Requiem Chapter 16Soren paced. He found that he could do nothing else but pace. Stride the floor, claws clicking softly against the wood as he walked, tail lashing from side to side.Requiem Chapter 16 by Ventarix
Ella was caring for Rhys. The healer was resting now, settled on a pallet of blankets in front of the fire in order to keep him warm. His bloodstained robes had been removed down to the thin pants he wore under them, and his bare chest was bound in compresses and bandages. His skin was pale – dreadfully so – and he had developed a slight fever. Ella did her best to keep cold rags pressed to his forehead.
Soren cursed, a bit of fire leaking from his jaws. What could’ve done something like this? He had gotten a good look at the wounds crossing the healer’s chest as Ella had worked on him. They had been claw marks, unmistakably. Soren’s first thought was an animal, but he had doubts about that supposition.
Whatever did this had to be at least semi-intelligent, he thought, watching Rhys
Requiem Chapter 15Soren lay quietly on the bed, watching as Ella stoked the fire. Against his belly, Tami shifted and rested her cheek against his warm black scales, sighing in her sleep.Requiem Chapter 15 by Ventarix
The dragon was resting in the little hut with the two he had chosen to protect, still feeling a bit woozy from blood loss. Ella (that was the mother’s name) had safely removed the poker from his chest and had bandaged him up firmly. He’d been lucky, she had said, that the tool-turned-weapon hadn’t punctured a lung or gouged out his heart.
Now, with his narrow chest swathed in a mass of white bandages and his stomach full of warm stew, the dragon felt a sense of something that he hadn’t felt in a while.
He was content. Content and…was that happiness, that he felt?
No, he thought, shaking his horned head. I’m just tired, that’s all. Besides…without him, can I ever be happy again?
Ella glanced over as the dragon yawned, smiling at him. “How are y
So, some of you may have noticed that I'm retrying my hand at writing a MLP fanfic. Trial by Fire: The Lost Alicorn is quite different from my first story. You might have realized that. But I'm going to clarify a few things real quick.
I am going to try to upload a chapter every Monday, but most likely, this won't happen on schedule. I've vowed to make sure that this story is written to the best of my ability, so if I force a chapter on a day when I'm not feeling in the MLP mood, it'll be crappy, and I don't want that. Usually, I feel quite MLP after watching an episode of it, so that might help.
Another note is that the character Blindside has been removed from TbF, replaced with a new creation called the Shadow Stallion. So if anyone remembered/liked Blindside and his additions to the story, don't expect him to show up. He wasn't that great anyways. :T
Soooooooo. Yeah. The end?