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The inescapable invitation
By rubraboa ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The sunlight felt so comfortably warm in the cool autumn air. The summer birds were no longer fluttering around happily singing their songs of the season. Now it was the somber music of incoming winter by birds that did not migrate to sultry climates. Cool mornings now had a bite of cold—quickly melting into a satisfying warm day. Not too hot and not too cold—just right. The leaves had started to change as well, their green hues shifting into a dark red before cascading into orange and ye...
The Inescapable Invitation
By ghostaris ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Fleur unlocked the flower shop with the same care they gave to every small thing; the key turned once, bell lifted so it wouldn’t ring too sharply, a breath taken before pushing the door just so so the hinges wouldn’t squeal. They stepped inside to the collection of scents; wet soil, clean water, peppery marigold and the green smell of crushed stems. They fiddled with the window latch so it would sit just so and l...
The Yellow Messenger
By FeatheredKnight ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The chilly air clung to each breath as though the season itself wished to remind Crederia that autumn had firmly taken hold, the last hints of green clinging stubbornly to the higher branches as if refusing to yield to the inevitable change. Pockets of sunlight slipped through the canopy of leaves, their warmth fleeting and gone before Luce could even lift his head to savor it. Merchants in the market square called ou...
The Ashen Invitation
By FeatheredKnight ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
A sharp cold clung to the evening air, threading between the roots of the old maples and trailing wisps of mist across the forest floor. Shafts of late sunlight filtered through the thinning canopy, catching on crimson and gold leaves that swirled lazily in the breeze. The scent of damp earth and distant pines drifted beneath the branches, carrying with it the quiet promise of an approaching winter. Out here in the wilds of Lothain, the world seemed to hold its ...
Spirits on the Wind
By FeatheredKnight ・ 0 ・ 0
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Searching for a gift
By Lopdiemis ・ 0 ・ 0
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jammy dodger
By Faunawhimsy ・ 0 ・ 0
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Monster Hunting with Belmont
By killertuxkitty ・ 1 ・ 0
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Belmont's Ship, She's a Beaut
By killertuxkitty ・ 0 ・ 0
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Belmont's Jolly Roger
By killertuxkitty ・ 0 ・ 0
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Pit Stop [Rerun 1]
By Kaz_Doodles ・ 0 ・ 0
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She's a Beaut! [Rerun 1]
By Kaz_Doodles ・ 0 ・ 0
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🏴‍☠️ [WTW PART 1 RE-RUN] | JOLLY ROGER
By BadgerTeeth ・ 0 ・ 0
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🏴‍☠️ [WTW PART 1 RE-RUN] | JOLLY ROGER
By Lopdiemis ・ 0 ・ 0
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The midday sun blazed over the port, gleaming off ship hulls and the fins of those who lived half in the water, half on land. Fleur stood near the end of the line, their styled tail drifting lazily in the sea-salt breeze, the faint shimmer of pollen still clinging to their fur from that morning’s work at the flower shop. The air smelled of brine and faintly of fried fish from the food stalls lining the pier. Maestro...
[Jolly Roger] The Flowered Flag
By FeatheredKnight ・ 0 ・ 0
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PIT STOP
By Aychemex ・ 0 ・ 0
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SET SAIL
By Aychemex ・ 0 ・ 0
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She's a Beaut
By Aychemex ・ 0 ・ 0
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Scour the Beaches
By Aychemex ・ 0 ・ 0
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[WTW Part 1 Re-Run] | Jolly Roger
By Aychemex ・ 0 ・ 0