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The Mirror Sea (Part 2)James refused to look back even though his body yearned to see her face again.
He knew at this point that she, Eleanor was someone special to him like she was his lover. Eleanor. That name brought back flashes of emotions, mostly wonderful warm memorises. That's when he understood the relationship... But he could not yet realise why his mind blocked the visions that came with the feelings. Or why his heart dropped when he thinking about going back to her side.
He blinked and stopped just in time to duck as a unknown figure fell over his head.
James looked back as he stood back up, locking eyes with the fallen injured person.
"Need help?" James held out a hand to the shaken guy.
"No," He frowned at James and then spat on the ground. "I don't need help from you... Or from anyone."
James watched as he got up with one hand covering the massive bleeding wound, it wasn't a pretty sight.
"What happened?" He asked without thinking as he observed the guy's uniform.
The man snorted in disgust. "
Part 9 - The Last breathThe Last Breath
Thalia whined unhappily, wrapping her hands around her soaking body.
"For goodness sake how long does it take to get to your home?"
Gen smiled but looked slightly disappointed.
"This is my home," He whispered. "This is all I have for a home."
Thalia shook her head apologetic. This is your home?
She gazed at the faltering dusting buildings, searching for signs for life. She hadn't noticed how quiet the town was or how it was slowing groaning, hanging on to the last remains of the buildings.
Minutes of silent walking passed and the buildings seemed to grow up much elegantly. But even so, parts of the tall yet proud houses were missing.
"It's getting better," Gen muttered, either to himself or to Thalia. "It's got to."
After a while and after many awkward comments, Thalia peeked slightly at his face and was surprised that he had a massive grin on his face. That made her smile even though she had no idea why they were smiling.
"What's up, Gen?" Her voice softer than usual.
Part 8 - drowning.The familiar heavy clunks echoed through the village and as if the warning bells had been set off, people started retreating back to their house.
The neighbouring families glared and started shutting their windows, trying to force the children from peeping their heads through the curtain gap.
The local vicar shooed his few daily visitors out nervously, closing the door quickly as the last person rushed out.
A minute later, the village was still.
All you could hear was the distant clunks from afar and the so often click of doors locking...
But as the heavy sound reached Keith's bedroom he flung open the window and leaned out, hoping to see person that the noise belonged to.
He imagined a pirate with a two metal legs walking with scars down his face, reeking of alcohol.
He imagined a robot with red eyes scanning the area to catch crime from each village, town and city.
And he did this every time.
And every time did he somehow miss the mystery figure.
Ray was drown
Part 7The bridge (once whole) began to crumble. Even just Ray's heavy metal boots alone made the bridge wail with strain.
And the reason why the bridge came to be like this was mostly Gen's fault... According to Ray.
But Thalia knew that Ray's huge (brown) club couldn't have possibly swung without conflicting any kind of damage. Ray however turned a blind eye.
"You left without a word!" Ray slurred his words as he paused suddenly to talk to Gen.
His cry made Thalia noticed the agony in his speech but she wasn't sure if it was emotional or physical pain. After shortly debating, Thalia dropped the thought and flicked her hair back in irritation. She couldn't care less.
Thats when she had just about reached her limits. She had watched the fight for long enough and was annoyed at Gen for completely ignoring her.
That then made Thalia realise something else other than being cold. She probably looked hideous from rushing through bushes and sleeping on the floor!!
Part 6Click click click
Gen stopped, his arm quickly raised to stop Thalia from stepping forward.
"What is it?"
Thalia peered over his hand, looking for the problem.
"Ray," Gen snarled through his teeth, answering her and calling the figure ahead.
The figure made a sound of amusement and stepped forward into the moonlight, his arms outstretched as if to welcome them.
Click click . Clack.
His metal boots found the start of the bridge and began moving towards them as he spoke warmly or as he thought warmly. Thalia didn't think his entrance was at all that friendly.
"Gen did you think I would forget?"
Thalia gasped as he spoke, his voice sounding like rusty nails grinding together. Plus not only had his voice reminded her of rusting nails, his clothing didn't look at all clean and it also seemed like his favourite colour was brown.
