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Rythian's Cat Part 21 I don’t know where he is. He’s not in my castle anymore. Though i can’t say i'm surprised. It was only a matter of time before the mage got uncomfortable with the machinery surrounding him and left. He had lasted longer than i originally thought, though i'm also still alive, so today was just full of surprises.
Rythian can take care of himself, he has unbelievable magical power and he seems to have more control over it in this form. it might have something to do with the curse not effecting this body but i can’t know for sure without studying the mage.
But the fact of the matter is, he has left my castle, and i don’t have the foggiest idea where he has gone. i decide the best place to begin my search will be Blackrock. I can think of no other place Rythian would go at a time like this.
I find Teep still flipping through the books in my library. He looks to be deep in thought and i debated leavi
Rythian's Cat Part 7 Teep entered the room a few hours after Rythian and Zoey had left. He nearly laughed himself to tears when he saw me. The reason being that he may or may not have found me tangled up in a ball of yarn that I may or may not have found in the bedroom closet. I may or may not have yelled at him to help me out of it. And he may or may not have laughed the entire time he did so.
Regardless of the event that may or may not have happened, we were now siting on the couch in the living room. He still chuckles every so once in a while as though remembering something funny. I glare at him, but this just causes him this laugh harder.
“Its not funny!”
“Oh, but it is my new fuzzy, little friend. It is.”
Despite the fact he's making fun of me I find myself smiling at him calling me friend. I've never really had a friend. Sure Honeydew and Xephos are my allies but that's more out of fear than friendship. Teep
Rythian's Cat Part 8 It's been about a week since I turned kitty, and other than the occasional walk with Tee, nothing much happened. Zoey still tries to get me to come to her and tries to pet me every so often. which is wired.... Rythian steers clear of me for the most part, only interacting with me if he has to and to put down my food.
Rythian hasn’t come down stairs in the middle of the night again. But he didn’t get up at dawn with Zoey today like he usually does. He didn’t put down my food ether, Zoey did.
I'm not worried! certainly not! Just curious. I debate venturing up stairs to see him, but decide that that’s probably not a good idea. If he has any idea once so ever about who I am, and he feels even the slightest bit threatened in his what I assume to be vulnerable state, he will not hesitate to destroy said threat.
He will not hesitate to destroy me.
I shiver at the thought. I don’t think he knows
Not a yogscast story! just a poem i wrote!I am from Storybooks,
pencils and pens,
from words on paper.
I am from heroes and heroines,
kingdoms and castles,
from hiding in stories.
I am from care and sympathy,
Worried faces and forgetfulness,
From fear of loss.
I am from doctor offices and medicines
Blood and needles,
I am from protective brothers and loving mothers,
Working fathers and supportive friends,
I am from car crashes and hospital beds,
scars and memory loss,
from near death.
I am from close calls and almosts
I love yous and i'm sorries
I am from life.
Rythian's Cat Part 23 Warm. So warm. I always have trouble getting out of bed on cold days...I snuggle into the warmth of my pillow and purr. Purr..? My eyes shoot open but I don’t move. I stare straight ahead and stay perfectly still, desperate not to wake my ‘pillow’.
I have woken up snuggled into Teep before. With the temperature dropping steadily with the coming winter I sometimes found that I had sought out the warmth of the one sleeping across from me in my sleep. Neither of us really minded, both grateful for what little warmth we could get.
Rythian’s castle is big, and the air is poorly circulated making it impossible to heat. Without the warm blankets of a bed to cocoon yourself in, it became very cold at night.
Finding myself curled up next to Teep wouldn’t have been a problem. However it was not the rough skin of Teep’s flank I found myself pressed against. This...wa
Enderborn Facilitates part 1
Why does he still hate me? I've tried so hard to make him forgive me, but he still wishes for my death. Why? I have done nothing wrong since the old world and even that wasn't my fault…at least not entirely.
But I've learned from my mistakes! The reactor is safe, stable. What happened to the old wont happen here. I won’t let it. Why can’t he see that? Perhaps he is blinded by his lust for revenge. If so than there is no hope of me getting the old him back… No there is still hope. I see him sometimes, the old him. When he’s around that girl… I think her name is Zoey.
There’s something off about her, something I can’t quite place. She makes my blood boil, and my fingertips burn. Prier experience says that is a very bad thing. I hate what I am. No, hate isn't a strong enough word. I loathe what I am. I can’t change it though. After years of tryin
Rythian's Cat Part 1
Don’t panic, Lalna. You’re a genius, you can fix this. I pace around my lab and try to calm my self down. So you made a mistake, its happened before and you always found a way to fix it...but those mistakes didn’t result in me having paws and whiskers!
I leap up onto my lab table and scan over the chemicals I was experimenting with. Some of them have spilled onto the table, and I’m careful not to step in any of them. OK, I was trying to make a potion that would heighten my senses...using cat DNA...
