A Halloween Egg Hunt
by Miss Mouse
The Autumn wind came down the rocky slopes of Sunrise Mountains, bringing the clean scent of cold air from higher up. The season was a particularly cold one, snow having already fallen once in the woods, and the mountains still dressed in white far below their barren peaks.
As she hiked, Beatrix paused for a moment to look back and see the forest of her home stretching out behind her to the mountains in the distance, bracing her green, pointed hat with her hand to keep it from blowing away. She was not homesick, for she had only been gone for one night and would be back before long, but she enjoyed the view from on high and how small it made everything seem.
Thoughts of home in her heart, she wrapped her cloak tighter around her shoulders and turned back to the path ahead, her staff beating a rhythmic pattern as she climbed.
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by Himitsu Dragon
Chp.1 “How it started”
Jen parked her car across the street to a tag sale, looking it over closely. Jen always loved tag sales, all the cute and wonderful items that she could find. So many little trinkets she’s collected from her past, reminding her of so many wonderful memories of her childhood. Questioning herself again, “Just because I look younger then I really am, doesn’t mean I have to keep stopping at these tag sales to buy more toys…” trying to figure out if the way she looked made her act childish, or cause mentally she was immature. Sitting in the car for a while, trying to decide if she should just leave or not, she reached for the car keys in the ignition.
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“Hmmm… what could it mean…”
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Ash Ketchum rubbed his chin and frowned at the mystical glyphs. His eyes returned to the modified pokédex screen, where they remained equally confused by the pictures they saw. A dozen eyes stared up at him, each ringed or framed by thick dark lines. One sat in the centre of circle, another had two perfectly even lines extending from it, one up, one down. Others were more complex arrangements of lines, corners and points connected by crossbeams.
The mysterious pokémon proved an enigma to this day, one that Ash was determined to solve. It might even be his life’s dream. Especially after giving away half of his pokémon by accident and then losing in the qualifying rounds of the pokémon league. A hasty reshuffling of dreams and ambitions had lead him back to Johto where the mystery of the Unown was waiting for a sharp young mind like his to slice through the Gordian Knot…
“Isn’t it an O?” Misty asked.
His partner pointed at the first Unown on his screen.
Pikachu squeaked in agreement.
Of Wants and Witches
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Lorelei awoke with the sun in her eyes and immediately regretted doing so. Her head was full of cotton. Her belly was full of syrup. The taste in her mouth was sour and unpleasant.
“Ah-ehh.” Unwisely, she stood, wobbling. The resulting wave of nausea was abrupt and crippling. She collapsed like a marionette handled by an incompetent puppeteer. She remained for a few moments in the position of her fall, hoping that her body would recuperate of its own accord.
Her ceremonial headdress, with its chromatic feathers and its single, jutting horn, sat lopsided on her head. Odd; why would she had been wearing it prior to the –
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Aria: In the Lion’s Den (part 2)
by Miss Mouse
Erazar the Mad paced about his lair, one paw holding his cane and the other gripping his gnarled bone pipe. The lion-headed Rakshasa puffed away, pleased with himself. Everything was coming together nicely: he had the half-elf girl in his possession and Beryl knew that. She would be along shortly, rushing headlong into his trap.
In the meantime, he had a little show to watch: the half-elf (what was her name? Arlen? Arbor? It didn’t matter, honestly) was suspended from the ceiling of the chamber, chains running from her wrists and ankles to the ceiling and walls.
She was completely naked, and not just for humiliation this time (though, that was a plus). The girl was pregnant, her small, thin body swollen greatly by the child in her womb. Erazar thought she looked just about to burst and as delicious as that thought was, he had something else in mind.
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Aria: In the Mountains (part 1)
by Miss Mouse
Aria Silversong awoke at the moment of sunrise, the light just peaking over the horizon and streaming into the open windows of her home. It was a beautiful, warm summer morning in the Forrell Mountains, the eastern wind rising up from the plains and bringing with it the smell of flowers growing wild.
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