It's the oldest kind of story
a sort of hallow song
of goddesses and glory
and the battle of right and wrong.
So gather weary travellers
and listen to my tale
from beyond the cold winds rattle
across time's misty vale.
In a land by god forsaken
by cry of their death knell.
In a world by shadows taken
desended into hell.
A tale of great adventure
of hero's big and small
these brave souls daring venture.
The legend of Dark Fall.
All my Hopes in Vain, Part Six by Fyrebyrdgoddess, literature
Literature
All my Hopes in Vain, Part Six
All my Hopes in Vain; Part Six
The Healer
“Frost powers” muttered Commander Grant “Who the hell is she, anyway.”
“More like What?” Lark fumed “Was I the only one who noticed she had a Prizmod Imbedded in her arm?” the rose haired doctor was furious. “and If not was I the only one who thought that odd.”
“No, it's fairly normal for us.” The Fuchsia haired woman sat across from them both. “Erika is the youngest of our team so you'll have to excuse her behavior. I already yelled at her for it, if it makes you feel better.”
“Immensely I'm sure” L
All My Hopes in Vain Chapter 5 by Fyrebyrdgoddess, literature
Literature
All My Hopes in Vain Chapter 5
All My Hopes in Vain
Chapter 5; Battle
It was a simple tactic, her Rygazelle would lead smacking Krux with it's wings before grabbing his sword arm in it's mouth. Allowing Erika to get a few surprise attacks in and if she was lucky stab him. In theory the were evenly matched Half-spectrobe to Half-krawl but she wasn't taking chances. Especially since now it wasn't just her life on the line but her home. She would not, could not fail, she thought as her spectrobe dashed toward the enemy striking with the knowledge that it's mistress was counting on it. She watched as it seized Krux's arm in it's teeth. It had done it's part now it was her tur
Time and time again by Fyrebyrdgoddess, literature
Literature
Time and time again
Time and time again we say goodbye, but no matter what I just can't let you go.
Fire rained from the sky, like a thousand falling stars. The earth quaked and shook threatening to break apart from the impacts, And just like all ways I find myself in your arms as I cry.
“I though you said you'll live forever?” is that your only question. I've lived through an Apocalypses before but not this time, not when I know that your going to die.
“Couldn't you have saved your self?” you say to me “Your the queen of Hell right Lilith? You could just leave.” Stupid little mortal, how could I live with out you.
“
Soft Star Light
the day is done, the setting sun
has long since gone to rest
deep midnight and soft starlight
lay my heart to rest.
I am born of night it is my domain
Wild strong and free
Filled with chaos, storms, and raging seas.
I am the goddess of strife, Eros would envy
the discordant melody of my heart.
It's not a bad thing to be this way
mistress of calamity, lady of catastrophe,
it's quite fun really,
but some times, it gets a little lonely
being a goddess of war.
That's where you come in, my darling
everything I'm not
Kind
patient
sweet
gentle
quite earth as strong as the mighty forest
with love as deep and bright as the roaring sea
It's the oldest kind of story
a sort of hallow song
of goddesses and glory
and the battle of right and wrong.
So gather weary travellers
and listen to my tale
from beyond the cold winds rattle
across time's misty vale.
In a land by god forsaken
by cry of their death knell.
In a world by shadows taken
desended into hell.
A tale of great adventure
of hero's big and small
these brave souls daring venture.
The legend of Dark Fall.
All my Hopes in Vain, Part Six by Fyrebyrdgoddess, literature
Literature
All my Hopes in Vain, Part Six
All my Hopes in Vain; Part Six
The Healer
“Frost powers” muttered Commander Grant “Who the hell is she, anyway.”
“More like What?” Lark fumed “Was I the only one who noticed she had a Prizmod Imbedded in her arm?” the rose haired doctor was furious. “and If not was I the only one who thought that odd.”
“No, it's fairly normal for us.” The Fuchsia haired woman sat across from them both. “Erika is the youngest of our team so you'll have to excuse her behavior. I already yelled at her for it, if it makes you feel better.”
“Immensely I'm sure” L
All My Hopes in Vain Chapter 5 by Fyrebyrdgoddess, literature
Literature
All My Hopes in Vain Chapter 5
All My Hopes in Vain
Chapter 5; Battle
It was a simple tactic, her Rygazelle would lead smacking Krux with it's wings before grabbing his sword arm in it's mouth. Allowing Erika to get a few surprise attacks in and if she was lucky stab him. In theory the were evenly matched Half-spectrobe to Half-krawl but she wasn't taking chances. Especially since now it wasn't just her life on the line but her home. She would not, could not fail, she thought as her spectrobe dashed toward the enemy striking with the knowledge that it's mistress was counting on it. She watched as it seized Krux's arm in it's teeth. It had done it's part now it was her tur
Soft Star Light
the day is done, the setting sun
has long since gone to rest
deep midnight and soft starlight
lay my heart to rest.
I am born of night it is my domain
Wild strong and free
Filled with chaos, storms, and raging seas.
I am the goddess of strife, Eros would envy
the discordant melody of my heart.
It's not a bad thing to be this way
mistress of calamity, lady of catastrophe,
it's quite fun really,
but some times, it gets a little lonely
being a goddess of war.
That's where you come in, my darling
everything I'm not
Kind
patient
sweet
gentle
quite earth as strong as the mighty forest
with love as deep and bright as the roaring sea
All My Hopes in Vain, Part Four by Fyrebyrdgoddess, literature
Literature
All My Hopes in Vain, Part Four
All My Hopes in Vain, Part Four
Ice
Harry ran through the base the krawl hot on his heels. Panting he turned the the corner and ran he'd long into some else running the other way.
“I'm sorry sir,” he stammered before getting a good look at the person he had run into. She was tall 6 foot 5 at least with bright orange hair, pale blue eyes, and a sturdy build. The one girl he thought he'd never see again “Wait, Erika is that you?”
Erika was stunned, of all the people she had expected to run into her foster brother would be the last; he was on the list mind you as opposed to he real brother, but he was still the last.