"Forget what?" Gen placed one foot onto the bridge. A warning.
Thalia placed one foot behind. A Getaway.
"Don't act innocent; you know that you betr
Part 5Gen looked down, he knew something was wrong with Thalia but he just didn't know what her problem was.
Ah! Gen jumped in sudden realisation. He must have upset her by leaving her alone sleeping!
Damn, he thought and turned slowly to apologise.
"Are you okay?"
Gen smiled at her and she faced away quickly, scowling.
Gen frowned, what was the reason then?
"What's wrong with you?"
Thalia suddenly stopped.
"You... You weren't aware?"
Gen paused, he was getting more and more confused.
"Oh, never mind..."
Thalia peeked up at his face and gingerly grinned.
"Sorry, I thought- I thought you were errr..."
"Ahh! It doesn't matter! Forget I said anything!!"
Gen raised his eyebrows.
"Can't I ask about-"
Thalia grabbed his hand and gently pulled him forward, trying to distract him.
"Which way now, Gen?"
"Oh... Just ahead."
She just smiled at his puzzlement, she could always kiss him later anyway.
And after joyfully laughing, walking and sk
Part 4It was night when Thalia woke up. The stars were out, blinking at her blurry eyes.
She put her hand down to steady herself from falling, and realised she was sat on dry grass.
That wasn't right. The tree ahead glistened with raindrops and frost. She was awake... Right?
She jumped, lost in sudden thought and then turned around when her heart had restarted it's normal chant.
She smiled warmly when she saw him run towards her, his top three buttons swaying undone in motion. She nodded her head as she sat admiring him; she loved how he was fit and how he was all hers.
"You're awake... Thank goodness, I was worried and-"
Gen sat down next to her and continued talking as she slowly linked his hand, moving closer and closer at every sentence.
Two minutes later she was so close that she could almost kiss him. Thalia paused and waited for him to stop worrying about her. She wanted him but he just wouldn't stop talking about her. Yes yes, Thalia thought.
His sweet angel voice rung though her head trying to awaken her from dreaming.
Only it didn't help. Him calling her name over and over softly made Thalia drift deeper into a place she didn't know without a care in the world.
Just let him keep calling me. She smiled at her selfishness and let the wave go over her.
And the dream began.
"Thalia!" He tapped her forehead.
A thunderstorm began.
"Thalia! Thalia!" He gently shuck her.
The sea crashed about, breaking rocks near by.
Thalia was rowing, the sea bouncing up and down. Each rocking moment water leaked in, soaking her already cold feet. The lightning flashed showing terror on her face.
Yet on the other side of the boat slept a man. His face calm and peaceful. An angel. Her angel. Only he couldn't be. Her angel wouldn't let her suffer while he sat there asleep, dreaming of flying and goodness knows what.
She wanted him to wake up, to see her trembling and take pity. But he just wouldn't wake up. The
Part 2He led her towards what looked like the most hectic part of the forest. After going ahead a while, he beckoned her forwards and together they walked quite literally into a bush. Only seconds later when she had recovered from attacking leaves, saw that they had made it on to what seemed to be a footpath.
She blinked, no more exploring through the unknown?
She gazed at him, hoping she looked even the slightest bit attractive with the wild mess she had as hair.
He returned her hopeful gaze with a laugh.
Sexy, he mouthed.
She winked back and posed with her back against a tree.
"Where to now?"
She spoke softly as she battered her eyelashes at him, almost ruining it with giggling.
"Through there, gorgeous"
She glanced at where he was pointing and frowned.
All she saw was more trees.
TG Caption This: Don't Leave The Toilet Seat Up!
Well, now I've gone and done it. You may be wondering what it is I've done, well, let me start from the beginning. I was you're average guy in a rented apartment with a female roommate. Arrangements were simple, the rooms clean, except the bedrooms which were a mess, no matter how much we cleaned. Hmm, before I continue I should tell you about myself. My name is... was... umm, Chris, just call me Chris. as I said before, I'm an average guy. Neck length dark brown hair that never looks tidy no matter what I do with it, thin build, a bit of stubble, you know the drill. Now I like to think I'm a nice enough guy. I keep the door open for anyone passing through, I serve others meals before I serve myself, I try to keep out of peoples business when they want me too, I'm always scarce when my roommate has friends round, unless they want me around, etc. But I do have a habit that my roommate hates, and it's why I'm in this situation to begin with. Let me recount the tale for you all.
