Life is brief.
Fall in love, maidens,
before the crimson bloom
fades from your lips,
before the tides of passion
cool within you,
for those of you
who know no tomorrow.
My earliest memory is listening to my mother sing this song. My mother was a woman who was not beautiful except for when she sang, so she was always singing. I remember sitting at our kitchen table drawing childish pictures, enjoying her sweet soprano thrum through the walls of the house, glass shaking in the cabinet doors with her powerful vibrato.
I remember hating this song.
She always laughed when I told her. “I used to hate it too,” she said, which was real
It starts when the man with a thousand bodies takes her from the tournament grounds, takes her from Micah, takes her from safety, and vaults her up so high into the sky that the Fae princess is afraid. She fights at first – fights, screams, kicks, and maybe she cries. But as warm tears course down her cheeks and Roo’s rough hands wipe them away, concern and care gleaming from eyes that are not his own, Souri realizes some things she’s never wanted to know.
One, that this man smells really good for a murderer on the run, how is that even possible
The world is beautiful. It’s a ridiculous observation to make at any poi
“I'm sorry! How many times do I have to tell you?” Micah asked, cringing as he dodged yet another object flung by Jei Dun.
“You called me BIRD BOY, Micah! The hell's with that? You know...” Jei's shouting quieted down suddenly for a brief moment as the words caught in his throat. His arm fell, as did the look on his face. “...Micah, you know how much it hurts when people make fun of me because of that.”
Yes, Micah knew. And he felt terrible about it. “Look, I already said I was sorry... What more can I do?” He couldn't take back the words, that was for sure.
The look that suddenly cam
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
It's a question Welknan schoolteachers ask their students every year, from the day the children enter school to the day the young adults leave. Answers are carefully catalogued and presented to the students at their graduation ceremony in a beautifully decorated scrapbook made by the teacher of each student, added to each year, growing with the child.
It's arguably a silly tradition, and perhaps even morbid to remind the adults of failed childhood dreams, but it's meant to inspire and the children love it, and it's something to do anyway.
Some kids stick to plain, safe answers- tailor, constructio
Contrary to popular belief, Kain was not an alcoholic. Indeed, it surprised most people that the redhead with anger management issues who carried around a huge hammer he called Thor did not, in fact, drink at all.
Except on one day.
The day of love, the day of romance. The day when shuffling boys presented flowers and candy to their girlfriends and crushes with eyes lowered to their shoes, and so missed the pleased blushes. The day when failing small businesses were galvanized by lovers desperate to fulfill tradition to prove their feelings.
Frankly, it gave Kain a strong feeling of nausea.
Most Valentine's Days found Kain in a bar, a dri
Hollow Hearts
Part II
They called it the Hollow Hearts Festival.
Every year in the last week of May, the citizens of Sin City would festoon their homes and storefronts with hearts of varying size, shape, and color. From the tiny images painted on café windows to the massive ornaments that hung from the mayor's mansion, the sprawling city was decorated every year without fail. Even the sprawling trees were adorned with lights, which shone through the leaves to give them new colors.
On the night before the final day of festivities, tiny boxes in the shape of hearts were hidden around the city. An official committee was app
~Eighth Birthday~
Her reflection in the mirror was flawless. A surprisingly devious smile pulled at the eight-year-old princess' lips as she arranged the sparkling red bows on her desk. They glittered in the sunlight as Souri Ada Lodette surveyed them proudly. Her cousin Jei Dun Ha'rii was just as eager to create mischief as she was. He was a bit older, but if anything, it only made the motivation to get into trouble stronger.
"Hey," the blonde said quietly as he peeked outside of the door. "He's coming!"
Souri grabbed the bows and hid them behind her back. She had decided quite some time before the day of her birthday that she wanted t