I shake my head as my thoughts drift to tuna. This is absurd! I don’t even like tuna! I shake my head again, and revert my attention back the the mess on my table. I have to focus, I have to find a why to change back. That is if there is a way to turn back... There has to be! I don’t want to be a cat forever! I don’t want to be a cat at all! I place a...paw..on
Promises Are Made to be Broken Promises are made to be broken…
In the end… it was treachery and love that claimed Rythian’s life…
A week and a day earlier the endermen had begun to arrive; endless numbers, hordes of monsters attacking and breaking against the hastily shored up walls of their desert fortress like waves upon stone. Cabertown had been overrun by the seventh day, houses burning and crumbling as their foundations were carried away by the tall dark monsters. The villagers had been inexperienced in the art of war, and though they had tried, the damage had been too much for them. Children had gone missing from their beds, and adults were slaughtered in the streets like cattle. Ravs had finally had abandoned hope that his city would survive, and led what was left of his people across the desert to seek shelter with Rythian and Zoey; they carried what they could, but most of their belongings were left abandoned. The villagers were too terrified to retrieve what
Ridgephos 1/2 (Change of a darken Heart)(Warning: Maybe some language, Evil!Xephos and Good!Xephos, and Ridgephos)
Ridgedog, bit his bottom lip. He was sent to assassinate Xephos after being permanently tainted by Israphel. Ridge was glad to help, for everyone else would have been sadden to do it on their own. He saw Xephos standing on a hill, oddly alone. Just as he got his arrow ready, he heard Xephos muttering. He wonder if it was a plan...however...something was off. He saw Xephos fall onto his knees, and lightly sang a song...it was strange in his option.
Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free--I'm
Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
He saw Xephos turn around, one eye blue, the other eye red. He wasn't all gone...Ridge dropped his arrow in shock. Was he fighting his taint?
To tell me who I am,
SKY ARMY BEGINS: EPILOGUE "Although the Slayer's journey is over doesn't mean ours is. Through our great cooperation, we built the ground base to keep a closer eye on the squids. The Squid Slayer will return to the place she was built; in the first base - underground. It will take a long time for the squids to rebuild their army. It could be months; even years before the war starts again. But when that day comes, the fighters will be ready. We will train, we will fight, we will practice until our skills are needed once again. And I am certain that one day they will be.
"But for now, there is peace. Take advantage of this - all of you. Go home to your families and your friends. This will be the last time I address all over you all for a long time, recruits. I wish you all well. My name's Sky, and I will see you later, Recruits." Sky started to leave to front of the Great Hall.
"That's it?!" One of the recruits shouted.
Sky smiled at the r
The Curse of Herobrine chapter 5"What are you doing here Herobrine?" Antvenom growled as he drew his sword and it's diamond blade glinted in the sunlight.
Herobrine laughed coldly and many people covered their ears "Can't I just see my children?"
Captainsparklez's eyes flashed and Skyler spat "You've never wanted to see us before so answer truthfully, why are you here?"
Herobrine's glowing eyes flashed "Trust me, there shall be three but the Sky will fall."
Skyler narrowed her eyes behind her sunglasses and Sky went stiff as Herobrine flashed a smile. Captainsparklez grabbed his Jerry sword from it's sheath and he held it up to face Herobrine if his father came one step closer. Skyler noticed locals were covering their ears if Herobrine's voice was a dog whistle.
Herobrine said warmly "You know you three could always come with me and you'd be safe."
Captainsparklez snarled "We'd never come with you."
Herobrine sighed "Have it your way then."
Suddenly there was a clang as a diamond sword hit the ground. Captainsparkle
A Very Crafty Christmas"There!"
Sky put the gleaming star on the top of the tree, complementing the rest of the decorated house. He had put golden nuggets on the tree, which shined brightly, as well as LED lights and garland of vivid colors.
The door bell rang right after he closed the box of ornaments, "Come in!" He yelled, and the doorknob turned, opening the door. Dawn held a rectangle box in her hand, Ty was carrying three presents, which blocked his face, and Jason brought a transformable karaoke machine, as well as his portable turn tables.
"Merry Christmas, you guys!" The commander greeted the three, hugging all of them after they put their things down. "You too, and thanks for having us over." Ty said, shaking his hand and pulling Sky in for a quick hug. "No problem! It is the happiest time time of the year, why not spend it with friends?"
Dawn put her box on the coffee table in the middle of the living room and Jason set up the two machines, and made sure that both of them worked.
Soon after, multip
Twelve Moments In The Dead Of Summer1. The sunlight glistens on her wet skin as she's walking towards the beach. He has never seen anything so beautiful in his life and even if the words seem to dry up in his throat, he knows what he is going to do next.
2. It hasn't rained for months now so it only takes a small spark from the cigarette to set the undergrowth on fire. On the first sign of fire they panic and run, never to look back but to remember years later, in nightmares, the crazy old man who lived in the shack nearby and was never seen since.
3. They lay together on the grass, watching the sun slowly go down behind the treeline. He takes her hand, old, wrinkled and frail into his, and whispers: "I would give up everything I have for one more summer like this". She responds: "Darling, you already did that years ago". They burst into giggles, just like the one he was supposed to take her dancing for the first time and got lost on the way, and it seems that all these years haven't changed anything at all.
4. The thorn
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