As the shadowy mist faded away, a foreboding man with charred brittle skin appeared. In the cracks, there glowed what appeared to be red-hot lava. His eyes were embers as he glared at them. Anika regained her bearings, Tarnink behind her, sword drawn. A small troop of twisted men circled them.
Anika found herself faced with this monstrosity. His eyes glowed so hot that his stare burned into her. He was blind, yet Anika felt he could sense her that he was looking at her.
The scar he had on his left eye glowed the brightest red and cut deeper than the other cracks of his flesh. Strapped to his right side he carried a sword, and in his right hand a long spear. His long feathery black hair blended in with the darkness of the forest. He wore a battered
A man with icy eyes and short salt and peppered hair gazed from a dark, tall, and jagged throne. He held a cherry wood scepter with carved woody thorns and a large garnet stone. The gem itself pulsed with cloudy swirls as if alive. He wore a deep navy robe with a dragon clasp at the neck and silver thread lining the sleeves. His aged face twisted into a bitter grimace as he tapped the armrest of his throne with impatience.
In the annals of history many great wars were fought and forgotten. Kingdoms would rise, and they would fall but, our world was not the birthplace of war. The Divines, the first race through which all races were born, were a peaceful science driven race. They set out to travel worlds and found Gaia. They lived amongst the mortals and Gaia became a magical place where the inhabitants honored the Divines and Dragons. In return, we blessed them and guided them. Both worlds lived in harmony with the pulse of the universe.
Some Christmases stick out in memory better than others. Maybe they stand out because of the gifts or perhaps just because of things that happen that year. For me it was Christmas in Germany that I can never forget. It was there that we as a family we started so many traditions. I was about 10 or 11.
That December we had all asked for pets for Christmas. I had sent Saint Nick a letter myself asking for a cat. That night my sisters and I plotted to stay up and catch Saint Nick and make sure we go our pets. I never caught Santa in the act because next I remember was my mom calling for us.
I stumbled out bleary-eyed in pink pajamas. My long blonde hair a ratted mess. I could hear mom yelling at the dog.
Hi, my name is Cera and I want to get my final Princess key. I need it so I can be the queen of Kalos region. While others tell me I have a difficult road ahead I know it will be easy for me with my “eeveelutions.” There is one thing that stands in my way though. My eevee, Eeveen is constantly targeted by Team Rocket. One day though I will beat them once and for all and become Queen of Kalos! Let’s go Eeveen and catch them all!
I recently acquired a new girl. This is her arrival story. I will use Holly(H), Sumire (S), and new girl Ai Indigo(I).
Me: Why is there two boxes at the door?
H: Remember the girl we asked you to get us? She came today silly.
Me: Right I forgot, shew I’m glad I didn’t have to go pick them up at the post office, as my car is in the shop.
H: Well, get over here and help me out.
Me: Let me go get scissors or something.
H: Oh, you came back with “Scissors?!”
Me: Go ahead.
Me: Wait no you… Ok let me help you finish.
The first box was opened.
H: What now, senpai?
Me: We open the box.
H: I don’t think there’s anything pink in here.
Me: No, Holly I don’t think there’s anything “pink” in there.
H: Ohhh! I found kitty ears, I like her already.
Me: You look nice I will get our new friend out of her box.
Snip, snip, snip
Me: Ok, Holly here’s our new friend.
“New girl cries”
H: What’s wrong?
I: My hair wasn’t put in my box with me, and you have hair.
H: Sumire! Can you help our new friend?
S: Sure, here, it was in the other box with all her stuff.
I: Er, my umm legs are a little dark, and my face is a mess. I hope you understand.
H: Don’t worry my leg doesn’t move correctly, now after my trip on the big metal bird.
H: Don’t worry, um I didn’t get your name, your face looks fine, what ever it is we can fix it, I’m sure.
I: Ai Miyazaki, Indigo, everybody calls me Indigo.
H: Cool, Indigo we are going to do a little family photo you in.
I: Err, umm SURE! Who’s the girl in the pink dress.
H: It’s Akemi. We’re a bunch of misfit dolls, but we have fun going all over the place, and playing dress up, and getting our pictures taken.