Permithia

The world itself: The continents are still in the very early stages of breaking apart and drifting, similar to Pangea. Large bodies of water, either lakes, swamps, or massive rivers divide the continents into three main land masses with archipelagos...

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Harmony

Today was one of those days where you find yourself without much to do, so you repeat menial tasks to feel somewhat productive. For Charlotte, this meant shaking a sifter of flour into a bowl so the white powder would be easier to mix. She was making...

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Chapter 6

Pain brought the hybrid back to consciousness. It felt like needles piercing every fiber of her being. Nyx had never had to use her ability so frivolously in such a short amount of time, and the repercussion was awful. She groaned, opening her eyes...

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Alleviation

Nyx took a sip of her smoothie, smacking her lips and examining the liquid in the cup. It was supposed to be a mango-pineapple smoothie, but whoever made it decided that copious amounts of ice to keep it cool was a good idea. The hybrid could barely...

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Recovery

They say it'll be easy Or hard, I forget which one. But one thing they didn't tell me Is that the pain has just begun. Sure, the self loathing was rough, And the sleepless nights were lonely The voices in my head were tough, And my mind was...

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Chapter 5

An uproar of war cries drove the army forward. If they could hold the enemy at the beach, keep too many of them from landing, they could stop themselves from getting overwhelmed. That's what Arc hoped, anyway. She was pushed along with the crowd,...

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Largesse

A cloaked figure glides down the street, a light skip in their step. Hands clasped behind their back, they hum softly to themselves, slitted eyes scanning the noisy shopping district. Despite her best efforts, the orange tip of a tail pokes out from...

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Looking Up

Looking Up They walk with downcast eyes, unfocused Unsure of what the world looks like Truly, but the weight has pressed On hunched shoulders and slouched backs. There are memories in their eyes Memories of hurts and pits Of black; cast...

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