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Alexander the Just - Chapter 15 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 15

The stone felt smooth beneath Alexander’s fingertips, despite its obvious age. No pits or cracks marred the carvings that covered every inch of the wall. He rubbed his thumb over an intricate two inches depicting a man standing on a mountaintop. A long cloak whipped wildly behind him as he gazed over the world, frozen in time. “Kit carved this?” “He made all of this,” Marie answered, gesturing to the stonework that covered the clearing. “He was a master mason in life, until he was burned for being a witch. He continued his work after death for a time, always challenging

Alexander the Just - Chapter 14 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 14

Alexander pushed the shaft aside with his left arm and moved in to bury his dagger in the man’s throat with his right. The farmer collapsed, his faded brown shirt fading further as the ectoplasm returned to his natural state. Who brings a pitchfork to a knife fight? Alexander thought, looking down at the now-unrecognizable lump that was oozing down to join the lake of ectoplasm that ringed the fire. Especially when you get to custom-make your weapons. Alexander had lost count of how many ghosts he had killed. Luckily, Kit had been right–most of them weren’t fighters. They were all fighting now, though. Fighting for th

Alexander the Just - Chapter 13 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 13

Those burning blue eyes studies each of them in turn, ignoring the fire that was starting to crackle behind Sir Wilfred. His face cast in shadow, it was difficult to tell what he was thinking. This is the guy that was missing from the trial, Alexander remembered. The executioner or whatever. The spirit certainly seemed to fit the part, with his black attire and anonymous face. The long, wide sword strapped to his back completed the image. It’s almost bigger than he is, and he ain’t a small guy, either, Alexander thought. Overall, Kit made an intimidating impression. He studied Alexander last and longest. “This is th

Alexander the Just - Chapter 12 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 12

Alexander jolted awake when the sun shining through the nonexistent ceiling fell full onto his face. The windowless room with its doorless threshold looked no more welcoming in daylight, and he had no trouble remembering the events of the night before. He found White sitting back against the wall in the same position she’d been in when she had suggested that he try to get some sleep. She was hardly glowing at all any more, and in the glaring sunlight she almost looked like a normal person. Only her green eyes, flashing with anger, betrayed her ethereal nature. After they had been confined to the cell the night before he’d ask

Alexander the Just - Chapter 11 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 11

The march through the forest was a dull blur for Alexander. Running on little sleep, he just couldn’t cope with the existence of ghosts, or the eminent danger he was in. So he ignored the fear that had settled deep in his mind, and followed his captors in a daze. He had no idea what direction they were taking him, nor even how long they had been walking. Eventually the two men who had been dragging him threw him to the ground. A sharp pain in his knee as it struck a rock brought his mind back into focus. He pushed himself up off the soft grass, but froze when he noticed his surroundings. They were in a large clearing, large enoug

Alexander the Just - Chapter 10 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 10

Before the two ethereal companions could take a second step, a flash of white–glowing brighter than either of the ghosts–streaked in from behind them and struck Grandmother in the back. The grim old lady grimaced for a moment as though in pain. Then she exploded. Alexander was splattered with ghostly flesh and blood, and a few pieces of luminescent fabric. Then the white flash grabbed Grandmother’s dagger from the ground and slashed Blur-face’s throat. The frat boy’s blue eyes widened from within that shadow as he fell to the ground at Alexander’s feet, motionless. The whole thing took no longer than

Alexander the Just - Chapter 9 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 9

Alexander lay at the far end of the dark cave, unable to sleep. He was wrapped up in a thin blanket that Sir Wilfred had pulled from his horse’s saddle, his back pressed up against the rough wall as far from the branch-lined entrance as he could get. He stared towards the miniature orchard over the dull glow of dying embers. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to relax, but it was no use–the suspense of wondering what might be out in the forest had him wide awake. At a sudden, loud noise his eyes snapped open again, but he realized that it was just Wilfred snoring. The knight’d had no trouble falling aslee

