|My big story, Ties That bind|
Ties that bind: Chapter 3Ties that bind: Chapter 3 by magicia
3. Hunter's Sunstone
Peace was her ultimate goal, of that I think I can be sure. But her secondary goal, and perhaps the one most often seen, was that of justice. Not the justice of law, but of the everyday. She never let an injustice go unchallenged, whatever it might have been.
The girl crossed her arms angrily. "Hi Penelo? That's all you can say?" she huffed and poked a finger in his chest. "I have a good mind to hit you! Do you realize no one's seen you since Migelo sent you look for Kytes?" She waved her arms in exasperation. Out of the corner of his eye, Vaan saw Peach examining the gate rather intensely. Penelo's shouting quickly regained his attention however. "That was first thing this morning! The feast for the Imperials is in two days, and the guards have already started closing off the gates to travelers. They only let me through because Migelo gave me a pass!" She paused to draw in breath.
Vaan took this as an opportunity. "Tomaj gave me a pass too. He wanted me t
Ties that Bind Chapter 1Ties that Bind Chapter 1 by magicia
That day they first met, could she have known what was in store? The things they would face? The joys and the horrors? I doubt it. Would it have stopped her if it did? I know by now that the answer is never.
Vaan snorted as he watched the wind whip across the Estersand. Except for the city behind him, it was sand as far as the eye could see; only broken by the occasional monster, boulder, and the odd cactus or two. Or was it a cactaur? He could never tell unless they moved, and cactaurs tended to spend a lot of the daytime asleep. They didn't much appreciate
|My big story, Ties That bind|
Cold - Kurt x ToddColdCold - Kurt x Todd by Cold-Creature
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The air that surrounded him was below freezing, but Todd was numb to it; his body was beyond feeling
He knew he was conscious, but it was muted and he felt like he was still stuck between deep sleep and waking. Everything felt at a distance; the cold, the snow falling against his face, even the warmth, settled above him. He barely made out touch, his nerve endings dead to the blue fur that brushed his neck or the hot tears that soaked into his shirt.
A low keening moan rose up through the white-noise ringing in Todds ears, and suddenly, the mutant wanted desperately to open his eyes and seek out the source the sound; but his eye-lids refused to even twitch.
It was at that point, that it dawned on Todd; his chest felt empty and still
Todd wouldve gasped or cried out in fear if his voice hadnt been trapped in his throat. Feeling a wave of wooziness hit him; Todd quickly forced himself to keep calm. Panicking wasnt going to s
Child of Light: ViridiThe next morning, Jack was awakened from the most restful sleep he’d had in perhaps thirty years by Pit knocking on the door.Child of Light: Viridi by magicia
The ever cheerful angel led him back to the dining hall saying, “Viridi’s here already, and she’s eager to meet you.”
“She knew about this in advance?”
Pit frowned. “Well no. Lady Palutena asked to her to visit, and as soon as she found out it was about a nature spirit, Viridi was more than willing to come by.” He paused. “She can be kind of prickly most of the time, but she can be really nice when she wants to be.”
He opened the doors to the dining hall and led him in.
Viridi turned out to be as interested in Jack as Lady Palutena, though perhaps for different reasons. The blonde goddess rose from her seat at the table and practically glided across the room, toting a rather wicked looking staff. While Jack was trying to decide if it reminded him more of a scythe or a bird’s head, Viri
Child of Light: Palutena“Pit, Pittoo-“Child of Light: Palutena by magicia
“Don’t call me that.”
“Well if you’d think of a name for yourself I wouldn’t have to.”
As Pittoo grumbled something, Pit spoke up. “What is it, Lady Palutena?”
The woman smiled. “We will be having a guest shortly. Treat him with respect.”
“Who’s the guest?”
Palutena smiled again. “His name is Jack Frost, and he’ll be staying with us for a while at the very least.”
Pit blinked. “That ice guy you’ve been watching?”
The green haired goddess nodded. “Yes. His proper title is Spirit of Winter however, so do try and remember it.”
A bright flash of light erupting from the dais in the center of the room prevented her from further elaboration.
“And here he is!”
Jack blinked away spots and looking up, found the source of the voice to be a green haired woman that appeared to be vaguely Greek, at least
The BeginningIt had been over seventy years. Seventy years of emptiness and silence, from all but the wind.The Beginning by magicia
It was enough to make anyone lose hope.
Jack found himself standing on a branch, staff in hand, gazing up at the moon.
“Why?” He waved the staff about for emphasis. “Why am I here?”
The moon remained silent. As always.
Jack scowled and lowered his staff. “Why do I even try?”
“Because you still hope.”
Jack jerked his head up. “What?”
Jack wasn’t sure if it was a command, or a statement. He supposed it was the former however, when he suddenly found himself in the middle of a kind of spotlight.
Turning on the branch, he found himself facing a strange sort of symbol in the sky. Looking rather like a floating bull’s-eye with several teardrops warping away from it, it seemed to pulse as he stared at it.
Then quite suddenly there was a spectral face sta
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