#oc: colxian

[lockejhaven]

↪ 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚐 {𝟶𝟻} thank you to @j-1173 for the tag!

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My words are: DUST, TIED, RISE, END, & HUNG

Tagging @midnight-and-his-melodiverse, @365runesofwriting, @writingpotato07, @orphicpoieses, @andromedatalksaboutstuff, and anyone else who wants to join.

Your words are: WELCOME, PROVIDE, SERIES, POWDER, & IMMUNE

As always, no pressure to those I’ve tagged, especially if I’ve already done so recently. You’re welcome to reblog instead if you’d rather ❤︎

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DUST Arcane • Draft 1 • Ch ? (tw: mild violence)

Her shock didn’t last for long before twisting into a vile rage and she feinted a blow to Colxian’s left side. He readied his shield in an attempt to protect himself, but he wasn’t quite prepared enough. Juniera’s image distorted and cracked into shards. She appeared to Auris’ right side, and, acting on instinct, they twisted out of the way, aiming The Void at her rapier. Before they could even think to hesitate, they pulled the trigger and the energy wreathed around and through her blade. The image faded into dust and she let out a pained curse, clutching her hand to her chest. Colxian wasted no time; he raised his sword, allowing light to charge through it, before swinging it in an arc. The light pierced through each of Juniera’s illusions one by one and she dropped to the ground.

TIED Lore • Archaics & Luminaries (Luminary Types)

Supernovics - Given life by Nova, these beings are not directly tied to a specific element or body. Includes... Valiant, Zæ, Fe Sutyi, Everes

RISE Lore • Decessus: The Ferris Wheel

The Ferris wheel is another prominent ride, towering higher than the rest at the back of the carnival. Painted with bright colors and lit by glowing bulbs, it is warm and inviting. Rather than moving in a circle, however, this ride takes an individual impossibly high until they rise above the clouds and the carnival disappears below.

END Snippet • The Bookshop

The shop bell rang, muffled by the shelves of books and bundles of scrolls lining the walls. Acelin craned her neck to look upwards; there seemed to be no end to the towers. The longer she looked, the more she began to notice many strange, peculiar things. For instance, she couldn’t actually see any walls, nor windows, yet the room seemed to be awash in natural starlight. The person behind the front desk gave her a toothy smile, before straightening their sleeves and waving her over.

HUNG Fun Fact! Old writing...

I actually only began writing in present tense in the past couple years! So anything you see that's in past tense is older writing... and back when I had more energy to brainstorm plots, admittedly.

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~ Of Fables & Feathers,

🕊️ Locke J. Haven

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[lockejhaven]

↪ 𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 --- snippet / 2019

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Hello my sprites!

I'm quite excited to share a favorite piece of mine; it's a standalone I wrote back in 2019, and it's possibly the piece I'm most proud of.

If you enjoy what I create, please reblog or consider buying me a coffee!

Keep yourselves safe and let me know if I missed anything! cw: blood, violence, death, wound descriptions, burnings, weapons, vague vomit mention, grief, parental loss, corpses, injury, fire

Vaenvi stared at the floor in front of her, refusing to look up at her saf. The aydlings holding her let out a series of clicks, their grips on her arms tightening and she flinched. Her lip trembled and she fought to stay calm. Saf would never let anything happen to her, nor would they let this threat to the kingdom last for long. A sob rose in her throat as one of the aydlings grasped her jaw, forcing her to meet their cold, hungry gaze. It examined her, another series of clicks escaping its mouth, before stepping back and jerking her head back. Why had they not yet killed her or the maire? She tried to turn her head away from her saf, not wanting to see them bruised and bleeding, but the aydling’s hold refused to waver.  “Fedä, it is natural to feel afraid, but you must not let it control you; everything will be alright.” A soft smile crossed her saf’s face, and the sob that had built in Vaenvi’s throat finally escaped as hot tears flowed down her cheeks. She glanced at Colxian’s unconscious form, slumped against the wall, and hoped with desperation that he would wake and help her, but he did not.  The sound of metal singing flesh caused her to flinch and turn her gaze back to her saf. Vaenvi let out a wail, watching in horror as the aydling leader drove the sunstone blade straight through her saf’s neck, the heat burning their skin. She struggled once more, kicking out at her captors and letting out another grief-stricken scream as the aydling sank their long fangs into the lifeless body of the former Maire. 

