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Yula Priserim -On The Troubles Of Foresight-Foresight is a tricky thing.
Perhaps you can see a vision of what may happen, what you think will happen.
But then you need to figure out how it will happen.
I feel that requires more thought.
And if if it's a vision you want to prevent, then it gets even more tricky:
How exactly do you prevent what you foresaw?
What if acting on the vision will end up causing it?
Maybe ignoring it will actually prevent the troubling outcome instead?
But I know how tempting it is do something that bothers you.
So I guess foresight is just one tool out of a whole set.
Or maybe it's like a map?
It shows you what's there, but you still need to figure out how to reach the destination you want.
Fortunately, I'm interested in figuring things out. It can be fun at times.
But it makes me anxious when I actually need to figure something out if failing to do so will lead to terrible consequences.
It's even worse when the best answer forces me to do something I'll feel bad for acting on...
I Am NotNothing ever belonged to me.
Not my innocence,
Not my guilt,
Not my hopes,
Not my dreams,
Not my kindness,
Not my wrath,
Not my actons,
Not my words,
Not my pleasure,
Not my pain,
Not my beliefs,
Not my doubts,
Not my thoughts,
Not my feelings,
Not even my existence.
I am what I am.
But to all who beheld me, I am not.
A Warlord's LegendHistory spoke of an era when a great warlord fought to achieve a glorious revolution.
Many saw the warlord as someone different and atypical, some even believed the warlord to be inhuman,
It was the inevitable shunning of this inhuman quality that lead the warlord to pursuing an ambition driven by wrath and vengeance. Yet, it was this very quality that would draw loyal followers to the warlord, which quickly gave birth to a very steadfast legion.
The gathered army of spurned souls grew until could match the military might of a nation. Their confidence and rage sought to overcome a world they deemed mad and rotted by corruption.
And thus they rampaged throughout the land, wrecking or seizing everything in their path.
Everyone to them was either friend or foe. And without anyone in between, even those that could not defend themselves, all that they saw as foes were dealt withF extreme prejudice. For the sake of their justice and ideals, they declared the world would be their's, and o
TGB: Hot and Cold - Damon and Lully~ (Lime)Green > Fire Tribe | Character: Damon | Area: The Rolling Bridge | Season: Spring ~
Clouds rolling above, as the hint of light winds brought warmth from the south part of Nandryx. Evening sky still a bright blue, but the sun was setting over at the east part of Nandryx, where Fire Tribe thrives at. Bright sun setting just barely behind the distant volcanoes of Fire Tribe territory, and clouds that aren't promising rain for at least a couple of days or more. Sky blue, but slightly hinting the beautiful orange of dusk and with the moon and stars slowly coming out as the sun went down. Such beauty at this time of day, and the time whom a certain Green-Fire is most active. Ebony and white pelt walked the grassy terrains with flowers dotting the areas around him, simple ice blue eyes kept an eye on the river being slightly cautious of the rapid waters. Can this Fire Triber swim
DOW: Will you forgive me?(Hello reader c: This story is based off of an actual rp, this may result in continuous switch between characters ect. and horrible story layout XD
some of the roleplay also isn't here. these are somewhat direct quotes. If you want the actual rp, just ask♥)
Snaketail's ears were flattened against his skull, staring in through the nursery entrance. He'd meant to talk to the queen soon, after what he'd done she deserved an apology. She was like family to him. He loved her."ok.." he tried to move forward, yet his paws wouldn't budge. "one... Two..." He took in a deep breathe and went inside the shadowy cave. "Shadeblossom.."
The queen was still cowering in the same corner she lay in. She was lucky her kits dragged her food to ensure that she would eat. She shivered when she heard her name, catching onto who it was. She stayed silent, deciding not to respond to the tom. She just kept her dull gaze to the same corner of the den.
The tom looked towards his paws, every time he looked at
The Star Eater Ball(Contains Vore! THAT'S A WARNIN')
The Colosseum of Rome.
It needed no introduction.
Empress Genevieve, the Star Eater. The golden skinned devourer of billions, and queen of all the cosmos; whether they acknowledged her rule or not. Officially recognised across the galaxy as the most beautiful being in all existence (decided by a beauty pageant she herself hosted). To call her a physical goddess would be to insult her greatness.
She of course needed no introduction either.
But outside of being completely unworthy of housing her glorious majesty, how was the Colosseum currently relevant to the Empress?
Simply, she was bestowing immeasurable honour onto the memory of the Roman Empire by using the building as the location for her first annual Earthling Star Eater Ball.
