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The Path of Destiny - The Blue Moon Ch 12.

Drama incoming  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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It was the same house from which flew the strange thing. And what was it? She looked toward Selim. Still lying on the ground. Probably he was unconscious. Next to him was a large metal bowl. It looked heavy and solidly. She hoped it didn´t break his legs. Then she turned her gaze to the strange shadow behind the house. Figure began to appear from the dark corners of the house and with a graceful step approached the motionless body. It was also werecat. Well, werecat lady. She had dark tabby fur that glistened in the sun. Her black hair hung to her shoulders. She stopped a few steps behind Selim. Bright green eyes studied him. As if it was an unknown creature that she had never seen before. After a moment she straightened and folded her hands on her hips.

„Well, well, little brother.“ she said finally. „Hope you didn´t get hurt?“ Her voice was pleasant, but the tone was literally dripping with sarcasm and superiority. Selim´s ears twitched. He lifted a little bit. In his head it was buzzing as in a hive. He supported himself by one hand and with the second he was rubbing the top of his head to dispel the pain that had throbbed sharply. He looked ahead. His sight was blurry and everything revolved around him.

´I guess I hit a rock.´ He felt, like to his hand, which he rubbed his head, clung warm blood. He slowly stood up and turned to the werecat lady that majestically towered over him. Compared to her Selim looked small and helpless. Selim wanted to straighten to equalize the height difference, but he was so out of the balance that he had to crouch down to avoid falling. He shook his head in an attempt to correct distortion of the senses. Later he found out that it was a mistake. He had seen even worse and surroundings rippled faster. Fortunately, he was so conscious that he could think rationally. He slowly looked around. He found nothing that would help him. His eyes settled on werecat lady in front of him. She stood still and watched Selim in amusement. He tried to focus on her but everything was still blurred. He couldn´t recognize her. The shape of the face, her features. Her voice was familiar, but he heard her only briefly. And because of the buzzing he didn´t catch a lot of it. All the thinking started to give him a headache. He turned his gaze to the ground. He needed a dull background, so he won´t wobble so much. In a corner of his eye he noticed a small beige spot a little bit on the left from the werecat lady. For a while he looked puzzled, but then he realized.

´This is my bundle, which I packed. I had to drop it. She probably hasn´t noticed. If I´ll be fast, I can pick it up before she did, and then disappear. I can handle it.´

But as soon as he made a step, his knees buckled and he fell to the ground.

„Shucks.” he cursed quietly. ´So that went wrong.´ An acerbic laugh split the air. Werecat lady walked slowly to the small bundle. Selim wanted to stop her, shout at her, get up and take his bundle. But nothing worked. His body didn´t want to listen. He tried to get up, when she stopped again in front of him.

´If I straighten, I´ll just fall. For now I have to stay down.´ He realized. So he stood at four. He straddles a little more to maintain better stability. When he looked up, she waved the bundle in front of his snout. Selim wanted to reach out and grab it from her, but as soon as he raised his hand, he staggered. So he quickly dropped it down to keep from falling.

´There has been enough of those falls.´ He said to himself. The werecat lady laughed again.

„You're really hilarious, Selim, I must admit. You'd be an excellent jester.“ These two sentences were enough. He knew with whom he was dealing. He forced himself to words.

„Give me that, Lal!“ He wanted to shout, but it was barely audible.

“Sorry, I didn´t hear it. Did you say something?“ she said innocently. He felt an incredible rage. On the humiliation he was used, it would not bother him. But why she goes so far to cripple him? He had also got hit from her, but it's never been so serious. He hadn´t done anything wrong, had he?

„Give me that, Lal!“ Now his voice was carried through the village.

„Come on. This is not how you talk with your sister.“ she said disappointedly.

Eunis startled covered her mouth. Arian was also taken aback. ´A sister? Seriously now she said she is his sister? So, why she is hurting him?´

Lal spoke again.

„If you really want it so much, come and get it.“ Selim knew he had no choice. He really needed his things and she knew it. Without maps he would get lost, without a compass he wouldn´t find the right direction. Carefully he straightened. When he stood firmly on the ground, he clenched his fists and prepared to fight. Again that her laughter.

„So you want to fight?“ she said in amusement. „You know you can´t hit a girl.“ she said gently, almost in maternal tone. When she saw that her words had no effect to him, she dropped the bundle on the ground and a came few steps closer. Her hands were loosely at your sides.

„Do as you think.“ she said softly.