Why had no one come? Did they not care? 

Her vision brightened with rage as she twisted out of the aydling’s grip and, without thinking, she thrust a hand out towards the aydling leader, releasing a wave of flames from her fingertips. The aydling leader only had time to stare at her in shock before they were vaporized on the spot. Clicks of distress sounded from the others around her, and they quickly let go of her as she turned to face them. They seemed to be deciding just how to deal with this new threat, but Vaenvi did not let them figure that out; fueled by adrenaline, she released another wave of flames and vaporized them as well. In a matter of seconds she had cleared every aydling in the room, and with her rage now spent, she collapsed to her knees, overtaken by grief.  She crawled over to her saf, her vision blurry with tears.  “Saf?” She whimpered. “Safir?” She knew there was no possible way that their body was still alive; that much was clear by the singed gash across their throat, but it was possible that their energy still lingered. Her gaze swept the surrounding area in desperation, searching, flinching away from burnt corpses and her safir. When there was no sign of them, she turned away, gagging on the smell of blood and burnt flesh. Closing her eyes tight, she wrapped her arms around their waist.  Vaenvi did not know how long she had stayed that way for before the guards pulled her away, nor did she know how long she had been cooped up in her quarters afterward; all she knew was that her saf was gone forever. The thought that they might one day reincarnate did nothing to ease her fear.  She had always felt as if she were alone; even with Colxian, or the other guards. Only her saf had made her feel as if she belonged, as kind as Colxian had been to her. Now, as she stared blankly at the painting across from her bed, a suffocating loneliness crept in on her and her saf’s broken body flashed into her mind once more. Exhaustion numbed her enough that only silent tears escaped, yet all it took were a few moments with the memory to send her to the bathroom.  She shivered with revulsion, crouched by the waste basket, willing for the contents of her stomach to stop swirling. Unable to remember when she had last slept, her eyelids drooped with fatigue and her mind drifted off with her face pressed against the cool, stone wall.

As she slept, she dreamed. And she dreamed with hope; a hope that blinded the future with a bright flare. She dreamt of warm skin, blazing eyes, a hand tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes remained closed, even when a soft voice spoke up beside her. She only half turned, with the fear that if she opened her eyes, this reality would shatter in the wake of another.  Quiet, my sweet child.  The voice spoke again and she jumped. A light touch of fingertips against her eyelids sent warmth shuddering through her. The warmth quickly turned to blistering heat within her eyes and she cried out in fear.  It will all be alright; I know it hurts, I know. It will be alright. The pain subsided and she kept her eyes squeezed shut, even as the urge to open them increased. Silence stretched. Her eyelids twitched in protest. The sensation of cold stone against her cheek roused her and, with hesitation, she cracked an eye open. Instead of the harsh light she had expected, the pale walls of the bathroom swam into view. She hauled herself up from beside the wastebasket with a shaky grip. She managed to get herself mostly upright, unaware of how much time had passed, and took a few unsteady steps toward the door only to freeze as she caught sight of herself in the mirror. It was not her own reflection staring back. She blinked a few times, almost convinced she was hallucinating, but they didn’t go away. The blazing eyes of Naiz themself stared back at her, the rune on their jawline pulsing with raw energy.  She took another step forward. Closer.  Stories flowed through her memory; stories of their presence burning people alive. Their gaze blinding those unfortunate enough to meet it. And yet, here she was, staring straight back at them without flinching. Perhaps it was only an image of them, but even so, she was certain that the meeting of their gazes should have rendered her blind.

