Part 4: Meeting Your Hero
_'They sold you as slaves to the Imperial Arena?'_Bloodies-His-Face nodded and refilled his goblet with wine. _'What was that like?'_ 'It was scary at first. We were only young--myself probably only three years of age--and we were scared of Gaius,'...
Dear Lover
Dear Lover, I am sorry to impose, But I write to you now with the utmost regret. I must confess to you my cardinal crime: I have masqueraded as something I am not. You think the world of me, Never a day goes by where you don't sing my...
Part 3: The Arena Blademaster
_'You said the slavers took you and other hatchlings to market, but the city you described was most likely Leyawiin.'_ Bloodies-His-Face nodded. 'They took us to Leyawiin first, and then they sailed up the Niben to Bravil where they tried again,'...
Part 2: His Bloody Face
_'You were taken by Dres slavers when you were young?_' The Argonian nodded to the question. He sat down at the small table and took a sip from his goblet. _'Did you ever return to your home?'_ 'Not for a long time,' he replied as he put the goblet...
Part 1: The Naming Ceremony
"I remember the day I was named," the Argonian said. His face, stained with red-like-blood, stared into the hearth. His amber-brown eyes caught the glimmer of the flame. "I only remember it because I was taken from my home before my tribe could name...
Slipping Away
Footsteps in the dark... A grey sky, a sunless horizon, I am now running, sprinting, The white and warm lights Passing me by like moments of life. Only cold winds... I am treading a path I know, But I'm still a lost little child, So unloved...
Prologue
37 ADP in the independent city-state of Rothan, the city has become a warzone between rebel forces sided with Guardians of Arsodus insurgents against the Dominion military, and the sounds of fierce combat cut through sombre and dusty afternoon skies as...
Hungry Kitchen
Axel stumbled into the kitchen, his stomach growling. **"Unghhh..."** He groaned as he opened the pantry. Nightfyre peeked over his newspaper for a moment, raising an eyebrow before he flicked the newspaper up again. Axel's eyes widened. **"WHAT!?...
8th Crescent Past Memories
**_"Daddy... Why is Mommy crying...?"_** **_"Daddy...?"_** **_"Mommy...?"_** **~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-** I stared into the bowl of water I held in my hands, my reflection stared...
Memories of Lightwave
**"--And take a shower, please!"** My mom called out from the kitchen, as I walked up the stairs. **"Yes mom! I will!"** I shouted back over the railing, before walking up the steps to the upstairs and then started walking towards my room. I...
Never Remember Me
Play me a song and tell me a tale, I know her voice and your writ will not fail, Go, and let her sing of a broken heart, And then tell me of a family split apart. You know my story, and so does she, Your eyes once gentle now only single, Once...
Battle in the North
The snowy winds howled as the eerie cry of the mountain eagles echoed throughout the mountains. On the high mountain steeples, the sound of battle could be heard as the Nords and Dwarves of Skrijaheim waged war against the Dragonians and Dwarves of...