Unicorni per 'Ashura: Regina delle Oasi'Unicorni
Creature dei sogni e delle leggende, la maggior parte degli abitanti di Ashura non crede che gli unicorni esistano. Questo perché essi non sono mai stati nell'Oasi della Musica Perenne, dove essi non sono solo in carne ed ossa, ma vi abitano!
A metà strada tra Il Ponte delle Cento Pietre e il Tumulo Elfico, la Foresta di Fango e Falathrim, vi è una città dove molti viaggiatori non vi accorgono di essere arrivati se non alle sue porte, perché le case sono nascoste tra gli alberi della foresta e gli abitanti sono unicorni.
La loro origine è incerta, così come non è chiaro perché si trovino solo ed esclusivamente in questa Oasi; quel che è certo è che queste creature particolari destano la curiosità di chi fa visita a questi luoghi.
Un unicorno è in tutto e per tutto molto simile ad un cavallo, eccetto per l'intelligenza umana, la capacità di parola e un corno eretto che p
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.
Words In Recovery (part 1)Splinter watched as his sons slowly filled into the dojo before kneeling in front of him. He watched as Leonardo knelt straight backed and proud, his stance showing utter devotion to the ideals splinter had taught him. Next to him Raphael sat almost the same, except that the red banded turtle’s fingers continuously flexed and tapped; a sign of his impatience. Next to Raphael Donatello was helping Mikey to sit down, gently and lovingly supporting Michelangelo as the orange banded turtle slowly moved until he was sitting on the floor. Unlike the rest of his brother’s because of the brace he could not kneel and was instead forced to sit with his legs straight out in front of him.
remaining silent for several moments splinter scanned his sons noting that although they were all putting on brave faces, he could see chinks in their armor. Small flashes and glimpses that told him they were not well. Donatello’s skin was red in some places, angry welts having appeared on his a
A Mother's Love: 3
Eventually, Gib was forced through the sphincter to a noisily churning and kneading room that the boy did not want to be in at all. His claws were starting to cling to anything in the throat, but it was also his intention to not kill this woman. He couldn’t slice up her insides since she honestly was trying to help him. Even if it was in a warped manner. His grip slackened and that pushed him entirely into Eira’s stomach, splatting clumsily on the saliva-covered lumpy bottom. The room naturally and involuntarily moved on its own, which made Gib very nauseous and not comforted at all. Stumbling around a bit, he tried to keep somewhat stationed as he forced his back into one of the crevices. He brought the rag close to his form as his ears pinned down in order to block at the gurgling sounds. His sensitive hearing was something he wished he didn't have when he was this close to a thumping heart, squelching stomach, and lungs o
Damien's Time - Jupiter and Saturn Approached Jehovah immediately went to see if Jupiter or Saturn could help him create life within his Garden of Eden. He wasn't sure which planet he needed to appear on to get his help, but as he neared the planets that question was answered for him. A space station that had appeared dead when he was still off in the distance, came to life as he came closer to the planets. Jehovah took this as a welcoming from Jupiter and Saturn and accepted it as a place to make his appearance.
Jehovah was not happy once her arrived within the confines of the space station. He had expected to be greeted by Jupiter and Saturn when he arrived in their space station. Yet neither one of them was anywhere to be seen. Apparently they expected him to wait for them. Jehovah did not have time for this. He needed to get back to the Earth as fast as he could with a solution for creating a human. He also took their actions as a personal insult. How dare they try and make him wait. He was the rule
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 18
Chapter: 18 An Angel Named Mama
From that day forward, I couldn't remember the last time I'd smiled in the Southern Isles. Weeks became months, and months became years. The kingdom grew as dark as Father's heart. His totalitarian mindset slowly returned, except people didn't rebel this time. To stabilize our economy with a boom, Father formed an alliance with Weselton. This boom kept the people happy, along with the Duke of Weselton. Mother's greatest fears had become a reality, and before we knew it, Father and the Duke were the closest of friends. Robert served as chief diplomat for the alliance while Marcus and Liam led military operations. Leo, and even Bentley and Nathan eventually bought in to the fact that I had indeed killed Mother. They saw me as some kind of monster, and stopped speaking to me entirely. It was as if I was invisible to them, and it devastated me further.
