Part of the cargo is a cryptic carved stone, like a grave marker for the nation of azatlan, with a strange inscription.
Non-Linear, Sethura, Sythkyllya
I stood at the door, still trying to understand his cryptic answer. "who i am?" i asked.
he nodded slowly and said, "you are one of us," he stood there for a moment before asking, "may i come in?"
"sure," i answered.
Backstory, Leopard, Magic, More confusion
"it is not i who matters, but you," she said cryptically.
"what's that supposed to mean?" mittens growled.
the wolf paused, as if to consider the question.
after a moment, she went on.
Bolt, Magic, Mittens, Wolf
I was getting tired of cryptic messages, but that is no reason to bark at him. i got up and stretched my sore legs.
\*sigh\*
"well, i might as well see how steel is doing. he's sure to be upset."
Mayonian Pack, Short, Story Progression, Violence, Wolf
"is that suppose to be some cryptic advice?"
mortimer huffed and smiled. "nah, that would be along the lines of 'holding the world on your shoulders will not save anyone, but it will break you'."
Dragon, Drinking, Druid, Fantasy, Gilian, Humans, Husky, Magic, Mortimer, Short Story, noah, pact
The doctor looked genuinely confused for a moment before he let the cryptic remark stand, seeing that he would get no further information out of his customers.
Dragon, Dragons, Dwarf, Dwarves, Elf, Fantasy, Fat, Horse, Horses, Houyhnhnm, Magic, Medieval, elves
He did write that letter, replied the box cryptically, but it was never sent until now.
josiah sighed.
M/M, No-Yiff, Sci-Fi, Short Story
This cryptic, yet pleasantly scenic excerpt is the opening to "relics, rabbits and tuscan reds" which is one of many stories featured in roar volume 6.
Mystery, Sex, Sienna, Violence, Weasel, Wine, furplanet, intrigue, italy, reporter, tuscany