Walking the PlankAndrew Reice was a dead man.Walking the Plank by Vahildr
As he sat in the brig of the ship, Mr. Reice contemplated his fate. Thinking about it, he should have known better than to try her.
Eventually, he was dragged out of the dark, cramped cell, and out into the frigid air.
Captain Tien Li Xian was dressed to the nines. Her black military coat was pulled tight to keep the cold sea winds at bay. She was pretty. In a black widow sort of way. Tall, fair skinned. Short, pixie-like black hair and her eyes. Chips of icy flint.
She smiled thinly, barely a smirk. “So, Mr. Reice.” She spoke slowly, deliberately, almost as if English was difficult for her to speak, though the man knew that was not the case. “You thought you could play me? That I wouldn’t notice a bit of our last prize, gone? We shall see about that, no?” A slight pause. “Ryuu, chain his feet.”
Andrew tried to protest as the smaller pirate advanced towards him, eyes alight. She smiled, almost apologetically.
HangingThe rope around my neck was rough. Scratchy against my skin. It cut deeply into my throat, nearly suffocating me. But that was the point, wasn't it?Hanging by Vahildr
It was honorable, I suppose, to die here. Born on the seas, on the greatest ship to sail the oceans. And to die on the same deck. From the sea I come, and to the sea I return.
I stood precariously, feet together, on a barrel. I faced north, my eyes skyward.
As captain, I would be the first to hang. Made an example of. The Royal Navy had no mercy to pirates like us.
Somewhere behind me, a soldier read the charges. It sounded distant, almost like there was a pane of glass between me and them.
"Captain Lara Marie de Corriedo. Charged for acts of Piracy and Treason against God, Country and King..."
I tuned the speaker out, listening around me. I heard my crew-mates, muttering about the charges, promising revenge for their loyal Captain. I wished I could make them stop. If they did, there was a chance for mercy.
The loudest sound of all, though
A Bot Named Lenore // Part 1 // NaNo 2013Dr. Robert Calgori Sprigs pulled the sheet back from the table, eyeing his creation with building excitement.A Bot Named Lenore // Part 1 // NaNo 2013 by Vahildr
With one hand, he gently caressed the electric blue wire-hair, while with the other, he pulled open the cavity in her chest, allowing access to her clock-work heart.
Suddenly, as if remembering the seriousness of his situation, Dr. Calgori turned, gingerly picking up the heart of his creation, the core of blue matter that would bring her to life.
He moved back to the automaton, gently fitting it into the cavity, and linking the connectors and wires to the glowing core.
The figure on the table shuddered and her eye-lights flickered blue. Dr. Calgori quickly sat her up, using one hand to sit her steady on the edge of the table.
He smiled in triumph. He still had a chance.
“Lenore Sprigs. Startup initiated. Program 001. Command 001. Respond if understood.”
His voice was calm despite the precious seconds he knew he had left.
“U… Un… Understood
First MeetingsAilith Verid - all of nine years old - wrinkled her nose at the prospect of feeling like she was being squished on all sides.First Meetings by Vahildr
She held a cat tightly in her arms, subjecting the creature to a nearly vice-like grip.
He didn't move to escape or swat at the girl, however, rather, he pressed his muzzle against her cheek, almost reassuringly.
The man in front of her, a wiry, dark skinned young man, turned, motioning her to follow him.
She heaved a sigh and stepped through the glittering portal, the feline in her grasp purring loudly.
Her grip on the car loosened as she looked around the room in wonder, nearly backing into one of the many mages in the Citadel's gate-room.
She squeaked loudly and spun, curtsying as well she could while holding a cat in her arms.
The Mage smiled down at her.
"You are fine, child. No harm done."
He looked up, noticing the Mage tasked with finding the girl, smiling at him.
"Good evening, Metias."
The dark-skinned Mage bowed in return. "To you as well, Master Hyro
RemembranceTwo figures, dressed in black, walked solemnly through the dew-covered grasses of the cemetery.Remembrance by Vahildr
The taller carried a basket, filled with a number of tools and things while the other held a box of wildflowers in her arms. They stopped under a willow tree, glancing at each other before kneeling in the grass.
Zanaia Marie Swift pushed her sleeves up, digging through the basket until she found a set of pruning shears.
With careful hands, she cut away the weeds that had grown around the marble headstones, fingers brushing over the names carved into the stone.
Grant Matthews Swift and Angela Lucille Swift-De la Fontaine.
When she hesitated, Timbira set her box down, leaning over to hug her twin, feeling her own gaze blur slightly at the memories of family.
They knelt like that for who knows how long, tear streaked memories of camping with their father, cooking with their mother... Learning and playing and being a family.
A chilling breeze pulled them from the painful memories, and Zanaia loo
AlwaysRowan looked up as his mother poked her head into his room, holding an envelope in one hand. Wordlessly, she set it on his dresser before pulling her head back and closing the door behind her.Always by Vahildr
The young man listened intently, waiting for her footsteps to recede before taking the envelope in his hands.
His name and address was written in her chicken-scratch script, and in the top corner, was her own name and address, smudged by what looked to be drops of water.
Picking up a small sword-like letter opener - a gift from her - Rowan slicked open the letter, and a piece of parchment fell to the bed.
A sweet scent, fruity, almost like peaches, filled he air, and Rowan breathed in sharply. It was Cahlia's favorite perfume.
He gingerly picked up the letter, unfolding it.
The writing was thin, and there were places where the slanting letters were blurred, as if she had been crying.
Once you told me that it didn't seem right to say goodbye...
I thought I'd have to - I th