Their features were softer than she had expected. With shaky hesitance, she raised her hand to the mirror and they did the same, mimicking her movements. A gentle, reassuring smile lit their face and all at once she felt tears prick her eyes. She could have sworn she felt delicate lips brush against her forehead as they leaned forward, until they faded into sunstone dust and she was left staring into her own eyes.  But they were no longer her own; instead, they were Naiz’s; vibrant, and sunlit. A gift given to her. Tears flowed down her cheeks freely as her gaze shifted to the rune on her own jawline, identical to theirs, and she ran fingertips against it with a light touch. She dropped her hand in shock when Naiz’s energy flowed through the rune and warmed her skin, only to bring it back in wonder. A knock on the door startled her away from the mirror and she roughly wiped the tears from her face. Her saf, wherever they were, would want her to be strong; for herself, and for the people. That was exactly what she was going to do, regardless of whether there was belief in it; belief in her.

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~ Of Fables & Feathers,

🕊️ Locke J. Haven

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[lockejhaven]

↪ 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚐 {𝟶𝟼} thanks to @fearofahumanplanet for the tag!

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My words are: VOICE, FINAL, FRIEND, WEAPON, & IMAGINE

Tagging @365runesofwriting, @writingpotato07, @orphicpoieses, and anyone else who wants to join! Your words are: RUB, RIGHT, THEFT, CHAIN, & SINGLE

No pressure to those I’ve tagged, especially if I’ve already done so recently. You’re welcome to reblog instead if you’d rather ❤︎

Snippets after the cut, of course!

VOICE Wane of the Lunar Human • To Kneel • Ch ?

“Reveal yourself, Krellan,” Bane’s authoritative voice radiated from their chest; almost a dull roar although they spoke calmly. Esail let out a curse as his hold on The Shroud faltered and he was revealed to them in an instant.

FINAL Arcane • Reunited • Ch ?

“You will never do it. You are still too soft, still in love with me.” Auris grit their teeth. She is right, I will not kill her. They pulled the trigger, eliciting a scream to erupt from Juniera’s mouth. They lowered their pistol. “I do not care enough to kill you. I do not forgive you, nor will I ever, but you still do not deserve to die.” Auris whispered those final words as blood flowed from Juniera’s right ear. They turned their back on her, moving with deliberate steps to meet Colxian.

FRIEND Snippet • Hundreds of Years

There were others that loved her, almost as much as Farheis did. It seemed that during her time away from home she had made quite a few friends and allies. It wasn’t at all surprising; she had always had a way with words. It wasn’t that she twisted them to manipulate, she simply knew exactly what to say and how to say it in order to do what she believed was right. Farheis had watched her recruit many to their cause, digging deep to find what would entice them. Physical strength was not what had drawn Farheis to her. 

WEAPON Alchemist • My Sibling Tries to Kill Me • Ch 1

“My Sibling Tries to Kill Me.” As all siblings do. That is what you are thinking, right? One trying to choke the Eros out of the other; not uncommon for two people raised side by side. Especially not uncommon for siblings raised to protect the kingdom, trained as living weapons. After all, what could have possibly gone wrong with that idea?

IMAGINE Snippet • Knight

Solace places his hands over theirs to steady them, only for a blinding flash of light to shock them both. Blinking spots from their hazy vision, Auris struggles to focus on what they imagine to be Solace. He must have been thrown to the ground just as they had; his form lies motionless, smaller than Auris remembers. Their vision clears as they squint, and they catch sight of wildly curly hair. Wildly curly hair that is, most assuredly, not Solace's. Auris shifts onto their hands and knees and crawls a bit closer, wincing slightly as their stiff body protests. Their arms tremble. Hesitant, they bring their gaze to study the being they have created. To his face, achingly familiar. Breath catching, Auris jumps when Solace crouches next to them. Next to the man neither of them had expected to see.

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~ Of Fables & Feathers,

🕊️ Locke J. Haven

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