Selim was terribly annoyed by her feeling of untouchability, that literally emanated from Lal. He wanted to grab that feeling from her. Scatter her that she would be surprised that she would be confused and don´t know what to do next. That he might be the one who has the upper hand. He extended his hand. He wanted to hit her with his fist. He almost succeeded, if hadn´t been so out of the balance. He was outweighed. He missed. She didn´t even need to dodge. She used the moment when he was bewildered and slapped him. She slashed him in the left side of his face. Selim stepped back, startled. He automatically covered his injured face. From beneath his fingers he felt warm blood.

´Shucks! He scolded himself. ´Shucks, shucks, shucks. You moron! Look to pull yourself together!´ Lal still stood there and stared at her red-colored claws. As if she hasn´t seen the blood before. On her face was created a spiteful smile.

„See? I told you this is not how you talk to your sister.” she said in a surprisingly deep and calm voice. „I guess I'll have to give a lesson in manners.”

Selim began to slowly back away. Startled, he looked at her, his hand still covering wounds. He didn´t like it. Not at all, he didn´t like it. He had a bad feeling.

´This won´t end well. I gotta get out, and fast.´ He turned around and wanted to run, but his legs were trembling. Before he knew it, he was lying on his stomach and on his shoulders he felt her weight. She sat on his back and hesitates what she would do with him. Selim, meanwhile, tried to figure out a way to get out of it. Until she sat on him, he couldn´t really move. He must force her to stand. But how? He tried to rewind to the side. Maybe he would manage to throw her off. It was a futile effort. Lal completely pinned him to the ground and Selim was already exhausted. He felt his hands shaking. The surroundings were no longer revolving, but it was still blurry. Suddenly, a dull ache went through his head. Lal hit him in the back of the head. And then again. And again. Selim heavily clenched his teeth to keep from screaming. He won´t make her the joy to hear him scream. At least this not. The surroundings before his eyes began to darken. Pounding has stopped. Lal stopped. She slowly stood up. Selim could finally breathe properly. Sharply she turned him and nearly took his breath away. She grabbed him by the collar of his vest and held him in front of her eyes.

„So. Now you hopefully learned how to behave towards older siblings. Brother.“ she added virulently. Selim didn´t perceive. He knew that she was saying something, but he didn´t understand her. He was tired and wanted to sleep. Lal's grip loosened and Selim slumped to the ground. Last time she looked at him, then turned and walked away.

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The Path of Destiny - The Blue Moon Ch 7.

Hi guys. It´s me again :-P Hope you enjoyed the previous part. I know it was bit short, but don´t worry :-) I´ll try to make this one longer.

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When Eunis properly fixed his arm, he tried to stand, but his stiff legs buckled. Arian gave Eunis Karmisha.

“Hold her. I'll help him get up.” he buttressed blacksmith. Although Sankore was pretty heavy, Arian didn´t have to put a great effort to it.

“What was the poem which you said earlier? It sounded very nice.” she asked. Sankore laughed.

“It wasn´t just an ordinary poem. It was a prayer. To Mykénai so we would be safe again and could rejoice.” they walked slowly into the middle of the village. Several elves have returned from the forest. They stood in a huddle before the house of their headman. Perhaps they wanted to report the damage. Among them was also the blacksmith´s woman. As soon as she saw them, she threw her arms around Sankore´s neck, nearly knocking him over. She thanked the pair and took her husband aside. A moment later the headman appeared in the doorway. He was dressed in the traditional robe. He looked worried and tired eyes scanned the small crowd. He raised his hands to establish calmness. Everyone quieted.

“Are there any elves in the forest?” he asked. He had a hoarse voice.

“Our patrols are still searching for them.” said one elf. “If there is still someone they will find them and bring them to the village.” The headman nodded.

“Many brave elves were dragged into captivity. Despite this sad event we have to finish the celebration of the Blue moon.” A commotion occurred. There were various protests.

“Calm down, please.” he shouted in a loud voice. “I know it is hard for some of you, but we have no choice. If the ritual does not take place we will be vulnerable. Days like this could happen again.”

“And who actually attacked us? “a voice came from the crowd.

“It is not known yet. We do not know the assailants, which direction they came, nor why they came here. What is certain is that they have no mercy. They're bloodthirsty creatures who are versed in their skills. If we do not want them to meet again, we will have to start the celebration. Until the arrival of the Blue moon remained only few days. Sankore, take a couple of elves and put into repairs. Paran, you and the other healers treat the wounded. Dastan, find out who is missing. And the rest of you continue the preparations for the celebration.” he ordered and returned to the house.

