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Post by 0003--Mike on Jun 6, 2013 15:58:15 GMT -5
I posted this elsewhere, but here it is again PS Saia T'l'nok is the name I'd given to 0003
The Night’s Magic – [0003//Saia]
‘Wehere t’lok dhu toher’ The night comes fast The magic fills the air ‘Toho gjo k’nor akyamara’ Life rises from the land As beauty flies near and far, ah The land opens the way for Saia To see; ‘Posor tohta foiret,’ Whispered against the wind, And the animals scurry far away.
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Post by Mossi on Jun 6, 2013 15:59:38 GMT -5
Still literally the prettiest thing ever!
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Post by 0003--Mike on Jun 6, 2013 16:02:57 GMT -5
aw asdf afd THANK YOUuu ★~(◠ω◕✿)
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Post by 0003--Mike on Jun 6, 2013 20:32:07 GMT -5
Here's the beginning of my story for the fanbook! Deserted Danger. 0003 walked along the vast desert waiting to find civilization again. What was wrong? Why was her magic unable to get the job done for her? Was something blocking it? What brought her in the middle of the desert in the first place? She walked on looking for answers in the light brown of the ground and dark blue of the night sky. The moons position showing her which direction to go. She chose north. The scenery wouldn’t have adjusted in either direction. As far as she could see, there were dunes of sand from two feet to two hundred feet high. She decided to stay as far away from the tall ones as she could. The stars shone vividly in the sky. At least she was with her favorite, most calming scene while stranded in the desert and her thoughts. It wasn’t long after walking that she was passed by a herd of small 0056 running and jumping around each other with squeaks of glee and joy that she saw a hill. This hill was much different than the ones of sand she’d walked past for the past hour. This one had grasses and flowers of all sorts. She watches breathlessly as a couple of 0095 fly above her head. Tired, she sits against the soft grass, pulling her greased and sweaty hair away from her face. Her cloak fell more and more heavily on her shoulders; “Ughh,” she sighs, “What is going on. “Where am I?!” “Exactly where you need to be,” A voice responds from the mountaintop. “Who’s there?” 0003 demanded of the disembodied voice. “Why, 0003,” the voice went on, “you don’t recognize my voice?” A cackle echoed across the vast emptiness, and seemed to cause the grass around 0003 sway back and forth. “Wait,” she started with a gasp, “is it-” “Yes,” the voice interrupted, “it is.” And a mist of smoke spun around itself in the vicinity of 0003, giving her a start. The mist spun and tumbled on itself before becoming an ethereal form. ...
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Post by 0003--Mike on Jun 6, 2013 21:25:36 GMT -5
Edit: sorry I felt it best for teasing purposes that I leave the rest a mystery until the book happens. But if anybody REALLY needs to know i suppose I could show them. But I know some people like a surprise.
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