anarchy distilledshe wakes
She wakes in the night, the dark fur cloak wrapped round her subsiding to the forest floor as the sounds of the living night crack her consciousness apart. Images of the last few nights strike her mind like lightning, yet vanishing nearly immediately afterward, causing a shiver to run down her spine. Somewhere in the wilderness, there's a river, and as it tumbles over rocks and cliffs, it breaks the permanent silence of the forest with a rippling sound. She's utterly amazed how acutely her sense of hearing registers the sound, no matter how far it is.
It doesn't mean a thing, last night. It doesn't mean a thing, the blood on her knife, and the monster whose blood it is. It doesn't mean a thing what harm he could have caused her because he's dead
and she is safe. This was no man, it was a monster and he could have harmed others even after her. She defended herself, and those others. So he died.
She falls into the embrace of the forest around
SaorsaYou can't trick the children
of the revolution.
You cannot deny them
their birthright so dear.
You cannot revoke now
this promise of freedom
Or make us naive
Your empire's falling, and you
should admit it.
A million point six
are now waiting to LIVE.
Yeah, LIVE, that's right,
and not just survive life
and tolerate - barely -
what we get from you.
and a spirit so proud
We've no swords, and no guns,
but you'd better know:
the battle might be yours,
the war will be ours,
the only thing "great"
is your glorious fall.
LoveI don't even know how to put this.
Some people might think me stupid, or naive
Speaking to a construct more social than real.
It's like you're a drug, that strays me to actions
I would not consider, actions plainly surreal.
It's like you're a ghost that shields me from harm
And, with the lightest touch, you guide my arm.
I don't even know how to put this,
But your love, it fills me with such bliss.
Your love is vast, vast like the ocean,
Although often stormy, freezing and harsh.
Like a goddess, you summon endless devotion,
Requite all affections, return all your gifts.
And when I walk down the streets of this city,
Breathe this free air, and suffer nobody's pity
And when everything, from the birds to the worms
The land and the sky, the hills and the cairns
Speaks my language - that's when I know.
Lietuva, myliu tave.
Revolution RouletteIt was at the ruined city of Cír Delainn that she finally found us.
She had been lying in wait for us at the old fort of Dhennilan, which once marked the border between the lands of the Dhenniforghian and the Dwoyaran peoples; but we, like shadows, eluded her that night, and surged on westward to the banks of that mighty river, the Dwoyara. We hoped that its waters would grant us passage to the north, to Dwoyr and to Nornlihk, where we could find refuge in the minds of the many ill souls that dwell in those vast cities. We needed new bodies to make her lose our trail, new hosts, for she knew the identities we had assumed and she knew where our paths led. Regardless, when we reached Cír Delainn, we foolishly thought that we had evaded her. It was there in that ancient ruin on the Dwoyara's bank that we fed our bodies berries and mushrooms, and drank the water the river gave us. We thought that we could still yet escape. That we still had a chance.
It was then that the storm ca
BreatheI know little.
I own even less.
I am free like no one else.
There was a sort of sobriety among the trainees on that summer night; it had just rained, and there was that morning-like feeling of briskness and new life in the air, even though the sun had long disappeared beyond the hilly western horizon. Before the initiation, they said their prayers, the words seemingly much more somber and dark than ever before, in their secluded rooms with only Alyavarra the Mother-Goddess listening in. It was this morning that they left their past lives, and wasted names, and lost destinies behind, walking onward down a new path, a path they had drawn without doubt, with a cool certainty in their hearts and minds.
They all dressed in the plainest way they could, and Kara was no exception, putting on a tunic as black as the night sky. Her long raven hair she spun into a tight braid and she took out her earrings, tossing them absentm
LiesYou don't know, at all, what I am feeling.
And don't understand my outrage and fear.
There is no such truth I haven't yet stated
That you could believe in, do I not speak clear?
There is no deception, no lie, no more anger
That I will yet take from others than me.
I’m done scraping, bowing, pretending to listen
My truth and my fury are greater than fear.
At this point in time, I have no more terror
In my heart, which burns with a fire so strong.
I call out for things that I still believe in:
I call for our freedom, and justice, and love.
I do not believe in what you are saying.
Not one word. Not one word at all.
I only believe in you having bought it –
A lie, greater than even your fall.
Rock, Paper, ScissorsTypically, the Nindortharn pass in northern Thaesteria was anything but a quiet pass. Typically, every lovely morning, dozens of people trekked down this road by the river Algorich, making their way beyond the Valley of Nindor and on to the Thaesterian lowlands. This was a relatively notable trade artery that axed through the valley, nudging the only local major city of Nindorlach and pressing on northeastward into the wastelands. Merchants who sought to set up trade relations with the northerners and the orcs (although a common joke in the Nindor said there was really no difference) often took this path to avoid gnome country and the resultant cross-border taxation.
Tonight wasn’t quiet, yes, but it wasn’t typical, either. Lightning slashed the sky and the water of the river Algorich tumultuously whirled round and round – up, up and out of the actual riverbed. This resultant column of water then swung round, aiming for the head of an unfortunate individual not too fa
FreedomIt isn't in you, nor any like you
To freeze rivers in middle of spring.
It's destined for you, in fire so true
To perish and rise not anew.
No man on earth, no dictator meek
Can defeat a people in need
Of freedom! Of justice! I see now how weak
Is your challenge, your fear - we won't heed!
