I met a girl today. Her name was Lilian Voss ( Read more... )

Earthquakes, huh?

Guess it's starting. Better prepare for the worst.

Knew peace wouldn't last long

You know something's gone horribly wrong in the world when people actually WANT to fight the big scary metal-clad dead man with the soul-stealing axe.

Kids these days. Honestly.

I've had a lot of free time lately. Time to spend with Labrae and Beth, and Ayan too. Sometimes I go out and sit on my bench and visit my squirrels, feed them and such, and sometimes I get a visit from Mae, which is usually a pleasant enough experience. But mostly, I've had a lot of time to think ( Read more... )

Busy days, busy weeks. Too many errands, too many... chilling dreams. If it weren't for Labrae, I'd have probably given up all hope for a peaceful existence.

Even so, such a thing always seems just out of reach.

I'm not sure if i should be afraid or not. After all these years, this familiar sense of incoming disaster has started to... grow on me. I ( Read more... )

"Are you sure he's fit to fly?"

The armored man ducked a swipe from the bone drake's tail, stepping back a ways to avoid any further retaliation. The drake's handler sighed, pulling on the reigns to calm the beast. "Yes, SHE is. And SHE doesn't like being disrespected. You'd do well to watch what you say."

The man scoffed at the warning but accepted ( Read more... )

"Okay, Champions. You know the rules." The young human breathed into his cupped hands, trying to build heat against Icecrown's chill. "Lances only, or a lance and shield if you prefer. The combat is over when one or both combatants are removed from their mounts..." The wave of a gauntlet cut off the memorized droning of the rules. He immediately ( Read more... )

"Is it truly righteousness that drives you?"

The words rang in his head as he trudged through the snow. Icecrown's snowfall pelted his armor, freezing to the cold plates, but still he forged on. The cold did not bother him, for his mind was far from this dreaded place. Was it really righteousness that guided him in that final hour? Did he strike out ( Read more... )

He's brutal. Relentless. Thorough. Those of us he doesn't kill, jump off the edges of the throne to avoid his wrath. He's torn us apart... I don't know how many times.

Even though we're steadily lasting longer and longer, I don't feel him getting any closer to real defeat.

Is his power really limitless?

It was a nice day, all things considered. A warm, clear day. The sky was a pleasant blue, almost devoid of clouds. Were it not for the earthquake, one could say it was a perfect day for relaxing. Unfortunately for Zanik, who decided to spend this afternoon doing just that, it was awfully hard to ignore the tremor ( Read more... )