the ridge overlooking the outskirts of my village. Snow is something I’m used to, having lived most of my life here on the frozen tundra.
My name is Bryen Houchin. I’m twenty-one years old and a warrior of the Akkadian wolf tribe here in the far north.
I guess I should tell you; this world is not like the one you’re used to. Humans don’t dominate the world, even though the outnumber us five to one. By us I mean the creatures humans have called demons for centuries. Now before you lose your mind, let me explain. We are not demons in the way most humans understand it. We are
Untold Sin Chapter 8Chapter 8 Burn it to the Ground
Well it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight
I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me
That shit makes me bat shit crazy
We've got no fear, no doubt, all in, balls out
We're going off tonight to kick out every light
Take anything that we want drink everything in sight
We're going 'til the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight
We were soon walking back to the hotel with Satou's last words ringing in our ears.
"Call me if you change your mind."
"Why do people wanna live here?" I asked.
"Come on, gay people are fun!" Sara protested.
"Then why don't I show everyone that video of you letting Aimee more or less molest you?" I said, grinning evilly.
She turned bright red and rounded on me. "Don't you dare!"
"Fine," I relented. "You honestly think I would do something like that?"
"Yes!" she responded emphatically.
"I'm not that cruel," I said, almost offended.
"Coulda fooled me..."
"Okay, what are you
Untold Sin Chapter 7Chapter 7 Shook Me All Night Long
She had the sightless eyes Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but I was already there
I sat down across the hotel table from Brandon later that night, after doing research most of the day. I set a picture of the platinum blond woman in front of him.
"Nancy Kaye," I said. "She was a starlet back in the early seventies. She was with a movie director. He used her up, blacklisted her, and left her destitute and angry. In revenge, she stabs herself in the stomach, seppuku style, and falls from the rafters, right into a scene he was shooting. Dead before she even hits the ground."
"Great way to get back at someone," Sara said sarcastically.
"It's been, what? Almost thirty years since Nancy died. And only know she gets violent...." said Brandon. "So what do we do?"
"We salt and burn her remains," I said simply. I went into my bag and pulled out an
Untold Sin Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Ladies and Gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen good evening
You've seen that seeing is believing
Your ears and your eyes will be bleeding
Please check to see if you're still breathing
I awoke the next morning to Before I Forget blaring in my ear. I got up and got ready for school. After I showered, I removed the stitches in my arm. I burned the thread and cleaned up the little blood that had spilled from the closed wound.
I sometimes, like I was then, wonder why any of my friends actually like me. I have a short, gasoline-soaked fuse, a sharp tongue to match, I'm headstrong as all hell and I'm very cynical. I don't feel pity, remorse, or true fear and that has gotten me in a lot of trouble. My mostly reclusive nature has also alienated most of my human family, with a few exceptions.
Humanity as a whole set my teeth on edge.
My aunt Angie and my grandma Toddy know that people, in general, annoy me. And I don't usually tolerate annoyances for long. Case in point: Just