The tide will be turning, and all will yet change
No matter how many you bring
No matter the soldiers that march in to face us
We always, always shall win
For horrors, for fire baptizes our struggle
And anger is driving us all
For no lying bastard will take back our freedom
Our rage is the highest of walls
It isn't for you, not for any false hero
To betray and thieve and to lie
It isn't in you to close down our river
Of blood that shines golden and blue!
AnathainThere's only a single night in the Westlander year during which you might see elvenfolk drinking in public, and that would be Anathain, Midsummer's Eve, the Night of a Thousand Lights. Otherwise, it's sort of a national tradition, both among wood elves and western elves, the only two sorts of elf usually known to Westlanders, to hide your liquor from mankind, stash it somewhere dark, cold and frightful, and, if all else fails, make it invisible with magic and curses, only to visit your beloved bottle of brandy every Friday only to open it with more affection than you usually give a spouse. Of course, that's a stereotype, Riandh remarked mentally, as he downed another pint of ale. He personally knew many, many elves who loved drinking – be it in private or otherwise – himself among them. But on Anathain, on Anathain elvenkind and alcohol would gain an entirely new dimension to their relationship.
Oh, Anathain, beautiful jewel in the summer's crown. Every single celebra
A brand new feeling-Quick Caption
“Ugh this is embarrassing.” Steven said walking the red floors of the Lampton hotel.
He and his buddy, Cole, were on their way to the private hut tub they had rented out for the weekend. But they weren't in normal male swimming attire. They were wearing bikinis that hugged their bodies and outlined their male instruments in abnormal proportions. Steven wore a red bikini and Cole wore a green one.
“You didn't have to agree with this pal. No one forced you.” Cole explained.
Steven sighed. “Why do you guys do this again?”
“Because if feels...you'll see. Did you spray the stuff on you?” Cole asked.
“Yeah I did.”
Steven threw his head up in the air. “Yes Cole I did. I sprayed down every inch of my body yeesh.”
“Alright alright just wanted to make sure. It's the only way this works.”
The boys approached the outside exit and walked onto the
Anthro Fluttershy Costume TF/TG
You're trapped in a room with no exit. Row of costumes of fictional female air-dwellers surround the room. The only way to leave is to pick one and put it on.
Out of the corner of your eye, you notice some rather familiar-looking costumes. You see two bodysuits that greatly resemble Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy from one of your favorite shows, My Little Pony. Since Fluttershy was your favorite, you grab the one that looks like her.
As you grab it, you see all the other costumes disappear. "Looks like I'm committed..." you say to yourself. Upon closer inspection, you saw that the costume is an anthro one. You slip off your arms into the sleeves of the costume, and see that they fit perfectly into the costume's dainty arms and hands. You kick off your shoes and step into the costume's legs. Your feet seem to round out into hoof-like shapes, perfectly fitting into the costume's feet.
Your hips also seem to widen until you feel them brush against the fabric on the inside. You reach toward t
League of Legends Vore - Ahri's Grand Feast
This chapter takes place after chapter 2 – Battle 1, but is in a different timeline so it will not affect the current storyline. This is the story for the winner of my 10,000 page views contest.
“And this is where you four will stay for now” Ahri said showing Miss Fortune, Elise and Lux to their room on the second floor. Miss Fortune quickly lay down on the closest bed and rubbed her belly affectionately while the other two took beds on the other side of the room. “Are you one of the two servants joining our team Ahri?” Elise asked. “No, Sejuani, Irelia, Riven, Katarina, Sona and I will not be participating in this tournament as my four Mistresses still require our service” Ahri replied. “Do you know which two will join our team?” Lux asked now rubbing Miss Fortune’s belly. “I do not. I’m not even sure if they summoners have voted yet” Ahri said. “Well I’m going to have a shower. Are you sta
Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 1 You checked the calender above your bed, drawing a star on the 11th of September, Your birthday. Only a few days to go.
No school today because it was Labor day weekend.
Getting out of bed you went straight to the shower, then got dressed in a soft black tank top, (f/c) cardigan sweater and black skinny jeans. Heading downstairs and into the kitche you listened for your mother who would usually be in the kitchen cooking breakfast by now. But you heard nothing.
"Mom?" You called.
She was probably at her friend Celeste's house watching boring musicals from the 70's and drinking tea.
You sighed and opened the cabinet, pulling out a box of Lucky Charms.
Thats when you noticed the note on the refrigerator. You pulled if off and read:
HEY __________ I'M DOWN AT THE PARK WITH CELESTE. YOU TOOK TO LONG TO WAKE UP.
YOU CAN MEET US DOWN THERE IF YOU LIKE. DONT FORGET THE KEYS ON THE TABLE.
Swelling Curse-HaileyHailey had just arrived to her home, it had been a long day and she needed to relax. Yawning, she grabbed bottled water from the fridge and chugged it down in one breath. Sometimes, she wished that she had a car, it was a long walk from the café and she was sweating like crazy. And needed something cool to help her cool off. Thank god she kept lots of bottled water in the fridge, and a few frozen in the freezer. Taking a deep breath, Hailey had grabbed another bottle of water and walked to the couch and started to drink that as well.
She didn't bother to change out of her yellow t-shirt or her black shorts. It was just a beautiful day that she wanted to enjoy the great feel of the coolness against her skin
Yawning, Hailey grabbed a book and started to read, she was happy to finally catch up on her book, she had been meaning too but never had a chance too with work and trying to keep up with her friends. Sighing once more, Hailey just started to read her book.
After all, what could
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