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[storytimejustice]

October 20th: Bound (This one made me tear up writing)

Araceli watched the air with intrigue as she walked through the chapel. Pictures and videos danced through the air of her son Nova and his new as of just a few hours ago husband Rodney. Now she watched as they had their first encounter in the Cancer relics, Nova saving him at the end. The duo meeting again at what used to be the temple of stars before Nova accidentally destroyed the castle moments later. 

Another floating mist seemed darker than the others as it lightened and darkened showing the passing of days. Araceli remembered them with a grimace as Nova's dark year after Giel poisoned him but Rodney sat at his bedside barely moving and forcing Nova to eat and drink things while he was trapped in his own mind. 

And then it shifted to Rodney fighting off a few mages and one of them almost getting the upper-hand on him until a beam of light fired through them coming from Nova as he snapped back to his normal self to save Rodney once again. 

The next ball of mist was showing when Nova lost his memories and Rodney had to save him in the labyrinth hidden under the museum of old heroes and help him get his memories back as they went. 

The final mist cloud showed as Nova and Rodney had lunch at their favorite little café before spending some time in the park outside of it. Nova then distracted Rodney and turned a normal fruit into an ambrosia fruit and from there he turned the fruit into a ring of immortality before proposing to Rodney. 

Araceli just stared in fondness until the blue-haired boy poked his head into the room. "Mom! It's time for the mother and son dance." Nova called out and as Araceli neared him he added. "Rodney was wondering if he could go first." And that did it for Araceli bringing tears to her eyes as she nodded. She knew Nova and Rodney were bound by fate for the rest of their days as she went to dance with her new son-in-law.

[aj-the-satyr]

Night of the Living Writers day 27

(Alright feeling better today so lets play some more catch up. Thanks again to @writerofwriting and @thenightofthelivingwriters The prompt for this day was Spell.)

Folar mumbled to himself as he walked alongside the others. He didn’t trust this Cartographer at all.

“Hey Map Maker.”

The Cartographer blinked and turned slowly to face Folar.

“Does the Sword Man have yet another question?”

“Yeah. You don’t got any weapons. You capable of defending yourself? This isn’t a mission of peace. And none of this valuable information crap either we deserve to know so we can adjust our tactics accordingly.”

Eldon smiled and wondered if Folar could get an answer out of the Minotaur by merely being grumpier than usual with his questioning.

The Cartographer turned away as he answered, to focus on their path again.

“I have survived this far into my journey, do what you will with that information.”

“That doesn’t help at all!” exclaimed Folar “We’ve only just met you!”

“But you did not come across my corpse, so that speaks something for my capabilities in combat.”

“And for all we know you could have been a farmer who lead a peaceful life up until this point!”

“Really? I introduced myself as The Cartographer and you presume me to be a farmer? Really Sword Man your lack of imagination makes me hope that your foe has chosen to specialise in illusions.”

Eldon held back a laugh and tapped Folar on the soldier.

“I think you should be focused on the road ahead and not out new friend Folar.” He pointed at a small group of Orks that were headed their way. “You will miss what is right in front of you.”

Folar turned, frowned and then drew his sword. “I hope you are ready for a fight Mr Cartographer.”

The Cartographer didn’t bother with a reply and merely drew his rifle from Beneath his cloak and took aim.

“And just what is that going to do?” Asked Folar

There was a BOOM and a rumble of thunder as The Cartographer fired. In the distance one of the Orks staggered and fell. He simply reloaded while the others were unsure just how to react.

“Impressive!” said Eldon “A portable cannon.”

“Thunder Cannon” corrected The Cartographer “And am I the only one going to do anything?” He said as the Orks decided to charge before more ranged attacks came their way.

“Oh no Cartographer” answered Dorovan “I was just waiting for them to get closer.” He pulled a pouch off his belt and grabbed a handful of whatever was inside before flinging it into the air in front of himself. With a quick gesture and a focused will he turned the sand he’d thrown into a shower of shards of glass that rained upon the Orks and felled them before they could threaten anyone.

The Cartographer nodded. “Impressive Wizard, but do all your spells require such physical components?”

“No.”

The Cartographer smiled a little at the terse reply, he couldn’t say he was much of a conversationalist.

Eldon was glad to not have to use his knives this time. “Stay focused we still have a ways to go.”

Folar took the lead. “We’ll have to find somewhere to make camp soon.”

[storytimejustice]

I would love this

SO HEY

I’ve decided to run an event.

For October, I’m calling it “Writober” or, for more fun, The Night of The Living Writer!

I think I’ve seen a few of these floating around the inter-webs but, hey! Why not have another?

