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Curses! Part 15 (Chapter 14, part one)
“… of course, we’ll make every attempt to get everyone a part who wants one. Keep in mind, if ya played last year, you should probably wait at least one year before ya audition again. Except Lord Pelgrin, o’ course. And given that our high lord isn’t here to choose a part to audition for…”
At this, the small crowd that had gathered in anticipation around the center stage in Asher’s market grinned knowingly.
The master of ceremonies, tradition dictates, changes hands every year as well and is drawn by lottery, tickets for which are acquired throughout the year by attending the farmer’s market. Therefore, the more one attends, the more chances one gets of having the honor of starring in the festival. This particular year that role went to Gattican Thornbum, the old headmaster of the Asher schoolhouse who was retiring at the end of the year. He always fancied himself a man of great showmanship, and while few agreed with this as very li
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Curses! Part 14 (Chapter 13, part one)
Flaxbod Igerhorn had been working ticketing for the overnight tour ferries from Analerna since he was eleven, originally having made the crossing over the great Celestial Bay while fleeing the latest of Icyl’s long, grueling civil wars. Despite being rather touchy about the focus of that particular bloody conflict, his heritage ran thick in his blood and his heart, and it was enough for complete strangers to notice his stout, sturdy frame, thick lashes and glittering black eyes and dark, rugged complexion to know he’d spent his childhood being tempered by the battering winds of the Sandy Sea. It was simple work, but his tribulation that led him there instilled great pride in his work that was an invaluable asset to the Celestial Ferry Company. He greeted tourists warmly, worked with efficient but not impersonal speed, and never allowed an unticketed passenger, for any bribe. As a steward of the docks of the most infamous city in the kingdom of Jigsaw, he was perfect and cra
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Curses! Part 13 (Chapter 12, part one)
It took some time for Shard, Eidolyn and Gryphon to explain everything, and to Eidolyn, speaking aloud what she had to contribute to their report felt newly surreal now that it had come down to relating it to a party new to their predicament. The three of them took turns narrating while Windemir sat stoically as he learned the magnitude of what he was getting himself into, wishing he knew where his men stashed whatever it was they put into their coffee. Outside, the storm that had been building over the city was slowly conquering the clear sea air, filling it with humid shadows that all had a faintly purple tinge, but the four continued on to the sound of distant thunder. Magic thunder often came mixed with the sound of bleating goats, hissing steam, voices shouting gibberish or the sound of thirty-three horseshoes falling into custard.
Momentarily, Eidolyn had a panic, asking Shard where Mittens was, but he quickly consoled her.
“It’s presently wearing a dryness spell. The
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Curses! Part 12 (Chapter 11, part two)
The seafront at midmorning was undulating with passengers and cargo, the unfurling and waving of sails and the passing of dock hands and slaves, who comprised much of the manual labor for the Analerna harbor. The harbor stretched on for some distance, occupying most of Analerna’s northernmost spots, so as they walked on, the sound of crying gulls, orders being barked, dark waves playfully lapping at the shadows under the docks or at the sides of the vessels waiting beside the, pulleys whining or boxes and bags slamming against the planks of the harbor was always present to their left. It was invigorating, though Eidolyn didn’t much like the fact that the first demons she’d ever encountered were slaves. It seemed both sad and a relief that they had at least the facade of being resigned to their task, and constantly joked and jabbered amongst themselves in the common language (they were allowed to speak to each other so long as their keepers could understand what they w
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Curses! Part 11 (Chapter 11, part one)
The people of Analena generally like their home. A town like Analerna works its way into you—under your fingernails, in your nostrils, through your hair. The cultural barriers separating the various neighborhoods are more potent than the most ancient geological or political border, and a map of the many factions within the city and their alliances and feuds with each other would look like a hundred-armed god doing a cat’s cradle, and getting it wrong. Imaginations paint, out of any combination of fear, excitement and sensationalism, all shadows in Analerna a bit darker than they tend to be, except for those in eastern Analerna, which is out of ignorance perceived as lighter than it really is.
Even the patrons of the most wicked institutions of that district—assassins, slave masters, crime lords, manufacturers of bootleg toys—see that darkness as a pit they dared not estimate where the bottom might be, for fear there might not be one. That reverent horror gives t
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Curses! Part 10 (Chapter 10, part one)
Chapter Ten: The Other City of Thieves
Eidolyn shrunk at every moan and scream. Each seemed to carry with it a personalized, wordless agony of its own, hundreds of voices heralding the horror of hundreds of possible ways to suffer, rushing through the branches and undergrowth in fleeting, disoriented patterns of panic. Some of the voices were distant and sounded as if they reverberated off of cold, dank stone walls. Others urgently yelped in her ear as they passed, sounding fresh and clear as if from a person standing directly next to her. The haunted voices of the Howling Woods seemed to sweep shadows into swirling, restless patterns and make light dim and shy away, and to make the moist earth and the living plants vibrate with their tangible pain.