Genevieve, in all her glory, strode through the crowd as if just another guest. Another guest who towered over all others by almost twice their height. It was uncommon to see her with a flat stomach; this was no exception, a
DotW RP: Gabi's Important Messagetisea:
The morning was early, the sun having just made it's ascent into the sky to cast a pinkish glow across the Chandor pack lands. Gabitrix had been up before that. She just couldn't sleep, no matter what she tried to do. His face was there every time she closed her eyes, that one eye just staring, taunting. She had been trying to catch her alpha for days but neither wolf was ever in the right place at the right time. Due to her not being able to sleep, Gabi' had gathered herself from her resting place outside the main den and moved right outside the den itself to wait. She figured this way she would catch Lyn and finally be able to give her 'warning'. Then perhaps she'd be able to finally sleep.
Gabi' waits patiently, eyes cast off into a different direction. She'd been there for a few hours, but she didn't mind. It was too early to do much of anything else. A hot wind had begun to blow, ruffling her thick fur and bringing new and interesting scents across her nose. None seeme
Random sneezy snippet. "Heh... hah... He'TCHOO!"
Nikolas sniffled, pressing a worn handkerchief to his reddened nose. He trudged along behind Rowan, trying not to trip over any tree roots or mossy rocks. He ducked a branch and sniffed again.
Rowan sighed. "I told you we shouldn't have pressed on. If we'd stayed at the village you could have healed up in comfort."
Nik shrugged and pocketed the kerchief. "We'll make better time this way. Loki said there'd been some trouble at Moonflower's, what with the werewolves roaming about and such. I know your brother can handle himself, but I'm worried about Fen. He's been unable to fight for so long, I don't know how well he could hold his own against mon - heh... sters." He looked for a moment as if he might sneeze again, but then his face become smooth again.
Rowan reached back to help him over a moss-covered boulder. He grabbed her hand, and-
She quietly r
Trouble Brewing New age 757, Autumn, The Needle, Glenmore
Aerion and Skoll
The wind was at Aerion’s back and he knew it would most likely give him away to the stag in question. There was always a chance that it wasn’t an intruding Blackwood but Aerion rarely had cause for hope. He had specifically told Ethyllya to hide so that he could deal with this troublesome buck without worrying about her safety at the same time. She was a lovely doe and perhaps if all went well he might try to get to know her down the road a little. Aerion’s head snapped to attention as he saw the shadow of a buck closer but still weaving in and out of the foliage enough so he couldn’t get a good look at it.
Aerion couldn’t deny that there was a small part of him that would enjoy a small squabble; it would be his first of the season and he was ready for it. He had been on royalty duty for almost the entire Spring and Summer and his body
The Razor's EdgeSparkanine as RAZOR
WynBird as IRA
Ira's teeth snapped around the elk's throat, snapping its neck in one clean motion. The calf's scream cut off sharply as it collapsed to the ground. Ira dropped it, drawing in its warm scent and licking her chops in satisfaction. The young creature's mother hovered a few meters away, bleating plaintively. Ira turned her eyes to it. "The pack will remember your sacrifice, mother." She stated tonelessly, though she doubted the creature could understand her.
Looking back to her kill, the stark-white female lifted the elk and began the long walk back to Havir's den. She'd been trailing the elk for the better part of the day, and was eager to return with her prize.
Razor had ventured into a land he hadn't been before. His large grey scale body was carrying him across the lands though, his nose following a scent that was all to vaguely remember- the smell of sea water. It had been a long time since he had the pleas
Careful Aerion...Early Winter, Year 758 of the New Age
Featuring Guard Aerion and Scarlet
Winter had made its first moves into Glenmore. Show had filled the air the last few days, yet the land was far from suffocating. Only a thin, fine layer covered the grass and the resting ground for the Great Oak had gotten an almost peaceful appearance. The graceful figure of the oak was still missing and the herd was still in grief and despair, but life was going on. Bodies were healing, but souls needed more time.
Coldness had made a far larger impact though, leaving the air chill in the day and very cold in the night. No one seemed to freeze yet though, for they held together. The winter forced them into each others company and comfort, which actually might even help them heal. Who knew; maybe the winter would be their saviour?
The red doe had spent hours of each day helping Midget and Iso. The tiny doe had worked herself past what she could many times, leaving it up to Scarlet
Love Confession of A Budding Sage"I'll be honest;
I still don't believe in any powerful miracle of romantic love
And I refuse to make any promises I cannot keep.
So I will not promise you the world and everything you ever desired,
But I will promise you that I'll do everything in my power to take care of you and provide you with what you need.
If you will still have me, then know this is how I shall express my love."
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