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Truth, the Eye, and the Beholder Fanfiction pt. 2
Maroo hurriedly stomped towards the servants quarters, all but carrying Nina with her. The poor young girl feebly protested, trying to tell Maroo that they had to leave soon. Maroo didn’t listen and soon threw open the door to Nina’s “room” and slammed the door shut, briefly making eye contact with Vael.
Maroo dropped Nina onto her small bed (at least to Maroo anyways) and started pacing the length of the room, her fingers pressing against her temples, as if trying to prevent the memories from pouring out.
“I-I can’t believe this… I-I can’t believe this…! H-How..?! How can this be?! I-I remember but I don’t remember and oh it’s all mixed up it’s all messed up…!”
Nina watched with both curiosity and concern, her head cocked innocently to the left.
“M-Miss Maroo? W-What happened between you a-and Commander Vael?”
Maroo froze in her tracks and turned towards Nina. She tried to form the wo
Truth, the Eye, and the Beholder Backstory- MarooMaroo
She usually exaggerated her past, or left something out entirely.
She wasn’t rescued by Marv at 3 months or 6 years. In all honesty, she didn’t know. At her estimations, she was most likely 3 years old.
She barely remembered anything. She remembers being held, loved, but then those memories evolved into fire and ash and intense heat. She next remembered warm, green arms removing her from ice cold, dead ones.
Her next memories of that time were shards, mostly consisting of Marv and Sveltica, or Momma Bear. Marv playing hide and seek with her in the woods, where she had never felt more at home, Momma Bear holding her close during intense storms, Marv teaching her how to hold and wield a bow to help protect the forest.
When her memories became more solid, she noticed Marv slowly change. Marv used to be intelligent, more so than what he was now at least. But now, he was slowly wilting away, losing his clever glint in his eyes. A few days after she noticed this change, she
Truth, the Eye, and the Beholder Fanfiction
The sound of the rain intensified in the silence that followed. Maroo watched Commander Vael curiously, unsure what else to say to this man. People and communicating with them wasn’t exactly her forte. It also didn’t help that this man seemed startling familiar and was making her shyer than a newborn cub. Deciding it was time to retreat, she employed her favorite and usual excuse.
“Well, I, uh, better get going, go check on Marv. Never know what kind of trouble he’ll get into without me.”
Maroo gave a nervous nod and started to take her leave, her heart racing. However, before she could make it to the door, let alone three steps, Vael stood up behind her, his gruff voice ringing out.
Maroo froze at those words, confusion coming off her in waves. She turned and looked at Vael curiously, wondering what he was talking about. Vael shrugged, trying to appear apathetic, but it was obvious her amnesia had disappointed him.
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies Prize
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies
Mattie or Matthew turned to see a girl with (hair/length) (hair/color) hair and (eye/color) eye running toward him. He waited for her to get to him and catch her breath. When she did she smiled at him.
“I did it” she says holding up a paper
“Did what (Name)?” he asks
“I signed up for the food fair and got the country I wanted” (Name) answers
“Cool, which country did you chose?” he asks curiously
“Canada” she says simply
Matthews’s cheeks turn pink.
“What are you going to make?” he asks
“I have a bunch of maple flavored recipes I’m going to make and I have already started the info poster”
“I can help you if you want”
“No thanks, I want it to be a surprise”
(Name) winks at him the strolls away. After that Matthew barely saw (Name). She would wave at him, they would talk for a bit then she would leave and whenever he as
Scooby Doo and Shaggy VS Animatronics: Battle
The Mystery Machine was driving down a bleak road in the middle of the forest. Shaggy and Scooby had to do all of the Mystery Solving, since the rest of the gang was on a vacation. They were looking for a rest stop, or, at least, a place to eat. Scooby had eaten all of their food for the trip.
"Jeez, Scoob, why do I have a feeling this might be more difficult without Fred, Daphine, and Velma?"
"Raggy, look, a sign!"
The sign spoke of an exit, about half a mile away. Shaggy stopped for a minute and examined the sign.
"On exit five, turn left, and you will find a small town, home of Freddy Fazbear's pizzerea. This famed Pizza restaurant makes some of the best Pizza 'round. Though make sure to leave by closing, as the restaurant is not responsible for any dismemberment and mutilation."
Scooby ran up to the window closest to Shaggy.
"Rid you say Pizza?"
"Yeah, Scoob! Let's go there, and besides, I wasn't paying attention at that last part anyways!"
Shaggy leapt into the front seat, and sta
A Letter from your SongsAnother oldie... Not a poem this time, but a letter written to song artist Stevie Nicks, (who has been a favorite of mine and a big inspiration to me for a very long time...since my teen years).
The letter is written to her using her songs. (which are shown in bold)
Has anyone ever written anything for you?
