With a bag clutched in his left hand, Kyo had everything he would need for a journey. Except food. But that was his next stop. He was used to sneaking through the house. Late harvest nights often kept him and his father out long after the others were in bed. Therefore, his whole body moved […]
The Little Hill: The Legend of Shlavo
Continued from last week’s post, we have Islyn’s latest adventure in writing right here! Just scroll down! 😉 It was still dark when I set out. The sun was hours away from rising. But the darkness of night was no concern to me. The blue color lining the top of my wings, plus the orange […]
The Legend of Shlavo: A Duty to Love.
“So the plan is, we will take you to Caldea. There you will set out on foot. Now, when this fortress comes in sight,” Mr. Nohj pointed at the map to a picture of a large white castle. “then you must head to those woods and take your invisibility potion.” He directed my attention to another […]
The Legend of Shlavo: An Untrained Warrior
After last week’s post . . . The sun, scorching hot, was burning down on the land as it often loved to do. Everyone was irritable and grouchy because of it. Still, it laughed at the misery of fifty, poor farmers dragging bucket after bucket to their rice fields. Though it rained every two days, keeping […]
The Legend of Shlavo: The Beginning
Pink wings, actually magenta wings, they’re a darker pink-red than normal. Blue threads of color tip the tops of my wings and yellow paths texture the magenta coloring. The bottom of my wings are tipped with orange. Long brown hair. Just brown, waist length hair with curls clear at the end. Freckles, brown eyes, a big […]