She started as Shard grasped her hand. “It is but an unfortunate and fearsome, but harmless side effect of being where much of the negative energies from Analerna collect. Normally, these raw negative essences that are food for beasts
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Curses! Part 9 (Chapter Nine)
Chapter Nine: The Vagabond's Library
The shelves making up the legendary Sylvan Tomes stood innocuously over the soft cover of mud. Incredibly, the combined weight of the shelves and their loads of books did not seem to have any effect at all. It was as if they had simply not been informed that their bulk ought to be at the bottom of a mud puddle by now-- either that or they had got the message but were too proud to comply.
Creeping closer, Eidolyn began to notice that the shelves weren't of any kind of construction she'd seen before. Shelves made by people are pieces of wood fitted together with nails. Shelves made by people are imperfect, with little gaps and protrusions caused by equally imperfect measuring tools and the uneven passes of saw blades. These shelves, by all appearances, seemed to have been shaped in their current form from single pieces of wood. And each shelf felt organic, but lifeless. It wasn't lumber, or even a living tree like the furniture in Shard's house. It wa
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Curses! Part 8 (Chapter Eight)
Chapter Eight: A Temporary Truce over Neutral Ground, and Fish
Sable was Asher's antithesis, far from clinging to a face of wet rock as efficiently as possible to minimize bits of the city from being swept away by wind or water. Rather, it basked, baking in the shelter created by the two peninsulas of Jigsaw’s northern coast. Shallow, bleached bluffs made up this part of the coast, their soft sandy rock wrested into odd formations by erosion, and the village was built comfortably nestled along them, with natural stairs built into the stone offering quick but precarious navigation from one strata of cafes, homes, inns and shops to another. Bridges and walkways skirted above the shorter buildings, and the salty air blowing in from the bay echoed with the thumps of footsteps on the raised wood of these paths in a satisfyingly-percussive manner. That moist salt air meant that the walkways were in constant need of maintenance, and Sable employed a small crew for just that purpose. Exp
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Curses! Part 7 (Chapter Seven, part 2)
Windemir was in a poor mood, and the behavior of the Asher garrison, while not as raucous as his own team, was doing little to console him. Perhaps he’d made a mistake when he’d locked up that girl. Perhaps having her present would have allowed him to actually speak to Shard, and even better yet, spring a trap on him and finally prove conclusively that he existed. But the Golden Goddess had been silent that night, and if Shard had been there at all, he’d kept himself hidden. He knew that Shard, this magic-using unicorn man was a criminal, reputed to enjoy the thrill and challenge of stealing and pickpocketing, as well as utilizing his sorcery genius to play pranks. He was the tragic sort, Windemir reflected, whose talents could truly be put to use if they would just reform themselves. Turning his sour frustration into bitterness was the fact that his own interest in the local legend had brought upon him unrelenting ridicule from the locals, who saw Shard as a curiosit
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Curses! Part 6 (Chapter Seven)
Though the golden afternoons of Jigsaw autumns seem to linger long past their welcome, light seeming to saturate everything in a yearning, residual manner even after the evening shadows have set in, they also tend to be mild, especially in the northern parts of the kingdom. On the northeastern peninsula in particular, those plants resilient enough to handle the harsh winds are blessed with a long growing season and a sudden, short harvest season which spawns the local idiom describing the arrival of the month of Auvember as the sudden assassination of summer by the brief fall, after which the winter tends to blow in suddenly shortly after Thisember begins, as on the wings of a gray beast overtaking the skies.
However, Wasober had just barely arrived, and so there was yet a little time to enjoy the warmth without the pressure of the final harvest of the year.
“This gardening,” Shard spoke as they made their way to Gelding on Mittens’ back, accompanied by Gryphon who ca
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Curses! Part 5 (Chapters Four and Five)
Chapter Five: Divine Interlopers Spoil a Lot of Tea
Perhaps she could convince Shard to teach her a bit of magic, to make up for the isolation. Shard had purported there to be a great number of books within the tree mansion—even libraries to store them in, and there had to be some resources on elementary magic. Eidolyn had never thought to learn magic before, but she also never imagined the opportunity to do so would ever be so close at hand. It was frowned upon to learn magic anywhere other than from an accredited school, due to the large number of regulations placed on the casting of magic, and so rumors and stereotypes abounded about self-taught magicians being inclined toward the use of forbidden sorcery. She wondered briefly, before casting the thought aside, if that was true of Shard. She did not even know what sort of magic was forbidden or why, only that there were some spells that were apparently too dreadful to allow anyone to cast without special permission, powerful p
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Curses! Part 4 (Chapter Three)
The note was not signed, but was concluded with a few indeterminate curving lines. Eidolyn immediately envisioned Shard pausing for a moment as he wrote the letter, frowning at the paper with the knowledge that etiquette demanded that the letter be signed with something and then swirling the pen over the paper and nodding at it with a sense of accomplishment.
