Keyholder - Chapter One by calthyechild, literature
Literature
Keyholder - Chapter One
Chapter One
Twelve manuscripts later, Mulaya had it: the last remnants of a script likely written a hundred years past. No one dared to write magic like this anymore. No one tried. Except for her. Getting her fingers on this had involved more than a little rubbing of the right elbows, greasing of the right palms, and the broken heart of a wizard who lived in Yrkai creating mechanisms for little more than art. A waste of talent, in Mulaya’s opinion. He was a talented gentleman. Now, he was a sad and talented gentleman. It didn’t matter. Mulaya didn’t have room for people in her life who would only hold her back. She had goal
Wounded
A story about two Jedi and love and the dark side...
RATING: PG. For action and angst.
GENRE: General fantasy, drama, angst, action.
Hey. Remember back then? When we used to be friends? It was really a long time ago, though. Back in the Temple. Remember?
Its all right. I dont exactly expect you to remember. It was really a long time ago. You know, back when we were all made of professional, outward appearances and we strode around like the galaxy was laid bare at our feet, all cocky and so plastic. We laughed on cue, we stalked into battle on cue, we glowered down at ambassadors threatening our positionwell, you
On The Edge - history dump by calthyechild, literature
Literature
On The Edge - history dump
On The Edge - exerpt from later in the book.
06/12/31 security recording logged
Your mission went well? Pause. No?
We lost Galvahaert. We lost Raiyn. We lost Abroidine. We lost Disvana and Navadae. I lost Gabriel.
We. We. I?
Care to elaborate, Talnaver?
I Sobs. Gasps.
Minute break.
It would be easier to just s-show you
Pause.
What? What is what are what is that thing?
I its
Sobs.
Pause.
Shhh. No, its okay, Talnaver. Calm down. Here.&
I remember the voiceswhispers that swam up from the darkness, weaving in between the hollow music that echoed in the chamber with swells of, oh, I dont think I ever was quite certain what it was that I heard. I remember the screaming, the cheers and applause as someone took the stage. I remember one voice that took over
And then I lost the echoes, the people who whispered that I could hear amidst the screaming and cheering.
I remember the voice. He sang amidst the music, he sang that song.
I dont even remember the name of the song.
I remember they screamed.
The people screamed.
And I remember I fainted.
I don
Winter-55 Second Person Words by calthyechild, literature
Literature
Winter-55 Second Person Words
Youve never stood in the middle of paradise like this. Everything is blue, the sunlight casting shadows over snow. It shines, winter eating away the cold gloom. Youd almost want to make a snowman. If only it wasnt so cold. But thered be no snow. It would melt otherwise. And you hate. The stupid. Heat.
I found the place where Id been ordered to wait. The floor was trashed, the walls covered in graffiti. It was a putrid place; it smelt foul. It was so absurdly dark in here. I waited; finally he stomped in. His smirk made me wince. I bowed formally, stiffly.
Brave, your Highness. He laughed. Brave.
Weve been quiet for so long, I have to know. Are you all right, Master? I ask, somewhat hesitantly.
Dont call me that, he says with trepidation. Youve seen me cry; skip the honorific.
Youre like a father to me. Its a token of respect.
Then call me father. He looks irritated. Or brother. Please.
Funeral fires, the smell of a death, that blaze that ate away at life. Fury. Horror. Yet Saerin found she still stood there and gazed into the smoke. Not gagging. No, not gaggingshed stood at the pyre all too many times before. All for the same purpose: to watch another Ytho rot away in the flames, yet another immortal life taken.
Only to return.
And oh, how the domino effect spirals down and down
Perhaps next time shell stand at my death bed.
Perhaps itll be a he.
Perhaps next time Ill win again and undergo this torture once more.
She stood there and stared. The body was barely a child. Maris Ytho ne