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Old 10-23-2012, 10:33 PM

Good question. I think I might have gotten slightly carried away.

Welcome Poet to my Glade of Legacy. Eternal twilight with fauns playing lively music, sprites dancing amongst the guests around the large bonfire, and faeries gracing the dining area where tables full of food are bound to draw your attention eventually. The woods surrounding this glade are magical with small points of light floating about, giving you the tell tell sign of pixies. The centuars are further in the dark star gazing if you wish to join them. If you need anything, I'm laying in my hammock with my flute, playing a soft lullaby. Welcome to my glade!

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Old 10-23-2012, 10:54 PM

Wait, the fight was real? I thought it was pictures with smoke over the fire, telling the story of two very silly Menewshans.....

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By the by, I have another reaction for your written clips :)

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The man continued his search for girl who had intruded his house the night before. No luck in the marketplace. She was no where to be found. How could he have missed another with talents similar to his. At the least, he should have been able to sense her. Lately he had been preoccupied. His attention on the trades and economy. If he had only paid more attention to the people in his life, he wouldn't have missed the fact that the new maid wasn't a maid at all.

Across town, a young girl carefully walked across the street. He wouldn't come here, for in all her observations of the man, this wasn't a part of town he had ever visited. Leaving the library for another of her sanctuaries, she opened the door to the church and entered inside. Quietly walking towards the front where she could pose in prayer without suspicion, she waited for her contact to find her. The bag of jewels around her waist heavy from guilt.
That had to be her, kneeling in front of the altar with her head lowered. Praying for her sins, no doubt, she thought with disgust. None of them had chosen this occupation but they had all accepted it without complaint. Clutching the tiny purse filled gold coins in her hand, she made her way toward the young thief, slipping up behind her silently. The gold wasn’t her reward but maybe the kid would get wise and start tasting the fruits of her labor. Leaning down to her ear, the woman whispered sneeringly, “Praying for your sins, my dear?” Laughing quietly she moved to kneel beside her, keeping up appearances so no one would be suspicious, though few asked questions in this part of the city. “Did you get them?”

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Old 10-23-2012, 11:59 PM

That is a very good response. Awesome job dear :)

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Old 10-24-2012, 01:41 AM

Thank you ^_^ I'm glad you liked it!

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Old 10-24-2012, 05:46 AM

Did I miss something? o.o *blinks*

*sits down and munches on sweets*

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Old 10-24-2012, 06:33 AM

I couldn't help myself Here's another one:

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Not looking up or even glancing sideways, she continued her apparent prayers. The slightest nod of her head confirmed that she had them. Inside though, betrayal was drowning her. The master of the household she had infiltrated and eventually robbed had been one of the rare men that could be labeled as decent in this world. She wished she had stayed and not just played the part of maid. Her long brown clock concealed the maid outfit she still wore. The soft, but starched, black and white cloth comforting to her skin before now felt like chains. It had been her job. It was what she was good at. Her talent was good for little else. So why did she feel like she had committed treason?

Outside and out of the poverty zone, the man of her thoughts ambled along. He was wistfully wishing there was a way to prove that those with Talent had another option in life. They didn't need to hide for fear of being outcasted. Their abilities could be used for good. Almost to prove his point, he paused outside an alley and glanced down it.

A girl youngling was struggling as an older man tried to drag her further into darkness. Stopping crime instead of being crime was such a position in society. He turned and stepped into the shadows of the alley, walking swiftly but with the sound of silence. Unseen by even those who might have been looking for him, he simply walked through the shadows until he reached the whimpering child and callous thug.