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 22
Chapter: 22 The Cold Shoulder
I was the first to rise the next morning, just as the sun did the same. "Onas.", I tapped his shoulder.
The brawny gypsy began to stir. "Hmmm? Morning already?"
"Yes, can you get everyone up?"
"It's my specialty, Hans.", chuckled Onas as he grabbed Eduardo by the face and shoved him into his armpit.
"GEEEEAGH!", wheezed Eduardo. "Alright! I'm up! I'm up! Just stop shoving me into those horrible pits!"
Luckily, Eduardo's outburst caused the others to awaken, sparing them from the same smelly fate. Mama stretched herself out, "Rise and shine! I want everyone ready to move now!"
Everyone stretched out and geared up for the end of our trip. I locked eyes with Vita for a brief moment. "Good morning.", she sighed, averting my ga
Little Turtle Dove: Chapter 3Little Turtle Dove- A TMNT fanfic.
The first cold August draft blew away the warm candle of the July heat in New York City as slight drizzles began appearing as billowing opaque sheets, shouting the presence of its cold biting winters in the city. The sky sheathed a dark sheet of its magnificent dark clouds upon them, blocking out the only warm ray of the shining sun to meet upon the frozen earth. The froth-chained, grey green sea that circled very boundaries of the city now eagerly leapt with its waves dancing to the enchanting whistling tune of the bewitching wind with the seagulls retreating to the tops of the city’s buildings, rustling their feathers, whining and disgruntled by the presence of the wicked winter.
It was the kind of weather that was ready to test anyone’s endurance.
Apparently, Diana loved the wintery season. To her, it was one of the most magical moments to witness the wind and rain at work. To see the clouds twisting and turning
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 17
Chapter: 17 Coup de Grâce
I hastily made my way to the throne room, calling, "Father? Are you here?"
"The king is giving a speech to his people.", answered a guard. "The witch hunts are still being called off."
I sighed in relief. "I understand. Please inform my father that I wish to speak with him as soon as he returns. It is extremely urgent."
The guard gave me a nod before I began to roam the hallways. I guess I literally took a walk down memory lane. I peered down at the carpet, envisioning my eight-year-old self swinging a toy sword.
Mother knelt beside me, holding a stuffed black dragon with green buttons for eyes. "Raaaar!", she giggled. "I, Malificent, shall rule this land!"
"Nuh-uh! Nuh-uh!", I retaliated. "For I, Prince Hans, shall slay you!" I used my swo
Vengeance: Chapter 9Desmond flinched at the explosive commotion behind him. The ground shook with Sam's footfalls in the direction Dean had gone. Rosalyn suddenly straightened and brushed past Desmond. Her wings stopped twitching, and he realized that she had been faking injury.
"Rosalyn," he snapped, lunging forward and catching her arm before she could fly off.
She looked over her shoulder at him, frowning apologetically. "We had to get him to put you down before we did anything," she explained.
His eyes went round as he swiftly pieced together what was going on. They were attacking the hunters, but of course they wouldn't have done it while one of them was holding a fairy. "What the hell?" Desmond scowled at the girl, though the venom wasn't directed at her. "They used you as bait?"
"Don't be mad at them. It was my idea," she insisted. The look on her innocent face was sickeningly triumphant, proud that she had made a contribution to the cause. The face of someone who was too young to handle the
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 20
Chapter: 20 Secret Plans
"Take aim!", ordered Marek as his men dismounted and trained their rifles on the soldiers. "Fire!" Their bullets struck enemy lines before they returned fire. With both sides in shambles, Marek gave the order to charge. War gypsies collided with Weselton soldiers in the bloody chaos that was hand-to-hand combat. It was one body atop another as the fight raged on. Men would down several opponents before being riddled with bullets, while others met their end by the sword or bayonet.
"Coming through!", yelled Onas as he body-slammed a group of soldiers. He snapped another's neck before drawing his flintlock and firing into the crowd.
Mama met up with us, "Marek! Hold the center!"
"You got it, Mama!", grunted Marek as he hacked men down with his dual scimitars.
She faced us. "Vita, Hans. Follow Onas and f
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