Shadows In The Light_The library's secret_My Sister, My Brother_How Thintar Became King
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Shadows In The Light
Boom! Boom! Boom! Three pounds of a gimlet reverberated across the sunny horizon. Afraid and weak, something crawled out of a cave in the distance. The cavern had been its home for more than thirty years. This something was a man by the name of Bregða E. Margr. He was built on a wiry frame and a Sumerian warrior in 4000 B.C. The drilling had caused a cataclysmic structure failure and opened his home to the elements. Looking into the hovel you could see lacerations from animals long extinct, fodder on the slab in the middle of the subterrane. The stone was polished after many years of use. Scr...
The library's secret
A pool of blood, a dead body lying on the cold floor, and a man standing confused of what just he had seen. It was something he did not expect upon waking up, and to his mind, he knew he was supposed to be in a library.Yet there he was, looking at the scene that seemed familiar to him.He was just an ordinary man that works as a teacher that decided to visit a usual library near the university. But he was never the type of person that would do such henious crime.Rather than being violent, he was more of a gentle giant, a man that all his students look upon to.He poundered his thought once more,...
My Sister, My Brother
She steps carefully out of the water like the sun emerging from behind a cloud--the water is the cloud, and she is the sun. For she is just as radiant as the sun itself. Her eyes sparkle with hidden mischief. Her dress swirls like liquid. And her name? Her name...is Vremali. She shakes her cascading, watery hair with glee, and water flies. The gwww.onedoor.ccround itself seems to reach up to grab the droplets let loose--they provide life and sustenance to all. The ocean behind her rises up once again, and a man steps out gracefully. “My sister,” he says, bowing low. The vision of loyalty. “My brother,” V...
How Thintar Became King
Gather around; I have a story that the gods love to tell, for it amuses them even more than we do. It is the story of Thintar the Trickster and how they accidentally found themselves crowned king of men. And begins as all good stories do with our little hero taking a bath;Thintar waded into the shallows of the universe and found they hated mud. It was a wretched edition to the cosmos, truly some of Asoi’s worst work. Not just the literal stuff -though that was terrible, but the metaphorical mud as well.The universe was saturated with metaphorical mud. Black and sticky and oozing from every cor...