With a few well-placed kicks and punches, he dislocated vertebra leaving the man paralyzed in a heap. The child struggled free from the lifeless grasp and ran. He didn't pause for her to turn around to search for her rescuer. He leaped into the air. Pausing briefly in that momentary hover, he surveyed around for witnesses. None. Returning to earth, he landed on the rooftop and casually strolled away.
She stared open mouthed at the man walking along the rooftop above her. Another with talent who performed used his talent in public? She had watched the short fight from the shadows, not daring to breathe for fear they would find her. As the evil man had begun pulling the innocent toward her hiding place, the stranger had jumped in and saved them both. She had wanted to help the young one but was too afraid that the attacker would see her and report her. Even now his eyes were open and seeing but he could not move, his victim long gone. She looked to the rooftop again where the rescuer had leapt and he was nowhere in sight. Well, no reason to stay here, she thought to herself. The man might not be permanently still and even though he couldn’t see her, she was still afraid. Becoming one with the shadows, she crept out of the alley and back towards home. It was inappropriate for one of her class to be outside the family’s courtyard unescorted. No one could see her unless she desired or if they had select Talent. Nevertheless, it only took one person and people might begin to ask questions…

The old woman held out her hand and the jewels came to her. They sparkled in the light emanating from the candelabras around them. “Good,” she purred, a hungry glint in her eye. Their employer would be pleased indeed! His reward may increase when he saw the purity in these perfect, priceless jewels. Well, almost priceless. Twirling her wrist and motioning to her satchel, they floated inside. Three gold coins took their place and hovered in front of the maiden’s face. “Would you like a taste?” She smirked, already knowing the answer.


@Poet I'm responding to maiden's post in one of her stories. She likes to have reactions to her different musings she has to inspirations: Written Clips

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#632
Old 10-24-2012, 06:37 AM

Ooh... I'm sorta worn out from reading right now... my partner like to roleplay and write stories @[email protected]

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Old 10-24-2012, 06:40 AM

Lol I understand that feeling! I am in a writing frenzy so I'm taking advantage! I only gave you the link incase you were curious :)

*sneaks another cookie*

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I like your avi by the way :)

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Old 10-24-2012, 06:58 AM

Thanks... I was hungry and this guy and his girlfriend were the perfect snack. I'm saving her for last but he is delicious

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#635
Old 10-24-2012, 08:17 AM

men usually are ;)

nice one Superstition... kinda out of ideas along that line for now...

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Old 10-24-2012, 05:58 PM

Lol I wasn't going to write one but the ideas were just flowing out of me last night! Really wish that would happen in the morning or afternoon rather than 1am :P

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#637
Old 10-24-2012, 10:08 PM

*blinks at maiden* huh?

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#638
Old 10-24-2012, 10:25 PM

men usually taste good... and... the stuff we were writing that she was quoting.... I'm out of ideas lol.

Okay so new day, for me at least, what is everyone up to?

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Old 10-24-2012, 10:50 PM

How do they taste good? *nibbles fingers* Ow! o.o People don't taste good...

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Old 10-24-2012, 11:07 PM

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Thanks... I was hungry and this guy and his girlfriend were the perfect snack. I'm saving her for last but he is delicious
you went into denial ;)

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Old 10-24-2012, 11:07 PM

*confused* Umm I'm lost...

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Old 10-24-2012, 11:09 PM

*shakes head*

well I am off to teach a class, later

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Old 10-24-2012, 11:17 PM

You teach? What kind of class?

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Old 10-25-2012, 01:41 AM

I'm overseas in South Korea teaching English... I have three classes in the international program where the students have good grades and speak decent English... then I have the conversation classes where students don't speak good english, most of them don't want to, and I have no textbooks or curriculum.

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Old 10-25-2012, 02:17 AM

That last one sounds pretty difficult...

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Old 10-25-2012, 02:31 AM

yeah... I got a degree in history education because I love history... some of these classes are enough to make me want to give up teaching. I'm too nice to handle the rowdier kids.

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Old 10-25-2012, 03:16 AM

Yeah I could never survive teaching... I'm far too passive...

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Old 10-25-2012, 04:00 AM

It is a challenge for sure. Discipline will forever be my weak point.

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Old 10-25-2012, 04:13 AM

That is one of my dad's weaker points too Maiden.

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Old 10-25-2012, 04:29 AM

So that is why you turned out the way you did!

 


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