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Dark PrisonThe four walls created a deepening darkness when the sun disappeared below the few miniscule windows that adorned it. It was like a fog, slowly crawling over my body and my mind as it dove forward. I felt as if it were seeping under my skin. There was a large crash, a mysterious object slowly falling through the window then down to the cobblestones beneath my feet. I tread, but lightly, as I moved forward through the night. I was kept from flight by yet another wall just below the only light which existed upon it.
The package that had fallen was a small book, leather bound and tightly locked with what seemed to be an impenetrable spell and I was at a loss. Was I to open it? How would I? And as if my thoughts had been answered, I came to find the key dangling around my neck on a black chain and when I opened the lock easily with it I was not happy, I was in anguish. The fear swelled through my intestines and then up my chest to my mouth, I could hear myself scream; the pain had to be le
Dragon Age II - Fanfiction
Arrival At Kirkwall
The city was foreboding at best. It pushed anyone away just by the look of its high gray walls, especially those who were not courageous enough to venture inside for a look. Not the people who had abandoned Ferelden, though; these people who now arrived on frigates would not be leaving for a long while; perhaps they would have no-where to stay, they would sleep in the streets, but it was better than dying to the threat of darkspawn across the sea in their homeland. None of them had any place to go but the large, chained city that sat in the middle of the Free-marches, a city which was turning them away and allowing no one clearance into low-town.
To describe the way she leaped from the boat and walked into the gates would involve three words: devotion, determination, and strength.
Neither she, nor her sister, were of Kirkwall, and by the looks upon the guards faces it was already a well-known fact. One of the sisters, tall and broad-shoul
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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