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Kio and Kid Chapter 3Kid groaned as he lifted his arms and stretched. The sun had just begun to shine through the trees, and his back was stiff from sleeping on such a narrow branch. Slowly, due to a rather large cramp in his back, he turned to look and see if Kio was awake yet.
Kio was already up, skinning a small animal that they'd eat for breakfast. The fire had already been prepared and he looked up to see Kid waking up. "Good morning sleepy head." He said with a grin. "We're about another day out from the city. I'm just making breakfast so we don't travel on an empty stomach."
"It's barely daybreak. How did you manage to fetch breakfast already? Or did your little hawk do all the work for you?" Kid could finally feel the blood starting to reach his limbs once again, so he decided it best to carefully make his way back down to the earth. Stranding strait on the branch, he began to carefully hop them one at a time until he reached the ground.
Kio watched as his new companion traversed the branches. "Nah
The Scrolls of Nek'rul [Scroll One, Chapter One]Flaring gold and crimson, the sun had crested over the ocean and was casting its brilliance over the azure waters and golden sands of the coast. Upon the shore and sitting upon the branches of the trees that lay on the coastline, a group of adventurers stood, watching the golden disc set until the stars blanketed the sky with their sparkling wonder. Each a different race, but bearing the same tabard over their armor, the group gazed intently on the horizon as if they were waiting for something.
There was Zuya, the forest elf and priestess of the Snow Leopard goddess Kiliana. Her bright green eyes shone in the light of the setting sun with a brilliance that rivaled the sun itself. Her chosen garb was a silver robe with white trim that was a size too big for her and was loose, covering her athletic curves. Her auburn hair was pulled back into a long ponytail that reached down to the small of her back and in her slender hands she held a long blue staff that held or
The Unknown Shadow Chapter 2As they escaped the city, night began to fall. The stars blinking to life as the blanket of ebony shrouded the sky and the moon let its silver glow caress the land gently. They had found themselves outside the city in the forest where the canopy allowed few streams of moonlight to pierce it. Panting, as they had ran the entire way, Kio leaned against the tree, grinning. "That was fun."
"This is what you consider 'fun'?" Kid huffed back. "It's freezing cold out here, and now we have no place to stay. At least in the city I had an alley to crash in. But now we're out in the forest surrounded by who knows what."
Kio chuckles, "Man, you're like Donnia, you worry too much. C'mon, let's find a place to make camp and I'll set up a campfire for us." He beckons Kid over, igniting one of his hands with white fire, illuminating the area around them.
Kid follows him into the unknown world. "So is there anything else you've yet to tell me? About yourself? Your culture? Your...mission?"
Kio nods. "I
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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