I have, and I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for: The beginning of The dance. For being there at the Edge of seventeen of my life. For showing me the sparkling beauty of the Silver spring. For the contrast of Leather and lace . For introducing me to Sarah. For embracing the world within your Dreams . For knowing your Destiny : and being the Kind of woman that you are; giving, Unconditional love. Even though Outside the rain wreaked
ShipsDo you know why its a bad idea for ships to travel side by side over the sea?
They sat side by side, husband and wife, not touching. She sat perched on the edge of the sofa, as though she was scared to come into contact with anything solid. He, on the other hand, lay so far back that he was almost flat, as though hoped that the cushions would swallow him. He was wrapped in a blanket (he was always cold these days) whereas she just looked cold. Not as if she was cold, but as if she radiated it, as though it was some sort of negative heat. Neither of them looked at each other. They both acted as though the TV was their entire world.
The motion of the waves acts on the outer edge of each of the two ships.
"Do you still love me?" she said suddenly. He didn't reply. This wasn't particularly surprising, as she had been dead for a year now. She sighed, and he wriggled deeper under his blanket.
But the really interesting part is that each of the ships acts as a natural shield
Wizards in Training (TG) (Request)(WARNING: This story contains descriptions of a man turning into a woman. If this puts you off, feel free to pass this up.)
The Pogona Institution for the Magically Inclined; call it your real-world Hogwarts equivalent if you will. This was a prestigious college, located in far off in the Canadian wilderness, surrounded by lush forests and mirror-like lakes, beyond which the snow-covered mountains rise to dominate the skyline. The college itself was not unlike your modern campus grounds, only it featured more of an elegant decor than most other public educational establishments. Despite the absolutely beautiful view, this school was particularly private, and only those who prove themselves to be truly capable of wielding arcane forces are allowed to enter. This process is full of all sorts of challenges and troubles, but some people manage to make it in by the skin of their neck. Two such people are new students Aaron and Bennett, who had just enrolled a week ago.
America x reader: late night grocery shoppingI do not own hetalia or you~
15 years old, you are England's child
I felt my arm being shaken. "Hey...hey (name)...wake up!" I heard an American voice whisper. I opened my eyes slightly. "Alfie what time is it...and how did you get into England's house?" I groaned. "I picked the lock...come with me to the grocery store!" He said. I leaned up. "Okay...why?" I asked lazily throwing my feet over the bedside. "Because I ran out of coke and I need more but I don't wanna go alone." He said. I nodded as I tugged on a hoodie and held my arms up. "Carry me." I said. Alfred laughed and let me hop onto his back. I laid my head on his shoulder and watched everything move by me. Soon we got to the car and he put me in the passenger seat.
We drove quickly to the grocery store, however I didn't get to be carried because an angry woman yelled at us when we walked in with me on his back. So Alfred got a cart and let me sit in it. "Dang...someone needs a happy meal." Alfred said in a snappy t
Rentals"And that's how I ended up on this shelf!" I made sure to say with a smile on my face. The man across from me just tilted his head in confusion. "Is something still wrong? I thought I did a pretty good job at explaining why my head is here."
"Yeah, but..." he said while crossing his arms. He seemed to be at a loss for words. "Okay, I get that you're only being rented out and not actually for sale. But why are you actually.. ya know.. on?"
"What?" It took me a second to realize what he meant. But I got it. "Oh! Well that's easy. Since I volunteered for this, I'm left on so I can let people know why my head isn't for sale. I uh, hold on." I needed to blow my hair out of my face, since my hands were else where in the store. I wasn't getting much done, but thankfully the customer brushed my black hair behind my ear and out of my hair. "Thank you! Now where was I? Oh right. Normally there are a lot more rental heads out on display, but we are near closing time and I seem to be the last one
Barefoot Benefits 6It was a pleasantly hot summer day. Sally was in her backyard role-playing with her pokémon while Amanda and Brenda watched from foldable chairs.
“The brave heroes had finally made it to the giantess’s lair. As they rushed forward, the loud thuds of the giantess’ footsteps could be heard and grew louder and louder. The heroes skidded to a halt as the giantess walked forward into sight, eyeing them angrily with her club gripped tightly and her pet sitting upon her shoulders,” narrated Sally as she, Growlithe, and Lillipup each played their parts and Treecko rode on Sally’s shoulders.
“Growlithe growl, growlithe!” shouted Growlithe.
“Pup!” shouted Lillipup.
“Never! Your princess shall be my slave for eternity! Begone or be crushed!” said Sally.
“Treecko tree!” said Treecko with a nod.
Growlithe and Lillipup replied by growling angrily and standing ready to fight.
“So be it!” shouted Sally befor
Age Far, Love CloseThere were many things to describe their love. Many were kind and generous, other harmful and mocking. Some remarks striked right where it hurt the most, but with each other, the slowly built their walls that would shield them, keep them safe, and warm, and happy Their own little world There were many things their love was called. Some called it a taboo, others called it impossibility, and others just found it amazing and quite romantic. They would just laugh, and look into their eyes, bright emeralds and coal black It doesn't matter what the people say All that matter is this
While their age is far, their love is close.....
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