Alexander the Just - Chapter 8 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 8

“So it is a witch’s house!” Alexander exclaimed, looking around the cave with a mixture of fear and awe. The rough walls and packed-dirt floor were much more reminiscent of Macbeth than Harry Potter, so he figured that she was probably one of those stereotypically evil witches. He wondered vaguely what kind of black magic these walls had contained. Sir Wilfred shook his head, however. “She was not a witch,” he said. “She was something different.” After waiting for a couple of seconds for the knight to continue, Alexander prompted him. “Well, what was she, then?” “Not yet,&rdq

Alexander the Just - Chapter 7 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 7

“So, what?” Alexander asked. “You rode through the land killing bandits with your uncle? Sounds like quite the family reunion.” “I can tell from your tone that you are not being serious. However, your sarcasm is ill-placed. Killing bandits was by no means enjoyable, but seeing the anarchy and lawlessness that had plagued the land for so long slowly fade away, and knowing that I played a large part in that process, gives me an undeniable sense of satisfaction. It was not a ‘reunion,’ though; Lord Oswald and I had never met before. My father had a falling out with his family before I was born, an

Alexander the Just - Chapter 6 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 6

The thunder rolled hollowly as Wilfred stared into the fire. There was an intent, far-away look to his eyes, as though he was watching some tragic scene play out in the great distance. Alexander leaned in closer to the flames, waiting for the knight to begin speaking, his damp clothing clinging heavily to his back and arms. Wilfred started talking in a low monotone, and Alexander strained to hear him over the crackling of the small fire. “It would take much too long to explain the deeply complex politics involved in this story, so I shall refrain from describing any but the most pivotal instances relating to the events that occurred

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Empyrean

Momma said to never marry an astronaut, they will always prefer the twinkling starlight to the light in your eyes. They'll only end up in ships that float aimlessly in zero gravity and you will not be there. Momma said to never marry an astronaut. You will stand firmly on the earth, clutching the ground and knowing they will always prefer the twinkling starlight. Planets will fracture and stars will collapse long before he recognizes he can travel to the light in your eyes.

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Eulogy for the Elegant Insult

ooo000ooo Eulogy for the Elegant Insult Ladies and Gentlemen, Dearest Readers: It is with deep sadness and regret that we announce the passing of the Elegant Insult. The Elegant Insult has been a prominent, although sometimes undervalued, figure in society for quite some time, wielding immense political and social influence at the height of its power. In its time, it has held the attention of kings and determined the outcome of wars. Although having no verifiable date of birth, the first recorded appearances of the Elegant Insult date back to ancient Greek times, visible in the works of the poet Homer in the 9th century BC and the fabul

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Pirate Moon

A bloody moon rose, hungry, through the mist to wash his crimson glow across the waves and froth the surging whitecaps with the kiss that sent ten thousand sailors to their graves. Beneath that vicious moon, a sail was set – as was the fate of some poor, hapless crew oblivious to the impending threat that drifted ever closer through the blue. The moon smiled sweetly, bathing naked steel, as cannon shuddered through the velvet night to rend the sodden trader, hull and keel and put an end to her frenetic flight. The captain's grin shone redder than his sword As he o'ersaw the booty brought aboard.

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J'AI VU TOMBER UN EMPIRE - I SAW THE FALL...

(English version below) J'ai vu tomber un Empire. À Marie. Cité désagrégée par les vents de la guerre Murs d'airain éventrés Coeurs froissés à la peine un espoir comme cendres Par-delà les tertres froids Dialogue d'un être et d'un néant Soi contre moi Te bercer dans les bribes balbutiées Fils d'argent d'un discours sur l'or de ton coeur lourd La feinte d