The crowd broke up into groups that began to work hard. Eunis joined healers and Arian helped with repairs. The village was flooded in the soft orange light of flaming torches. Darkness fell at the forest. The sky was clear and the landscape was lit by crescent moon. It wasn´t until late in the night, when all tiredly lay down. Some elves were already able to return to newly built homes, but most had to have recourse to his friends. Eunis stood in front of her house. Some walls have been already repaired, but to stay there was still impossible. She didn´t have any friends or family members, to which she might hide. Vainly she looked around, that she might catch a glimpse of Erin. She is friend with everyone and she would certainly find someone to stay with. But she was nowhere to be found. Suddenly she saw Arian coming. She waved to him. He waved back and walked faster.

“How is Karmisha?” she asked as already he stood next to her.

“More than good.” his face lit up happily. “She sleeps in my home and it seems that she's all right.” “I'm so glad. I guess it was just twisted.” she said. Arian grinned, but when his gaze fell upon a destroyed house, his face grew sad.

“Perhaps now you have nowhere to live, right? Your house was probably in the path of the unknown invaders. Fortunately, I live on the other edge of the village, so the house wasn´t destroyed. So I want to ask you if you want to maybe sleep out with me.”

“That would be nice. Thank you.” she smiled.

Then they turned and headed for the Arian´s house. It was really in a remote part. There wasn´t much houses, but they were slightly larger and even nicer than in the village center. Arian's house was perhaps the largest. It had stone walls and a thatched roof. Lots of small windows were regularly stationed. It seemed that it even has two floors. Beside the house was a small garden with different plants. Above the door hung a small bell. Eunis looked over it. It was made of a dark iron, almost black. Probably it was poured into the mold, because she noticed a thin seam on the side of the bell. Edge was nicely decorated with engraved ornaments. Different waves and spirals form a regular line. Inside was hanging mallet, possibly from the same material. Bell slightly hung over the door, so when Arian opened the door, the bell rang powerfully.

“It's a little insurance.” he explained. “When someone tries to reach us, we´ll hear it. Moreover, the bell is black, so in the dark no one would notice. Welcome to our home.” he gestured her to enter.

The housing was very nicely decorated. It felt comfortable, but also airy. On the right was a large kitchen, next to which was rectangular oak table with four chairs. It seemed very nice. At the second wall there was a large library and a wicker rocking chair. On the walls were fastened a few paintings with landscapes. The house had really two floors. Instead of a wall, which should be opposite the door, a spiral wooden staircase soar. It probably led to the bedrooms. Stairs were directed to the right side. Behind them there was hiding a living room. It wasn´t much to see nevertheless Eunis saw a large fireplace and a cornice full of candlesticks and vases. In some were flowers. From the fireplace embers still gleamed gently illuminating the room.

“You have it really nice here.” she said appreciatively.

“I'm glad you like it here.”

“Good thing that the invaders missed it. It would be a shame if they demolished it. What they were looking for?”

“I'll tell you why they were here.” said a voice behind them. They turned in shock. At the door was a young elf. Could be a little older than Arian.

„I'll never understand how you can come without ever rang the bell.” said Arian. Elf had not been paying the slightest attention to him. He looked only at Eunis. His green eyes glared Eunis straight in the eye.

“You know, why come here?” he asked. Eunis shook her head. She was afraid of him.

“I'll tell you. They came because of you.” he pointed a finger at her.

“Me?” she asked in a shaky voice.

“The whole village is turned upside down because they wanted you.” the elf said with cold and accusatory tone. “You have something they want and they'll take it no matter what it costs.”

“But I don´t have anything!” she shouted. “I didn´t take anything from them. I don´t even know them.”

“But they do know you.” he held a crumpled piece of paper before her eyes. Eunis stared at him with her mouth open. It was drawn her portrait. Although there was a small, but it was her.

“They're looking for you.” he said quietly. Arian, who just watched in astonishment until now, snatched the paper from his hand.

“What are you talking about? Where'd you get it?”

“I took it from one of them when he was not looking.” he replied tersely. Arian looked at the Eunis. She still stood there and looked mindlessly ahead.

“You okay?” Arian asked. Eunis was about to respond, but before she could say anything, her knees gave way and she fell unconscious to the ground. Arian immediately knelt beside her.

“Eunis? Hello. Can you hear me? Wake up.” he shook with her. Eunis still lay limply on the ground.

“Thus really did pretty well.” he snapped to the other elf. He shrugged.

“Is it true? It is. Someone had to tell her.”

“At least help me to take her to your room, you truthful.”

The elf rolled his eyes, but then he helped him carry Eunis into one of the rooms on the second floor.

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OOOOOH! A new mysterious elf appeared.... What is his part?

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Joy Fielding: See Jane run

One of my first good books I read was this one. I borrowed this book from my mom, becouse Joy is her favourite author.