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TG Caption This: Turned Into A Olympic Swimmer
Mike was a fantastic swimmer, he trained every day and had won many prizes as well as competitions, but one day his younger sister gave him an odd swimsuit it covered most of his body resembling a girls one piece swimsuit but his sister assured him it would be fine. He didn't want to upset his adorable sister so put it on and went to the back of his house for a swim (such a good swimmer had to own a swimming pool). He dived in the cool water flowing against his body, for some odd reason it felt nice to swim in the tight fitting swimsuit, as he started to swim his concentration went immediately to his strokes, swimming through the first length of his pool, his body hairs fell off, that wouldn't bother him he was planning to shave his legs to be more hydrodynamic. He completed his second length his large square shoulders made for powerful stroke seem to round and get smaller nothing to noticeable but enough to be seen. Going on to his third
Dragon-Girl Feeding HabitsWisps of steam and polite, muted feminine voices filled the warm air. Occette sighed, sinking up to her neck in the pleasantly hot waters of the spring. A princess by birth, Occette was accustomed to extravagant luxury, but the tranquil, rocky environs of the hot spring, where she and five other equally nude princesses currently relaxed, was a treat even to her royal sensibilities. The large, circular pool was over 100 feet in diameter, with the center being quite deep, and ringed by tall, impenetrable rock formations except for a single small path that lead to the exit/entrance of the area, providing ample privacy. It was no ordinary hot spring either, of course, or else such a collection of female royalty would not have all been attending at once. Indeed, this spring was situated in a strange and fantastic land know as Felarya, and was fabled to provide longevity and lasting beauty to any virgin maiden who bathed in it . . . and the spring itself
Vacation in Puerto Rico: Part 3
Jess clapped a hand over her mouth at hic-urping from feeling him slide inside her stomach like that, while her face turned a bit red. She ran her fingers along her waist as she felt his form within and those little, rubbing hands. Slipping further into the hot tub, she sighed as she tried to not find this awkward. It was meant to be fun after all. In fact, it felt even better with Ike in there while the bubbling, warm water rushed over her form. Her hands flattened out as they massaged over the belly deeper in order for him to feel, but did not resort to flexing her abs. She figured that might not feel quite as nice as this.
I was familiar with the noises that Jess' body made, but there was something new? Pressing my ear against the inside of Jess's belly, I could hear the low rumbling of the hot tub on the outside, as bubbles streamed to the surface and flowed against her body; it felt a bit like a massage as I snuggled against her
Gone (Contest entry) Simon hadn’t moved in a week.
They had been about to go on another adventure, just the two of them; Lewis had told him to be at the wide meadow an hour’s walk from Yoglabs by noon. The spring day had been clear, and Simon had taken his time walking down the beaten path to their usual meeting place; he was late, but Lewis was used to that. The sky had been a brilliant robin’s egg blue, the poppies were nodding in a soft breeze, and birds chirped softly as they flew overhead on their daily errands.
The sky was clear now, and he hated it. How could the sun be shining like nothing had happened? The sky would be eternally gray for him now.
He’d heard the struggle before he’d seen it, the worn boots which clad his feet scuffing up small plumes of dust as Simon increased his pace. One hand had risen to adjust his horned helmet in preparation of a fight. The sounds had gotten louder as he’d approached: voices raised in anger and d
Morning Spells ( Hijack, Kids )" Mama! Mama!" " M-m-ma-ma-ma-ma!"
Hiccup opened one green eye, only to quickly close it, pulling his hand up casually over his mouth to hide his smile.
Jack giggled softly against the pillow, he knew what Hiccup was up to.
The twins came rushing in, and though they weren't quite able to climb up on the bed, Frost still attempted to, and December resolved to gently poke Hiccup.