It’s 31 days of prompts and writing starters to get everyone writing something, no matter how big or small!

Anyone interested in it can rb/reply to this post to be tagged in the list when it’s posted! (Later today!)

[storytimejustice]

October 15th: Moth

I felt a gust of wind scuttle up me as I ran. I heard a snap behind me hoping it was a prey animal. I smelled sewage coming from the city as I neared. 

Just as I stepped foot on concrete I felt toes land on my shoulders shifting to midfoot. I didn’t dare lookup. Looking up meant it was real. So I continued walking and getting strange looks. 

I looked down at my hands, a cat scamper out of the alley, a bug zapper hanging off a front porch. Wait… a bug zapper. Perfect.

Heading towards the zapper I felt the feet shift more as the figure on my shoulders moved to glare at the object. 

I felt heat rush across me from the zapper. I heard a screech as wings stopped moving. I smelled burnt hair and fried… something. I noticed as the feet left my shoulders and there was a clump noise behind me I turned around to see not exactly what I was expecting. 

I was expecting a demon of some sort. But lifting the mask of the figure it turned out just to me someone masquerading as the mothman. But as I continued on with my night I never felt eyes leave me until a new set of soles graced my shoulders but I knew I wouldn’t get away this time.

[storytimejustice]

October 31st: Gentle

(Did I post this 2 hours late but also only 1 hour late because of the time change? Absolutely.)

Rose grappled onto Dradgulus and pulled her into a tight hug. After over fifty years the two were finally reunited with no doom ahead of them with their foreheads rested against one anothers. 

Life and warmth poured from Rose and the energy of death and coldness radiated from Dradgulus. They were each others yin and yang and they knew that but that couldn’t even keep them apart. 

Death herself was on Chimera Blade’s side of the war now against her own mother Rixheia all so that she can be free of her shackles and finally be able to hold onto and be with the woman she loved. 

Even in the embrace of death there’s a sweet gentleness that she keeps with all of her souls she takes to the underworld but with Rose she didn’t fight the gentleness she just relaxed into it as they began to catch up on the fifty years they had apart. 

Rose explained about the Celestial Castle and everything she had learned while Death informed Rose on any souls she helped the departure of that were significant and told her funny stories of souls who tried to escape her gentle grasp. The two laughed as the sun set and Dradgulus rested her head on Rose’s shoulder. 

“Ya know Dede I wish we could remain like this forever. Empowered but not kept to doing our jobs. Just being able to relax together and watch the sun fall and the moon rise.” Rose hummed. 

“I would love that.” Dradgulus sighed before closing her eyes and allowing herself to fall in a deep sleep against her beloved.

[storytimejustice]

October 26th: Mushroom

There was an explosion outside as chunks of giant grilled mushrooms flew through the air. 

The humans from Earth had finally reached the last of the mystical creatures they decided upon vanquishing. The fae. 

Fire quickly leapt across the vegetable and fungus based buildings as portals appeared surrounding fairies and dropping them to the forbidden continent where they had sent the werewolves, mermaids, dwarves, and vampires already. 

There was a clump against the ground from a relic staff and wind quickly snuffed out the fires as the humans decided to finally show themselves. A single fairy with one of their ancient relics against five humans seemed to be impossible but as the five combined for an explosive attack of fire and lightning the fairy seemed to have disappeared. 

Reappearing the fairy began a chant “Boletus eas capere. Boletus eas capere. Boletus eas capere. Boletus ea-” The fairy was cut off as lightning flew through her and her relic disappeared but as the mages looked down at their arms mushrooms of different colors and sizes began growing out of their flesh sapping away at their magical and physical energies.

[falling-rivers]

Reposting bc I posted this super early

NIGHT OF THE LIVING WRITERS DAY 3: COLD

@writerofwriting @nightofthelivingwriters

I apologize, it’s pretty long and pretty dark (TW for mention of murder, raising of dead, devils, hell, eating of eyeballs, mention of possible mutilation…) so I just linked it from google docs (because mobile is my main source of posting and I want to give y'all fair warning before you read. I dont usually write horror so its probably not as bad as I think it is but this is definitely not what I usually write).

The fic ends up at about 1,700 words, so it is a bit of a read, but it also may be the beginning to a new WIP I have about witches! Feel free to leave comments as well, I’m excited to see what you all think! And do not feel obligated under any circumstances to read or comment, either.

[storytimejustice]

October 24th: Endless

Rixheia strutted around in the void, she could feel the power of it slowly fading as the decades passed but the goddess really never expected this kind of power from a mortal. As the powers of light and darkness dragged Rixheia to her knees she knew it was Victoria’s turn to watch her while the rest rested. 

