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Tornare a volare.La vita Ŕ crudele.
Se sei un Grifone e senti di essere nato per volare, perdere le tue ali ti fa impazzire.
Subii un incidente tempo fa, una ferita mi mand˛ in cancrena l'ala destra e furono costretti ad amputarne mezza. Non avrei pi¨ volato per il resto della vita. Passai giorni orribili: mi ero dedicato una vita al volo, per venire costretto ad una permanenza forzata a terra che lentamente mi soffocava. Poi Erin, un Grifone femmina dalla pelliccia grigia e piumaggio bianco, la mia migliore amica, mi port˛ da un Unicorno, specializzato in chirurgia, che si dedicava alla creazione di protesi, non semplici imitazioni ma veri arti meccanici. Egli us˛ la sua magia fondendo legno e metallo alle ossa e ai muscoli, unendo il rimpiazzo meccanico a ci˛ che restava della mia ala.
Dovevo solo provarla.
Mi sarei lanciato da una torre cittadina. C'erano altri metodi pi¨ sicuri per decollare, ma se era vero che avrei volato di nuovo, dovevo farlo come un tempo: per sapere davvero cosa significa vol
L'uovo di grifone - Capitolo 4 (finale)Capitolo 4
In breve tempo i grifoni ci riportarono al monastero, il posto da dove la nostra impresa aveva avuto inizio; là i monaci ci offrirono gentilmente del ristoro, cosa che gradimmo vivamente dato che eravamo a dir poco stremati dalla scalata e dovevamo intraprendere il viaggio di ritorno.
Durante il tragitto verso casa non parlammo d'altro che della nostra esperienza appena vissuta, di ciò che avevamo provato, di quello che avevamo temuto. Rasìa avrebbe voluto aiutarmi contro il grifone, ma il monaco le impedì di intervenire altrimenti tutto quello che avevamo fatto fino a quel punto sarebbe stato inutile. Furono dei momenti strazianti per lei, costretta a poter solo assistere impotente allo svolgersi degli eventi. Io e Rasìa pensammo che il motivo dell'aggressione da parte dei grifoni fosse solamente per provare quanto saremmo giunti a rischiare per conseguire il nostro obbiettivo; però io sentivo che vi era dell'altro.
L'uovo di grifone - Capitolo 3Capitolo 3
Per un po' di tempo riuscimmo a salire senza essere attaccati ulteriormente dai grifoni, sebbene venissimo rallentati dal terreno impervio; la cosa mi meravigliò perché ero certo che li avremmo fronteggiati di nuovo. Sicuramente uno di loro avrebbe fatto da guardia al nido, perciò un altro scontro era praticamente inevitabile; tuttavia questo non avrebbe certamente scoraggiato Rasìa.
Due perforanti urli animaleschi tagliarono l'aria, le sagome scure di due bestie alate coprirono il suolo: una coppia di grifoni stava volteggiando sopra di noi! Ci appiattimmo contro il terreno, forse il colore della nostra pelliccia ci avrebbe mimetizzato con la terra grigia e marrognola nascondendoci dalla vista di quelle creature. Da sdraiati osservammo le azioni degli animali: essi volarono sul posto per un certo tempo, dando l'impressione di cercare qualcosa. Noi rimanemmo immobili trattenendo il fiato per la paura, e ci augurammo che le creatur
L'uovo di grifone - Capitolo 2Capitolo 2
I due Orsi ignoravano di essere osservati.
La più alta torre del monastero era di forma circolare, la cui sommità terminava in una piattaforma priva di parapetti e un poco più estesa rispetto alle mura che la reggevano. Una tettoia conica sorretta da graziose colonnette forniva un decente riparo dal maltempo, e il pavimento era decorato con il disegno di una stella dalle estremità rivolte verso i punti cardinali; la regolarità della immagine era spezzata dalla botola per andare agli ambienti sottostanti, nonostante questa fosse dipinta in modo da mimetizzarsi.
Al centro dello spazio vi stava un monaco, un membro della Casa del Cane con la pelliccia bianca, impegnato a suonare un flauto: appariva del tutto assorto nell'esecuzione della sua musica, una appassionata e soave melodia, una preghiera senza parole capace di toccare l'anima. Impressione ingannevole, perché egli seguiva attentamente ciò che stava accade
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 1
"It hurts, doesn't it?"
"A little," Eren responded.
You alone entered what looked to be a sitting room, with three people wearing jackets emblazoned with the wings of freedom on their jackets. Erwin had led you to the room, then claimed that he had some business to take care of, leaving you to bravely enter the room alone. Off to the side sat Eren, on a couch and having his wounds tended to by a woman with glasses and a brunette ponytail. Not like he really needed it. Most of his injuries were already healed, and the ones that weren't were halfway there.
Eren jumped up when he saw you. "_____!" he blurted out, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a tight hug. "It feels like I haven't seen you in years," he whispered in your ear.
"Ow, ow, watch the head," you said, cringing when he accidentally nudged your head.
Pulling away, he looked at you questioningly, taking in your thinner appearance and the shadows beneath your eyes. "What happened to you?"
"Hit my head at Trost," you said, w
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 2
Something warm took hold of your hands, comforting you in your troubled sleep. Grasping whatever it was touching you, you pulled yourself closer to the warmth. Funny, it felt sort of like someone's hands...
Your eyes suddenly opening wide, you found yourself cuddling the hands of whoever it was sitting next to your bed. Eyes tracing up the arms you had stolen, you found yourself staring into stormy eyes, gracing you with a faint trace of concern.