With Daddy's help, Frost made her to perching on top of Jack's back, then rolling over him and squeezing space between Jack and Hiccup.
" Mama!" She squeaked.
Hiccup restrained his giggles and Jack lightly bit his own tongue to stop from laughing.
" Mama!" Frost squealed a bit louder, determined to get Hiccup's attention.
" E-a-s-s-st-ter-r." December whimpered, attempting and failing to climb up in the bed like his sister.
Then they both looked up at Jack at the exact same time.
" Okay, okay, Daddy will handle this. So you see, Mama's under a spell-"
Both of the twins gasped simulta
The Origin of:BENThe backstory of: BEN.
"SHUT UP!" The snow-globe smashed into the wall next to a boys head. He cried out, fresh tears streaming down his face, and quickly ran upstairs. He pushed a door open, quickly slamming it shut once inside. This boys name..Was Ben. He had been born to an abusive household, consisting of just himself and his two parents. They always would be getting drunk, fighting, having parties. All the usual things drunkards like them would do. Ben was sweet boy at heart, with blonde locks and big, brown eyes. He would do all he could to make others happy, and LOVED to play video games. Ben would always turn on his Nintendo 64 and play all sorts of games, especially his favorite, Majoras Mask. It was slightly beaten, losing its decals, and now was just a grey cartridge with the words "MAJORAS MASK" written on the back in black marker. But, to Ben, no matter how worn and old it was, he would always play. Even when he had beaten the game over twenty times, he would just re
Born of Lightning and Death ( Hijack )Jack mumbled quietly, his arm tightening around Hiccup. The viking and the spirit were fast asleep, snuggling in the pitch blackness of Hiccup's bedroom. With a soft squeak, Hiccup curled up in a tighter ball, clasping the corner of the fluffy blanket. Jack had insisted on it, the viking had been shivering in his sleep and it was December on Berk.
Jack smirked in his sleep- no shivering. Just a peaceful night with the sleepy brunette tucked under his arm.
Jack shrieked, jumping up in the bed, clutching the blanket.
Half-asleep, he flung open the shutters of the window, whacking Toothless with a well-aimed pillow.
" Born of lightning and death itself indeed! SHUT UP TOOTHLESS I'M SLEEPING!!"
With a grumble, Jack flopped back down on the bed, wrapping his arms around a very shaken, very sleepy, and very wide-eyed Hiccup.
The Celestial GuardianAndes entered the grove with an ominous stare. The eerie greens and browns of the thick forest canopy swayed gently among the high gale like some solemn ritual. A pool rippled on the far corner of the grove, showering the dewy grass with rainbows of blurred water vapor. The high moon provided scant light among the shrouded silhouettes of trees and bushes, sending a linear wave of cold fear tracing down Andes' spine. He carefully dropped a hand to his scabbard and entered the grove.
A thick smell brought his cautious approach to a halt as abruptly as a thunderclap. Something gave the young man pause, something faintly sour like decaying flesh. His hand hovered idly above his sword's hilt, unable to make the final descent and withdraw his steel blade. Andes felt as if he was drowning. His lungs strained to expand and inhale the life oxygen that his body was so desperately in need of. Swirling, shadowy tendrils leaped into being and traced along the forest canopy, sinuously circling the y
The Mirror Sea (Part 1)It was surprising. I mean I didn't expect to die.
The second later after I found myself as a soul surrounded by others that had reached their end, I realised something had happened to me.
You know when you die it's not at all what you think. It's a whole new world to explore.
But it's weird like that; nothing in this peculiar life seems to have its downside like previously.
At first it was a confusing puzzle winding in my mind. I had too many questions like everyone else had when they were reborn in this place. And this place… was beyond magic.
The huge shimmering golden corridors that I had appeared in looked like it never ended.
Look left – it never ended. Look right – more gold. Look forward – Same as before.
Look back and it's scary. Scary to think that it never ended.
I only say this now because back then I couldn't. It was like all I could do was see, my emotions weren't present at all. I was an empty robot with only one mission.
Left. Right. Forward. Back. Four
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