Revaramek The Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Five - Ninety Seven
It saddened the storyteller to know this was how their story ended. guilt weighed heavily upon his being. his _gift_ was responsible. the storyteller wondered if he should intervene.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Eight - One Hundred
Fascinating as he found them, the storyteller soon withdrew his _understanding_. the storyteller did not wish to set his story where there were wars raging amidst the cosmos. his part of the universe was not yet meant to know such travel.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Two - Ninety Four
For where humans recounted stories with words, the storyteller told them with the world itself. existence bent around them as the storyteller rebuilt the world anew.
Mew-World: Proluoge
**I did not create Pokemon, so other than my OCs, it does not belong to me** "Once, in a land ruled by strange, furless beings called humans," she began "A new Mew named Jackson came into into the world, along with his twin sister, Rose. He...
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Four
Until the storytellers came again. until father remembered, and fled it all. then he was lonely...so vakaal breathed life into a tribe as father breathed it into the world. a new home, a new family... and _still_ the storytellers came...
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Four
We call ourselves the storytellers, because we use such stories to learn how to better guide our lives. so, asking who tells the storytellers' story is our way of keeping ourselves in check, as it were.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Three
If there were four stories...then...then the world the storytellers fled was 'everyone dies', right? was...that where father brought him from? another world? father said the fought the storytellers, that they'd come before, and would come again.
Tale of an Storyteller
#1 of tale of an storyteller viel spaß bei meinem dritten versuch eine story aus dem boden zu stampfen, ich hoffe es gefällt euch.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Four
“the storytellers, i mean. it’s sort of…a history of the places they’ve been, the stories they know. 3-b was mine. jekk, tell her why you’re called the storytellers.” the old man rubbed his face with his hands.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Three
I sometimes wonder if the storyteller started new life there as well.” jekk tilted his head, giving the dragon a long, strange look.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Five
Let the storytellers fall to their knees in despondency when they realized just what it was they truly faced. and let her hold him while he cried. aylaryl knew that pain all too well.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Six
Their skin looked darker than some of the storytellers, but not as dark as the friendly traders who roamed the desert. vakaal grimaced, hoping the storytellers hadn't harmed those people as they'd harmed his own tribe.