"Corporal Levi!" you exclaimed, jerking away. What a wonderful reason to have to explain to your superior that you cuddled things in your sleep.
Disoriented, you gazed about the small hospital room you were in. How did I get here? you thought vaguely. Then the memories of the trial and the conversation afterwards came rushing back to you. With a groan, you laid back on the flat pillow and covered your face with your hands.
"How long was I out this time?" you asked, almost afraid to know.
"About half a day," he responded curtly, crossing his ar
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Prologue
"_____? Can you hear me, _____?"
"I don't think she's awake."
"But-but she needs to get up!" This voice belonged to a high pitched male. "She has to come to Eren's trial. She has vital information that they'll need to hear!"
"Trial?" you murmured, slowly waking up. "What's Eren having a trial for? The only thing I remembered him killing was titans." Then you jerked up out of bed. "Holy shit! Eren is a titan, too!" You looked at the two people standing by you, who were Mikasa and Armin. "We need to go!" A momentary spasm of pain burst through your head, but it was nowhere near as bad as it had once been. Still, it was enough to make you cringe.
"Slow down," Mikasa said, placing a hand on your shoulder, steadying you as well as holding you in a sitting position on your bed. "You've been asleep for a week with a concussion. Moving around suddenly isn't a good idea."
"I've been out that long?" you asked, confused. You had been awake last night, tossing and turning in your bed, but you'd on
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader PREMISE!
That damned room was so fucking claustrophobic. Sighing as you twisted around in the hospital bed, you winced when a bolt of pain shot through your head.
"Oh, hell," you whispered, wincing in pain. You wondered if this is what your mother had felt that night, so many years ago. Or was it worse? The thought echoed in your mind as the memory flashed through your mind, incapable of forgetting it.
"Momma? Why are you sending me to bed so early?" five-year-old you had asked, wrapping your small hands in your mother's skirt.
She smiled at you fretfully. "I've got something I need to do before I go back to work tomorrow, dear," she had said, her smile looking strained.
"Aw, you have to go back to work?" you sighed, your small, childish face twisting into an adorable pout. "The survey corps never lets you have long breaks, do they mother?"
"Well, if I succeed at what I plan on doing, I'll be on a permanent break, honey," she said, picking you up and setting you on you bed, tucking you in betwe
Seth And Natalee Part III
Sitting next to Sadie, Nat gave her the rest of her sandwich as she started to pick berries, eating one while she's at it.
The delicious taste of the berries made her smile, wishing Seth were here to enjoy these.
In the meantime, Seth was having a quite pleasant time too.
A loud, guttural gurgle was hear as the squirming form of his latest catch was slowly kneaded down his snake body, further swelling his already thick tail until finally end its trip, tightly pressed inside the dark, slimy tomb of the naga's second stomach.
Seth sighed in relief, happily twitching his tail while licking his lips in satisfaction.
Although he wasn't completely full, this deer was nice and big, putting out a quite wild fight inside him, much to the very organ's delight.
Nat gave Sadie a berry to try, to which the dog declined by backing away from it. "Come on, Sadie." Natalee giggled. "You won't know that you like it until you try it."
A Naga's Daughter (Chapter one)It wasn't fair, why did she have to be this way, why did it have to be her? The naga slithered about her and her mate's bedroom chamber, a worried look in her face. She was in a position that put her into a deep despair, she was unable to bear children and it broke her heart, the situation being very discouraging for both her and her mate.
The naga who's name was Josephine had fallen into a deep depression because of it. Her mate Vladimir was saddened to see her like this, he knew she had always wanted to be a mother, and it crushed him to see her hopes and dreams shattered so easily. It wasn't long ago that they learned that Josephine was barren and unable to have any children on her own. After receiving the bad news for a solid week she was inconsolable as she sobbed in their bedroom.
Vlad peeked into the room to see her pacing, he pushed the door open and entered. His golden-amber eyes sweeping over Josephine's voluptuous form, he approached his black scaled mate.
"How are you feeli
The Close CallConnor sat on the dirty floor of the abandoned shopping complex. Hard to believe this place was once a bustling center of merchandise. He glanced again at the darkened floors of the human side. Jane had told him she'd just be a few minutes to explore. He agreed there was a thrill about being out here, where only bums or daredevils had the guts to come on a no-trespassing property. But he was selfish, and wanted his girlfriend to pay more attention to him than these crusty old floor boards. He ran a hand through his close-cropped dirty blonde hair and let out a puff of impatient air.
"Jay, would you hurry up? I'm falling asleep out here."
Conner's crazy deep voice echoed through the bare brick walls. The building itself was older than its last retail occupants, and she was severely in love with its old world, industrial charm. Jane grinned a huge smile and shook her head. Glee and a deeply loving feeling washed through her.
"Good Lord babe!" She yelled back. Walking to an opening
Black Knight Chapter 1
It was a cool spring night in San Francisco, California. The streets were unusually quiet, but that was hardly a problem. The fewer people around, the better. It would be so unfortunate if some…accident were to happen.
Alistair glanced over his shoulder as he slowly walked towards the dark office building. The night had been calm so far, but it was also only beginning of this little outing. The hardest part would be getting past the lobby. Good security guards, despite their low pay and almost useless position, always seemed to get it into their heads that their jobs were just as important as the Secret Service. They scrutinized every detail and overreacted to any minor discrepancy, ev
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