Another three months and it’ll switch again and if she had the scheduling down it would switch to Skylar of the Draconics who’ll make her feel like she’s trapped in that glacier all those years again. It gives her a feeling of helplessness and like a failure all over again. She broke free from one prison she was stuck in for centuries and then got trapped in another after not even a month into freedom. 

But once she breaks free she has a plan. Once she breaks free she will win. Once she breaks free she will rule all and destroy the heroes. 

Suddenly Rixheia saw a small beam of light within the darkness and knew the void would be destroyed soon enough.

[storytimejustice]

October 21st: Nightmare

Nova’s body shook the first few nights of his magic being poisoned by Giel as he laid in the Starlight mansion’s infirmary. His body there but his mind was wandering the celestial castle. 

He felt a strange tingle as his body shook and he tried to go to sleep. Just to get some sort of rest. But it seemed like as the darkness overtook him his eyes opened to darkness around him except for a gelatinous half-dragon version of him. 

“You let your ‘father’ get the best of you again? One last time before you sent him here huh?” The clone spoke up with a hum as he looked around at the shadows around him as the darkness began to lighten and Nova watched his doom happen before his eyes. 

He slung the whip back as everyone launched their magical attacks forwards sucking in their spells and at the last second Giel sent out a card that got sucked into the whip before the weapon snapped. Giel was next to nothing left as Nova fell to the ground the disable card Giel threw had been sucked in and its magical energy coiled up with the rest inside Nova. 

He felt it and knew he could dispel it but if he did he’d lose the rest of his energy and his chance at taking down Giel so he did what he thought was best. 

He ended up in that infirmary for a year before he could start walking again weak but Rodney kept him at his side. The second Rodney was in danger though Nova saw a mix of colors creating a galaxy swirl and when it faded he was blasting out a golden beam firing straight through one of the mages that had Rodney cornered. 

Nova was back to life after that and stronger than ever. Mentally and physically.

[storytimejustice]

October 19th: Bone

Cobra slid under a limb as she ran, her red hair almost getting snagged in it as she went. She fumbled with a bone on her hip before filling it with magical energy and throwing it behind her not wanting to see the carnage of the Hesperonychus elizabethae dinosaur she had brought back. 

Hearing a screech she turned just as the small dinosaur leapt onto the back of the wolf that had been chasing her and the small carnivore reached down. Cobra quickly made to turn around around and kept running as she listened to the whimpers and screams of the wolf until a bloody bone appeared back at her hip and she made it out of the woods.

[storytimejustice]

October 30th: Fae

(I promise I wrote and published this on my Wattpad yesterday(the 30th))

I watched as a boy sketched his sister playing the violin before him on the river's edge. My home. Not that they'll ever know I'm here. 

No matter how many times I've put up fairy circles near where they come to relax they still have yet to notice me. And it's against the rules to show my form to just anybody. Even if I flop out of the water as a fish or turn into a bird they still still don't realize I'm fascinated by their skills. 

Up until I heard it a note resonating an E followed by an M then an ILY. The girl noticed me and I gladly let her know I heard her play her name by sending a ripple out of the water before her. I noticed she had come without her brother today though but I soon forgot about that as Emily began playing a new song I had never heard her play. I danced across the water allowing my feet to barely skim the water as I went creating small ripples making her giggle knowing I was there. 

"Goodbye! I'll see you tomorrow!" Emily had said… but I didn't see her until months later she came without her brother again and began playing a new song. 

I went to dance but before I could begin I realized she was playing a mourning song so I just brushed her hair back behind her ear as she played and watched her lips quirk into a small smile before she focused back into the song. 

She always came to see me at least once a week after that sometimes playing music, sometimes just talking to me even though I couldn't respond in a way she'd fully understand. 

I just made sure to let her know I was there and that I enjoyed her company as she aged through the years and I remained the same.

[storytimejustice]

October 29th: Lantern

My lantern flickered out leaving my eyes to have to adjust to the darkness surrounding me from the shadows of the tunnels curled over me. 

I have to escape. I'm the last one but the darkness gives them advantages I don’t have. With shadows the beings can warp through and find me with ease and with that thought I tripped on something sending me tumbling to the ground. 

Hands waved through the shadows towards me but as I closed my eyes I felt my body shift. Opening my eyes I found myself under the shade of a tree just outside of the tunnel. 

I escaped… but how? I looked down at my hands and my skin seemed slightly paler but I really don’t know how long I was stuck in the shadows for. It could’ve been hours or months. 

