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the flickering yellow Light of the CandleEvery Sunday morning for three months he found an anonymous letter full of beautiful words of love, slipped under the door, and every Sunday morning his heart fell in love more and more with his mysterious admirer.the flickering yellow Light of the Candle by ForestoFairies
Several times he tried to stay awake until Sunday's dawn, watching from the window, but always numbness caught him too early , and he regretted that his white cat could not speak, because she definitely had seen her.
One Saturday night, due to a mishap, he came home quite late and surprised the cat on the table, in front of a sheet. He, puzzled, approached the creature, which dipped a claw in the inkwell and wrote some strange words on the paper.
He read them softly and the white cat turned into a girl of flesh and blood. The albino beauty, like a doll with the porcelain skin, told her sad story, staring at him with those blue eyes too feline for a human, too human for a feline.
He kissed her, ashamed of all the times he had scratched her hairy belly, and they lived together
the first Era of MenEight generations had passed since the gods left mankind to face its destiny alone and people felt abandoned. Among those who lived cultivating the soil, there was a young man, called Anak, who once went bed early, driven by an omen.the first Era of Men by ForestoFairies
For three times he woke up in the middle of the night because of a weight on his chest and for three times he saw a grey creature, a small crossbreed between a man and a bat, sitting on his breastbone, staring at him.
He tried to move every time, but his body stood motionless; then tiredness and fear made him faint. The fourth time the creature digged into his flesh, and hugged his heart, merging with it: he felt no pain and, when the wound disappeared, fainted again.
The next day Anak left the home of his father, and started wandering for the villages and the cities of the continent, telling stories about the primeval World and the origins of men. Many didn't believe and called him blasphemous, but he spoke with great knowledge and performed miracles.
Xenoblade Rebirth Chapter SixChapter SixXenoblade Rebirth Chapter Six by suyuku-san
Grithiff bared witness to the gathering of so many Telethia that he had ever seen in his entire life, but what shocked him was not the sheer number of them it was the fact that they didn’t make a move to attack. What in the world where they waiting for?
“Grithiff,” Rei’s voice was hushed as she looked at the many Telethia of all different sizes of theme standing there and doing nothing. “Why aren’t they attacking?”
“I don’t know…” he glanced around seeing many of the soldiers looking completely on edge and uneasy as if they were about to break from the sheer standstill of it all. “Something’s not right with this…”
They turned to see him running to them from the ground. “Igholt?” Rei was the first to act, climbing down the wall as if it were a tree, hoping from one ledge to another, while Grithiff slid down the ladder. “What are you doing here i
Xenoblade Rebirth Chapter FiveChapter FiveXenoblade Rebirth Chapter Five by suyuku-san
While returning home Meyna couldn’t help but notice that the siren seemed to have stopped, she glanced up with a frown, wondering why that was, normally it would have continued until soldiers made sure that there were no Telethia in the area. When that happened the siren would blip a few times before turning off.
Was it because a new recruit didn’t know how to work the machine for it? If that were the case then the Chief would have punched the poor man for not knowing the correct way to do it since he or she has heard it a few times before. But since it was so late she didn’t know if anyone else was aware of it, or didn’t even notice.
“Meyna!” Grithiff’s voice called out from their home. “Come inside, I’ve almost finished making dinner. You may like it.”
Hear that brightened her spirits a bit. “As long as you didn’t burn half of it this time!” she said as she ran to their home. Reaching the house
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