Don't tickle me_The Silver Portal_Her Majesty's Cat_The Prince’s Braid
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Don't tickle me
Joju- I opened my eyes after a good nap. Who is that? I could barely see anything. Is that Harish? But why he is taller and looking aged? And who are the other people? Why are they surrounding me? It took me a minute to realize that a cuckoo's nest was blocking my sight. I swayed my branch; the cuckoo flapped its wings; I hoist my branch; the cuckoo shrieked, I lowered my branch; the cuckoo cooed. Now it's clear. I perceived the four branched moving creatures who call themselves humans looking at me. There were ten of those creatures surrounding me and talking between themselves. The one who ...
The Silver Portal
Myrralis had been at this job for a long time. How long had it been? Time passed differently for such beings. If one were to listen to humans, they would say it had been a couple of thousand years. Long enough. Myrralis enjoyed watching the humans; they lived such varied and free lives.A reaper had one job; to guide humans away from their lives and into the next. When a human died, their souls tended to wander, not knowing what to do. That’s where a reaper would come in. They hwww.onedoor.ccad to convince the human soul that it was time to move on, leave their loved ones behind. It was not always an easy t...
Her Majesty's Cat
Patrol began at twilight, after every sconce on the walls and every fireplace had been lit to start to warm these cool stone halls. Dinner would be served shortly, but first, to rouse from a seemingly deep sleep where he had actually been sentry beside his Royal Mistress' throne. A languid stretch, the graceful arch of his back, as he ignored the sneaked glances and single open amused stare sent his way as he slipped out of the main audience after another long day of holding court.He felt smug, for none other could get away with behaving as he did, not that he would ever dream of being unprofe...
The Prince’s Braid
Her delicate fingers ran over my smooth black hair, carefully undoing the long braid. It was considered taboo for princes to be seen in public without the braid, and even more taboo for a commoner to touch a prince’s hair. But I was already breaking more than a few rules by being here.“Is something wrong?” Ayusha asked. I turned around to see her looking at me with concern. Her head was tilted down, and her short hair fell in front, obscuring the sides of her face from view. I smiled and leaned in, touching my forehead to hers.“Nothing, my love.” I brushed my fingers along her cheek.She swatte...