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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 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 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 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
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
Existence 2. The Gryphon (tf)
The girl barked with laughter and fell over thrashing, and clutching her sides. Red mist streamed around her, small and olive skinned with narrow black eyes and long twisting dark hair, dressed in her usual little orange dress.
Ollie harrumphed and looked away, his hand feeling his scalp in disbelief. There was no hair except light fuzz, the colour he couldn’t be sure of, but it certainly wasn’t his usual black locks. The rest of his body felt wrong too, his build was broader and shorter than usual, than how he was meant to be, just like had happened to Karen when she took the veil potion and changed human. Jess found the entire thing hilarious, she hadn’t laughed all day, but now she was rolling on the floor in a fit of giggles at his sour expression.
“Can’t you make a potion that doesn’t make us baldy? You’re a wizard, you’re meant to be good at magic!” He complained, looking at the mage-boy who was sitting on a rock in the
The Tribute - Prologue
The sun reflected with near-blinding intensity off of shifting sands amidst a strong and merciless wind. Prince Voran, standing motionless atop the hovercraft’s canopied surface desk, wore no protective eyewear; part of him, fueled by his inner fury carried with it the hope that the sun’s dazzling rays, or the eternally blowing sand actually would blind him, so that he would never have to look upon the face of his arranged bride. But meet her he would. His fate was as certain as the caravan’s eventual arrival at the well of Sessalgnus.
This journey felt like an end to his kingdom, a final reminder of his lost world since his father had passed the sentence: his last taste of the sumptuous nectars of the rose palms and the succulent flesh of lamb and cattle spiced with seasonings reserved only for royalty, his last satisfying roll among silken sheets with perfumed brothel girls
Sound of an Angel [ErwinxReader] Part 7 ~Ending~
You hesitated and looked back at the crying blonde. I can't leave him.... can I? I don't see any reason to live but....him..... You thought for a while. Should you leave? It was so hard for you to decide. They already thought of you dead didn't they? So why continue to believe you can still live? Because I can't live without them, and they can't live without me. You justified. "Sis? Are you coming?" You turned back to your family. You gave a smile making for decision, you ran to your sister and hugged her, stroking her (H/C) silky hair. "They need me Heidi, I can't just leave them lingering in darkness. It's time for me to wake up." You whispered into her hair. You both pulled apart and you looked to your mother. Brown locks swaying in the breeze and bright blue eyes carlmy accepting your answer. "Be safe my child." She kissed your forehead so lovingly like any mother would do. "Will you be by my side?" You question
Sound of an Angel [ErwinxReader] Part 6
You groaned as you opened your (E/C) orbs.
"(Name)?(Name)?" A distant voice called from the empty halls around you. The place looked like the Survey Corps HQ. "Huh?" You groaned as you sat up. You looked at yourself to find you had a very long white dress on with white crystals decorated on the hem of the dress. What the hell? You thought. You stood up with your (H/C) locks dancing with the wind. The cold breeze pinched your skin as you walked bare foot around the place you once called home.
Am I dead? you thought again and again. No answer. The voice called again. "Come on (Name)! You'll be late!" A shadow ran past you in a blur, you where nearly knocked off your feet from the surprise. "Be late for what?" You called. This is some weird shit eh (Name)? You thought bringing your hand to your head. Apart form your fingers,
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