Joy Fielding was born 18.3. 1945 in Toronto. She writes novels and also work as actress. She is married and has two daughters.

If you like little drama with hint of krimi, this kind of story is for you. One young lady realizes that she is in unknown part of city and she don´t know how she get there. But that´s not all. She don´t now anythyng. How old she is, where she lives, members of her family if she even has it. Just one thing. Her name. Her name is Jane. After few hours of confusion she is brought to police station where is some strange man waiting for her. He called himself as her husband. She has a doughter with him. But why? Why she forgets? 

After some time passes some faded shattered memories wants to come back. But those stupid pills make it so hard to remember. She decidet to stop taking them. More and more things are coming back to her. Then, she realizes...

I won´t spoil you whole story here. If you want to know, go to the library or book store and get this book. I also read more of her books and I must say, that everytime I got incredibly excitet about it. I would say, that her story lines are perfectly calculated and in the end surprise always wait.

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every writing tip article and their mother: dont ever use adverbs ever!

me, shoveling more adverbs onto the page because i do what i want: just you fucking try and stop me

Encanto short comic

Part 1 | Part 2

I hope you enjoy this short comic, of course it is me so prepare for the angst.

You can see the full wip and posts on my patreon before the public get it. it would be very helpful if you could help support me.

Never played Uno before, but now I know I have to...

The production value here is off the charts but this is also literally just what it feels like to play Uno.

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OK, one more

I couldn’t sleep very well last night and so I decided to go through the comic again, because there is always something new to discover. And I found something I haven’t thought about before.

On the Market, RGB asked Watcher for a service and the owl looked at his hand as a payment. He just RIPPED his hand clean off. Why didn’t he offer just the glove? He fed the owl buttons from his jacked after, so I think just the glove would be also sufficient.

And I then thought that maybe the gloves alone worked as his hands, but he CAN take of his gloves. Earlier in the comic, he asked Madras for new pair after their encounter with Fears.

There is also something I noticed during their staying at Cell’s. He got his hand replaced with rabbit foot. And the paw changed into his hand, along with his glove. And during the change he doesn’s say the ‘magic words’. It makes me really question about how his body works and his position in the story/world.

Hero is surprised by the change and he mumbles: “Or, rather I did not...”

What the hell did he meant by that?

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C’mon guys... I need some distraction from all the studiyng... and if you have your own question, you can ask it too... I don’t bite :D

Unusual Asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? 

is your room messy or clean?

what color are your eyes?

do you like your name? why?

what is your relationship status? 

describe your personality in 3 words or less

what color hair do you have?

what kind of car do you drive? color?

where do you shop?

how would you describe your style?

favorite social media account

what size bed do you have? 

any siblings?

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

favorite snapchat filter? 

favorite makeup brand(s)

how many times a week do you shower?

favorite tv show?

shoe size?

how tall are you?

sandals or sneakers? 

do you go to the gym? 

describe your dream date

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

what color socks are you wearing? 

how many pillows do you sleep with?

do you have a job? what do you do? 

how many friends do you have? 

whats the worst thing you have ever done? 

whats your favorite candle scent? 

3 favorite boy names

3 favorite girl names

favorite actor? 

favorite actress? 

who is your celebrity crush?

favorite movie? 

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? 

money or brains? 

do you have a nickname? what is it? 

how many times have you been to the hospital?

top 10 favorite songs

do you take any medications daily? 

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

what is your biggest fear? 

how many kids do you want? 

whats your go to hair style?

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) 

who is your role model? 

what was the last compliment you received?

what was the last text you sent?

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

what is your dream car? 

opinion on smoking?

do you go to college? 

what is your dream job? 

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? 

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? 

do you have freckles? 

do you smile for pictures?

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 

have you ever peed in the woods? 

do you still watch cartoons? 

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Favorite dipping sauce? 

what do you wear to bed? 

have you ever won a spelling bee?

 what are your hobbies?

can you draw? 

do you play an instrument?

what was the last concert you saw? 

tea or coffee?

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

do you want to get married?

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

are you going to change your last name when you get married? 

what color looks best on you? 

do you miss anyone right now? 

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

do you believe in ghosts?

what is your biggest pet peeve? 

last person you called`

favorite ice cream flavor? 

regular oreos or golden oreos? 

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? 

what shirt are you wearing? 

what is your phone background?

are you outgoing or shy?

do you like it when people play with your hair?

do you like your neighbors? 

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

have you ever been high? 

have you ever been drunk? 

last thing you ate? 

favorite lyrics right now

summer or winter? 

day or night? 

dark, milk, or white chocolate? 

favorite month? 

what is your zodiac sign

 who was the last person you cried in front of?