Accomplishment in believing he'd be easily forgiven. “Hmph...”
“Say, luv, these look nice,” Gryphon said, peering into the crates. “An’ I’m a carnivore. Although,” he reflected, “I have been known to enjoy a slice of toast and jam now an’ then.”
“We’re not sure how they got there,” the warden admitted defensively as if the crates were invaders who’d penetrated the walls of a fortress on his watch. “But the note we got says that they’re intended for a girl in braids that will be with a gryphon.”
“Well!” Gryphon no
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Curses! Part 3 (Chapter Three)
Gryphon was waiting in the kitchen, perched atop one of the tables. “G’morning!” he grinned. He smiled through his sharp beak, crossing his paws. It seemed odd to Eidolyn that Gryphon’s paws were in front, and his talons were in back. Wasn’t it usually the other way around? “You’re looking chipper as a cherub, luv! Ya sleep well, den?”
“Yes, thank you,” Eidolyn nodded as Shard got started on a pot of tea and raided the cabinets for something suitable for breakfast as if he’d never been in that kitchen before.
“Good, good,” Gryphon replied. “ey, I brought you a lil’ somefing.” Rising to a seated position, he brought something that had been resting at his side up to his beak with his left back claw, taking a raggedy bunch of wildflowers in his beak and proffering it to her. “Feer, luff,” he managed through a beakful of stems.
A surprising gift, especially from a gryphon, who were n
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Curses! Part 2 (Chapter Two)
“And you mean to tell me that all of this happened just this morning?” Byrri gasped with an alacritous furrowing of her brow.
“Yes…” Already she felt as if perhaps she’d said too much. “I mean, he seems a little eccentric, but… well meaning. A gentleman, really.” And a dandy who rides on a six-legged plush cat monitoring the balance between good and evil with his chest nearly as bare as his feet, she reflected to herself privately. “Quite dashing.”
“Well, anyone who rescues you would seem dashing, no matter what their real intentions were, Eidolyn,” Byrri scolded carefully, with a bit of a self-righteous nod. Eidolyn couldn’t exactly blame her for wanting to feel as if she had good advice to give. Her tight blonde ringlets nodded with her for good measure. “Do be careful. There’s probably at least one reason he lives alone in the forest.”
That had, of course, occurred to her. There a
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It was a bit large to be a will o' wisp, and anyway didn't those prefer forests? They did traditionally, however, beckon naive people to follow them, usually to some manner of doom. Or destiny. It really depended on whom you asked.
"I am not a creature which people have given a name," it said. "I am the first and last of my kind, here for a singular purpose. You must follow me, Bob-Tessell-human. Your gate is about to close."
It took off with great leaping strides, its broad feet seeming to hit the ground without actually making contact with it, small boulders, brush and blades of grass passing through it. Bob spurred on Thornhoof through the storm after the creature which left pink, streaking afterimages of itself. When it needed to turn, it did so smoothly and surely, leading man and horse eastward over the vale, where a great wooded valley sheltered the next town and, at the bottom of a disused well, the nearest gate to Tessell.

As suddenly as an eclipser dragon flying overhead, the forest blocked the moonlight.

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MahouTragicQueen Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2015
Hi, I just started using Deviantart again. We used to be friends on Gaiaonline too. I'm glad to see your still writing.
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reannaking Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
I remember you! I don't use Deviantart as much as I should because I don't get as much feedback as I used to, but I really should be more regular about upping my stuff. :)
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Deih Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2011  Student Digital Artist
Hey! are you the one who made the Slayers AMV with the song Demon heart by luca turili?? If I'm right I must tell you that your AMV is AMAZING one of the best amv of Slayers I have ever seen if it's not the best one! *__* Congratulations! ^^ If I'm wrong sorry for the missunderstand haha!
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reannaking Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Yep, ya found me! :) Thanks a lot for the comments. It really means a lot. One day I'll make more AMVs when I've got the time!
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Deih Featured By Owner Aug 2, 2011  Student Digital Artist
You are the most welcome! ^^
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Kahunalilly Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2010
Are you.... are you the Reanna King of "Robotnik's Super" fame?
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reannaking Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
Ya found me! XD Yep, that's me.
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Kahunalilly Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2010
OMG!!! :glomp: I'm gonna sound like such a dork but - I can't even tell you how much I love that video! The comedic timing and synching were so well done... I was so sad when it disappeared from youtube! But honestly, I had watched it enough times that I could almost replay it in my head! :D

Just wanted to stop by and praise you! :worship:
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reannaking Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
Well, they shut down my Youtube account. I may put up some of my old videos on my new account sometime soon. If I do, I'll make sure that that's one of them! :) I'm really glad you like it.
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Happy Holidays, and a Merry New Year! :glomp:

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