The Ages of VeltAt the dawn of time, there existed a being unnamed. She perceived the power about her, and envisioned a great plan. Thus, she spun the universe from out of nothingness. So started the first age, the Age of Creation. This new creation had an awareness, and acknowledged the being unnamed, who in turn acknowledged the universe as her equal in power. The universe, in his turn, spun celestial bodies from the primordial chaos within him; stars, planets and moons. Then the Universe and his creator joined their awareness, and brought forth eight beings of grace, beauty and power – foThe Ages of Velt
Passing of heroesHer face pale, Síog carefully picked her way across the littered field. Behind her, many of the Elvish healers were working side-by-side, regardless of path, striving to help those who could still be saved. Síog's left arm felt like it had been crushed, and she was limping, but she was determined to find two of her closest friends as soon as was possible.Passing of heroes
Amethyst eyes darkened as she stepped over a patch of withered grass, evidence that a deargdu had been slain. She paused, catching sight of the amulet lying half-hidden under a shield. Clenching her will, she suddenly released a short jet of water
Meeting in Dryad's WoodThere was a frozen silence for a moment after the challenge of a dual to the death came out of the shadows ahead of the trio, before Cathal stepped forward.Meeting in Dryad's Wood
"I will face you," he met the challenge calmly, his hand on his sword hilt. The reply was an ugly, barking laugh.
"Run back to the play battles, boy," their unseen assailant sneered. "My challenge is serious!" Cathal's face darkened.
"As I am serious in my acceptance," he retorted. "Do you fear to face me?" At that, a great hulking bear of a man broke cover, his face red.
Numbers GameEverything was a haze. Flashes of light lit up the darkness like lightning and faded without thunder. Voices came and went, lingering only long enough to alert me of their presence. When I came to, all I could remember was the feeling of imminent danger all around me; the lights in the house flickering before every bulb exploded, showing sparks and shattered glass onto my neck and back. I hit the ground and blacked out.Numbers Game
The room swam into focus, a swirl of iridescent orange from the lights mixed the basic colors of the test screen on the TV. The announcer on the other side of the TV blared scattered emergency broadcast instructio
Insanity is SanityWe live in a truly insane world. To expect people to NOT be insane, is insane in itself. In actuality the only true sane are those who are classed as insane.Insanity is Sanity
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."
-Jiddu Krishnamurti
the path to dublinThe path to Dublin is a devout nomad, wandering this way and that under the feet of a season sprinting off into a little town to smolder in the field or in the sky, to end a life turned over on its colder side. The path to Dublin is covered in dust. Sometimes it is disturbed by hooves crested with uncertain horseshoes or feet guided by a mind too shy to ask faith for directions.the path to dublin
Sometimes it remembers that the weight of the world once plodded above its head, curved its spine. Sometimes it just forgets and winds itself to the edge of a cliff where a lighthouse stands waving its yellow-sleeved arm in the distance, claiming to know
| Writing was where my imagination first began to be shown to others. Now that I also draw, I decided that this gallery would be dedicated to my original writing. The associated art-work can be found here: ~Dealsian-Archer |
Birthdays
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"Minds are like parachutes - they only function when open." - Thomas Dewar
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"See Potter, being a slytherin isn't about being evil, It's just about being a attention-Whore!"
- Cass, Sl.
"Oh now I can die happy!" *glances down at earth*
"Forget I said that you" *grimace*
- Mary, Gr.
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Icon by: ~Wasudo
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Artemis, Huntress of the Moon, make my aim true.
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If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I were to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong.
Oasis
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