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Waking upChapter 3: The life of a humanWaking up by leontinees
This time, when I woke up, I was in a poor pallet instead the open field. Eglaia was sitting right beside me, so noticed immediately. However, she didn't say anything, and instead looked at me quite sorrowfully.
- How are you feeling?
- ... Hot. Like my skin is burning.
- You don't have a fever, I checked - her voice sounded strangely soft - But is midday already, this hot is normal, like the cold at night. You'll get used to it. Also, you gave me such a scare! - she reproached me - I didn't believe a goddess could faint.
- I'm human now, and I will be for some time. You mortal beings are so weak...
- Who's the one that fainted? Certainly not me, the mortal being.
I couldn't talk back to that, she was so right. That annoyed me a little.
- Explain more about this, Eglaia - I demanded - I want to be warned about the things that could make me faint.
- Have you ever heard about please and thanks? - she snorted, but seemed relieved that I
Waking upChapter 2: Wind and sandWaking up by leontinees
My first memory of this mortal world was the sand. Also the wind, and the cold... but mostly the sand. Even before I opened my eyes, I could feel it. Sand under my mortal flesh, sand under my fingertips, sand caressing my skin in a way almost painful as the wind began to blow harder.
Later, it was a voice. A female, unknown voice, who seemed to call for me.
- Hey, wake up! - she said - Can you hear me? Are you alright?
I didn't respond, since I actually couldn't move. This new embodiment of mine felt strange, small... weak. I just wanted to lie there, in the soft sand, until my body would find its way to function and let me answer. It didn't seem to be happening anytime soon, though.
And then... then was the touch. A sudden, unexpected touch from another being on my shoulder, and I felt like exploding. Wild energy hit my limbs and made my blood run hot through my veins, heating my frozen figure and forcing me to breathe deeply, almost cough
Dark Link's Revenge (The Story Behind the Drawing)Link cautiously poked his head out from the little side door on the east wing of the castle and looked warily around the surrounding gardens. It was just less than an hour until sunset on a chill autumn afternoon and he had just spent a considerable amount of time an energy dodging the castle guards whilst lugging around a heavy burlap sack in order to complete his objective; a mission he felt he should be under no obligation to complete in the first place!Dark Link's Revenge (The Story Behind the Drawing) by carrie-j
“Well it’s about time” came the snide greeting of a lone figure clothed in black that was standing underneath a solitary tree on the embankment.
Link sneered and rolled his eyes a bit as he emerged from the doorway and threw the sack towards the figure.
“What is it with you and lurking behind trees?”
“I wouldn’t have to lurk behind trees if it wasn’t for that harpy in there! ” the shadow bit back, before reaching inside the bag and pulling out a pack of cookies and a cream cake a
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