Rumpelstiltskin - Chapter Three (part two)Over the next few weeks, Rose and Rumpelstiltskin ate meals near the stream together, explored the woods together, and walked back to Rose’s house together. Every day, Rose followed the trail of bread crumbs back to the stream, and both talked about anything except each other’s’ pasts.Rumpelstiltskin - Chapter Three (part two) by Narryaque
One day, as the sun set, Rose rested her head against her new friend’s shoulder and said suddenly, “I won’t be living in the woods anymore.”
Rumpelstiltskin frowned. “Where will you go?”
She raised her head and looked at him. “Somewhere that bread crumbs cannot follow.” She frowned at him and waited for his reply.
He studied her eyes. “Well…I wish you the very best.”
She hesitated, but then smiled; or seemed to. “And I wish you the very best.”
“You’re lying,” he said. “You can’t fake a smile; not with your pretty face.”
She looked down and laughed. “You always know whe
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The Last Spinning Wheel
Rumpelstiltskin made his way to a neighboring kingdom, but kept a low profile as he wandered in the woods, just on the edge of the city. He sat down on a wooden log, near a small stream, and opened the bag of food and items he had brought with him. He dug for an apple and glanced around at the trees and bushes that surrounded him. He listened to the running water and chirping birds. The sun was beginning to set at last. As he found an apple and bit into it, he glanced back in the direction from whence he came.
His thoughts went back to the queen. He pitied her more than anything. She could have done better than a greedy king. The kingdom deserved a better heir than—
Well, too late for that now. It’s in the past. Let it go.
Rumpelstiltskin turned back toward the stream and bit into his apple again.
He then heard a twig snap, and he whirled around just in time to see an arm reaching into the bag at his side. His hand flew and caught the arm j
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The morning sun rose; however, the snow clouds still covered the sky of Rue Pass, so the only sunlight came from inside the window of Unicorn’s room.
He and Pegasus knelt on the floor with a charm puzzle. This charm was called Sunlight Shapes. The shapes shone brilliantly like the sunlight itself, and their rays were just as strong, though never harmed the eyes of the charmer.
Unicorn moved a shape into formation with a square. “Check,” he said with a slight smile. When the shapes touched, there sounded a sustained harp-like hum in the air.
Pegasus hummed with the note, and then moved a triangle into the square. This changed the note, and then song ended. “Checkmate.”
Unicorn sighed. “It’s still early.”
Something slapped the threshold at Unicorn’s door. Both mages looked up and found Pix panting for breath. “Outside somewhere,” she panted. “The princess.”
Pegasus stood up while Uni
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The people of Maiestas swung open their doors at the word. When they looked up toward the mountain pass and saw the mages approach, they ran barefoot through the snow and danced in the square. “Mages!”
Camur peered out the window of Ebon’s library. He saw the mages and fixed his dark eyes on Phoenix. His voice was a murmur: “There you are.”
Camur staggered back and caught his footing with his cane. A young woman had flung herself past the window and had screamed the word. Camur held his chest and wheezed in surprise. “Why do they rejoice?” He looked to Ebon.
Ebon offered a weak shrug. “There haven’t been mages in Rue Pass for ages.”
Camur lifted a brow. “And what are you?”
Ebon shifted his footing, suddenly uncomfortable. “A traditional under class,” he said.
Camur snickered. “No wonder they praise upper mages.” He looked back out the win
DA picture memeBecause boredom...DA picture meme by TheSilverBells
1) Answer the questions below
2) Take each answer and type it into dA search box
3) Take a deviation from the first page of results and post thumb or link
4) You can't copy the persons answers who posted this before you.
5) You can add/make new questions.
1. The age you will be on your next birthday:
- 20 (ohgeezwow)
2. A place you'd like to travel:
3. Your favorite place:
- In an airplane
4. Your favorite object:
- That I own? My favorite stuffed animals.
5. Favorite food:
6. Your favorite animal:
- Deer, rabbits, horses, collies...
Narryaque: Pronounced, “nar-y-ock” [nair-ee-ock] rhymes with “marry lock.” Meaning from lost language: “Storyteller; to recall and tell i.e.: kiss and tell; raconteur; narrator.” Lost Language definition: “Word Sage.”|
~From my story, The Storyteller of Atrox Nox
I like to think of myself as magical. I'm crazy for top hats, I have a magician complex, and I write fantasy books (not published yet).
"If God gives you something you can do, why in God's name wouldn't you do it?" ~Stephen King