Then I felt it as my skin began to burn from the sunlight and I looked over seeing beady red eyes beckoning me back into the shadows. I followed but this won’t be the end. They did this to me so I’ll have to find a way to reverse the curse if I’m able and defeat them once and for all. But for now I’ll hide amongst them and wait.

[storytimejustice]

October 25th: Storm

I kept running as I heard a roar break through the sky and witnessed the gray clouds quickly roll in with whipping winds and rain drops shattering against my skin. And then I saw her black legs with magma cracking through them and tsunami wave wings. 

The spiked tail struck me and sent me flying. It was like Marsha was out of control but at least she didn’t spear me was all I could think as I was flung across the field and then everything went black. 

When I woke up Marsha was gone but a new volcano was in the spot where she had sat and it seemed to have been kept from erupting by a hurricane that was now miles away. What I didn’t know was that when I woke up I woke up and left my body. Along with that this was just the beginning of the storm of events that would overtake the Draconics during their training. 

[storytimejustice]

October 23rd: Constellation

“Alright Nova time for class.” Giel stated as he pulled out a large black book that had shining dots sprawled across it. “Today I’ll give you a list of stars and I want you to name the constellation it makes up. This will be your final try at getting permission from me at summoning celestials.” 

As soon as Nova had a look of fear in his young eyes Giel hit him with the first star 

“Algorab!” 

“Corvus the Crow!” 

“Alphard!” 

“Hydra the Dragon!” 

“Shaula!” And that’s the first one where Nova went blank 

“Cetara!” Giel tried again but Nova’s eyes just gathered tears. “These are obvious constellations Nova! Altarf!” 

“Cancer the Crab?” Nova questioned with his eyes squeezed shut just ready for himself to fail the test and done with getting yelled at. 

“Finally you got something right.” Giel mumbled before closing up the book and putting it back into his spot. “Test is over. You will never be granted a celestial by the king of stars.” Giel barked out before storming out of the room. 

Nova was only six at the time and within that brisk month of November he learned all eighty-eight constellations and their full star patterns. Not that he had the guts to confront his father about it. And then there was the day that Giel died and left Cerberus in Nova’s care.

[storytimejustice]

October 22nd: Hallucination

Lyss walked across the bar steadfastly as she decided to make her move. “Hello. My name is Ana Emera and I’ll be your waitress this evening. Can I start you off with any drinks?” Lyss questioned with her notepad up. 

“I think just some white wine to start. Bottle please.” The man ordered. 

Lyss wrote it down onto her notepad and the dish on the table began to glow as a bottle of white wine and four wine glasses appeared on the table for the group. “Let me know if I can get you guys anything else!” Lyss stated cheerfully and started to strut away a customer service smile plastered onto her face. 

As she stepped around the corner she adjusted a pan from the kitchen to where she could see the group at the table and swirled her hands watching as they all cheered and took a sip. 

Waiting for them to make complete fools of themselves she started walking out the kitchen as her clothes and hair shifted and she watched the chaos unfold. One of the couples stood up to dance bumping into each other and then falling over the table as all four of them sent up a roar of laughter. She couldn’t even imagine the hallucinations they were having. She walked past and with a snap of her fingers metal shavings appeared on their tongues with moonstone and sodalite. 

The sodalite slowed their movements as the moonstone struck their magical energy and pierced it draining it out four different vials on Lyss’ belt filled with different colored air as she opened the door to the bar and kept walking hooking arms with a cloaked man as they kept walking. Mission accomplished.

[storytimejustice]

October 18th: Feather

The white stallion Pegasus flew through the air as the black furred wolf Lupus ran below her. The two quickly approached a giant cyclops as he went to step on a small village that had been having villagers taken by the cyclops these last few nights in handfuls leaving just a few people left.

The two seemed to shimmer as they shifted into their more human forms and as a bubble of light flew under the giant's foot Lupus shot a beam of pure darkness that knocked the cyclops to his side making him lose his balance and fall onto the nearby forest. 

Lupus sank into the ground and popped back up right next to the giants arm and sent a blade of shadow right for his elbow and it would've severed it if he hadn't moved faster than Lupus expected. The giant lifted his hand and went for the kill on Lupus but a horde of feathers appeared in a cloak over Lupus and when they faded he was next to Pegasus and she was on the ground about a hundred feet out from the dragon. 

Sending a feather up it looked like it turned to steel before it whisked around the cyclops cutting it in the smallest but most dangerous spots. 

"We did the job and saved the village. Now let's go before you almost get yourself killed again." Pegasus hummed. "I know you're protective of me sis but I could've taken it. Don't forget we can't die we just become stardust and have to reform." Lupus replied with a smirk as they walked away from the village, grimacing as they heard a crackle and a small wave of blood took down a small house.