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"Ah―――" Mariya had stumbled, but the hand of her upperclassman managed to save her from falling and rolling down the hill. Had it not been for their predicament, she might've blushed and averted her gaze in embarassment, but they didn't have the luxury of middle-schoolers underneath the sakura...

"I see..." The girl's lips curled into a reluctant smile. With the deep blue skies serving as the backdrop to her figure, she had assumed an air of pensive determination. Her eyes fell to the side, then back to her upperclassman. How long has it been since she could last rely on someone...

"......" The girl slowly absorbed everything he told her. For now, this was an empirical reality, and trying to push back against it would only result in frustration. ...Or perhaps it was rationalistic? Shaking her head at the unhelpful internal query, she reminded herself of a quote from her...

A blank void. For a duration that felt like eternity, Mariya Hiei's existence was reduced to nothing. However, it wasn't a nothingness devoid of meaning. "―――――――" Like being weightlessly submerged in a warm bath, she felt something reminiscent of the embrace of water. She hadn't the capacity...

@Yuuto . . . ―――The girl sitting at the window was lost in her own world. Following the raindrops rolling down the windowpane beside her, her eyes shifted up and down periodically. The drops would fatten, bolstered by the water splashing against the glass, until their weight pulled them...

"Italian?" Ibchan questioned, putting a single finger to her chin. Several jpegs of contemplating faces began floating around her head, before dissipating to the motion of a nod. "I'm not the type to spend hours shopping for shoes. I can just make my own, see?" The girl snapped her 3d-emulating...

Connecting. . . . . . Connection reached! An amorphous sea of variably hued planes outstretched in front of a visually discordant figure, standing alone on a twisting cliff. Every few moments, several points would rise and fall back down amidst the thousands of conjoined surfaces, causing a...

Without another word, the demon let its head hang as it bowed. The dozens of alabaster teeth, previously on constant display, hid themselves behind sly lips, giving way to a satisfied smirk. Nothing else needed to be said, pointless prodding had its time and place. The body of the orphan had...

"Wonderful, little robin," the demon spun around on its heels, producing an elegant cane that it rest its chin upon. A sulphuric warmth began surging through the cold. It stung the skin, irritated tissue, but it kept the body warm, embraced it in its own way. From behind a black shroud, the Moon...

The enveloping blackness of the night swirled with columns of lung-teasing, lifeless grey. In the distance, a bell rang solemnly, announcing the late hours. The air of the alley carried with it a mixture of repulsive smells, apostles of London's many fabrics and factories from miles away...

"Rhyme?" Asha's expression turned fully neutral again, as she took a final peak out of the window. "You really are all the same," dogs with rotten teeth. Ascertaining the response of these palace-wrought nobles was important for the journey, it decided on how they were to be treated. If they...

"To judge so much, while knowing so little... I cannot commit to it, sorry," Malāh noted, a new sense of nervousity washing over him. "Besides, I do not stand to defend either side. If I don't understand what led to what, and reject the notion instead, how can I ever find my place in the world...

"I fear the history of coups and people's rule is too fickle for either of us to judge properly," Malāh sighed as he sat back down, placing the small plate from beneath his cup over it like a lid, hinting to the foreigners to do the same. "There is a folk shanty, about a military man. He usurped...

The currents of soft seabreeze fluctuated through the marina in a linear fashion, causing the numerous smells of fish and oils to elate up and down continuously. Among them all, the scent of salt carried and latched the easiest. For anyone spending more than a few days in the metropolis, no...

Malāh bit off another nibble of bread as at least one of the pair sat down. Her protector was vigilant, but also obvious. Asha wasn't too sublime in appearance either, but seating gave a possible encroacher false confidence. Had she been standing, the first strike would go to them, or so it...

Scene first, the Marina Pterýgio, cont. Encroaching noon, Early months of the Summer. Storm, was it? Like the thunder of an angry July, footsteps began roaring out across the Marina. One set of them, accompanied by a gentle tapping upon the marble. Asha immediately turned her gaze towards the...

The Bronze tail of Oonai ...a collaborative story. @Barca-Marcus "You better have thought this through." "Asha, please. You need to trust me a little bit more." ". . ." Preface first, the port of Maros. Eighth hour of the morning, Early months of the Summer. Golden rays of morning sun...

Sehk, throneroom Standing before quite possibly the most powerful man of the kingdom, Sehk consolidated his inner workings through a short, internal prayer to all the five Loverlords of elven belief. In the process, he took a small bow towards the king, locking gaze with him and assuming a...

Sehk and Ryvry, Timeskip post - Tuppham - Road - Capital For the next four days, Sehk and Ryvry spent their time at the hospitality of Salazar and his villa. Each morning, there was light breakfast, tooled towards expressed preferences, served by the same servant-girl which at first opened the...

Sehk, Tuppham As sunrays lazily illuminated the walls of the villa, everything remained in relative silence. Sehk dusted himself off to the best of his abilities, although there was little he could do about the stains of blood sporadically covering his garments, a trait he didn't pay much...