The Siren by QuiEstInLiteris, literature

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The Siren

There was a dead body on Sandie's back porch, and it was trying to get in. She wrung the coffee out of the front of her shirt, made damn sure that all of her doors and windows were locked, and called Mike. "Mike." "Yeah? Sandie? That you?" "You don't know anything about this, do you?" "About what?" "The zombie." "Come again?" "Mike, there's a zombie on my back porch. It's leaving smears on the glass door. Is it yours?" "I... Could you repeat that?" "Zombie, Mike. It's a dead body in a puddle of nasty, and it's leaving more nasty on my door. God, I can even smell it. This is one thorough job, man." She edged away from the door, keep

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Goodbye by GoneBatty385, literature

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Goodbye

"Goodbye," Jeff said. His laboured breathing was shallow and ragged. The blood had all been cleaned up, of course, but the mangled state of his visage was a constant reminder of what had happened. A deep gash ran along his forehead, and the bruises caused by his two black eyes took up half of his face. He raised his arm slightly off of his dead legs, then let it drop with a small whimper of pain. It hurt just to see him in this state; I could only imagine what he was feeling. I shuddered at the thought of losing one leg, let alone both of them. But I'm not sure if he even knew that they were missing; they had been cut off jus

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The Child

A cold wind whispers through the grove On this lonely winter's night. The full moon glows upon the snows With an eerie silver light. Some movement shows itself to me, Against the snowy glare; And if you did look carefully Into that forest, you might see The boy who frequents there. Now you may ask, as many do When they come upon this sight, 'Why is a child out in the wild, Against Nature's vicious might?' Fear not, my friend, for that poor soul; He cannot come to harm. You see, for him the bell did toll; His body rests in a deep hole. His is a ghostly charm. 'How did he die,' you quest

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 1 by GoneBatty385, literature

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Alexander the Just - Chapter 1

Alexander stood up and dusted himself off. He looked around, confused. At first glance, the woods surrounding the hard-packed dirt road were entirely unfamiliar to him. They certainly weren’t downtown Vancouver, anyways. At second glance, nothing had changed. He had no idea where he was. He pulled the i-Phone from the inner pocket of his suit-jacket and opened the GPS app, but there was no reception. Well, that’s just great, he thought to himself. He turned the phone off to save its battery power and stuck it back into his pocket. Then he noticed that his shoe was untied, and knelt down to tie it up. After the lace was s

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Jun 15, 2013

Variable Worlds

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Hello, O my followers. It has been a while, hasn't it. Sorry about that. I've been rather busy with life and such things, but I hope to have a larger (and by that I mean more active) presence here on dA in the near future. I may even begin to submit stuff again. Here's hoping... Anyways, I've got another conundrum for you. Or, well, not a conundrum, really. More a theory I would like to pose to you, to see what you think. It goes as follows: I believe that a person's reality is based upon perception. What looks blue to you might look green to me, and I would say that in my reality it is green, and in yours it is blue. Now, you might say som

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Dec 30, 2012

Questioning the Truth

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I have been pondering a thought, O my followers, and I did not know how to go about sharing it.  I have decided that a journal entry is probably my best approach.  These ideas are not fully formed yet, so please feel free to disagree with me or point out flaws in my logic. I have often been curious about the difference between lies and truth.  Is there really a difference?  Of course there is.  But what is it?  And what makes the truth better than a lie? First, I would like to consider the question, What is truth?  Well, truth is that which is true, that which is real.  Some truths are absolute, such as mathematical formulae (1 + 1 = 2 alwa

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Jul 27, 2012

Changes

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Greetings, O my followers. I know that keeping my journal updated is not exactly something I'm known for (as I arrogantly assume that I'm actually known for something) - actually, this is my first entry since joining dA 4 years ago - but I think the time has finally come. As you may have noticed, toska9 (https://www.deviantart.com/toska9) was kind enough to give me a 3-month premium membership.  Having never had one before, I'm not really sure what I'm doing with it, but I shall try to take full advantage of the situation. Thus, one of the first things I'm going to do is something that I've honestly wanted to do for a while now, but never had the opportunity - I'm going