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Chr 2. Travis by Halfkit, literature
Literature
Chr 2. Travis
“Amethyst!” I shouted as she slipped from my grasp and plummeted down the tree.
“Travis!” she screamed shrilly, falling through the tree branches that whipped at her face. I watched helplessly as her hands went to grab at branches and she finally slipped to a halt.
I shuffled to the thick body of the tree and slid down to the branch that halted her. She was hanging with two hands gripped on the edge of a branch, softly swaying, her broken bow slung under her shoulder and her pack hanging loosely over her other shoulder. She had several cuts on her face and hands. She looked up weakly at me as I cautiously crawled o
Chr. 1 Amethyst by Halfkit, literature
Literature
Chr. 1 Amethyst
My mouth gapped. “What? Are you kidding me?”
Travis laughed, a low, hardy chuckle. “Lets go. They’ll find us.”
I turned my head to look at him for a moment, and then I looked at the heavily armed soldiers running in order out of the manor. “’Kay, let’s go.
He grabbed my wrist lightly and tugged me to the tree line. We stopped about fifteen yards in. The trees started to branch off a rough ten feet above our heads in a flowery pattern.
“Damnit,” Travis muttered, “Amethyst, can you climb up that?”
I looked at the nearest tree without much hope. I walked over to it, s
The First Dragon by Halfkit, literature
Literature
The First Dragon
Prologue
Darkness. Stillness. Nothingness. A flash of green light bounced off an extended, scaly, black wing. A long, low cry sounded, something like a roar, echoing around the blackness. Another answered it, sounding like nails on a blackboard, coming from everywhere at once.
The cries fell silent. All that was left in the blinding darkness was a constant drip of water, falling endlessly on the slick rock.
Another flash. This time blue light, more black wings. Another cry cut through the air. A flutter of tiny wing beats answered the cry, and a soft ash fell over the whole place. Silence, complete and utter silence, followed
