Lewd Forest Misadventures (Pt.1)
Serule and syndel trek into the woods to make some quick cash. i'm sure it will be as simple as that. ft. fellow avian adventurer syndel he wrote part 2 here!
Lewd Forest Misadventures (Pt.2)
syndel winced as a twig snapped underneath his talons.
Lewd Forest Misadventures (pt.3)
syndel lurched forwards and serule turned and ran. as he picked up pace, so too did syndel, his claws clacking on the ground.
The Wolf That Danced
"...i'm syndel," the avian said, simply. "call me fuzzbutt, burd." the wolf replied simply, rakishly raising an eyebrow.
Beneath the Mistlebells 8
_A grain of sand glistens in the moonlight of an empty beach._ "_Pan out,"_ _The beach nestles undisturbed, in some uninhabited stretch of rough and worn coastline, surrounded by the untamed jungle._ "_Pan out,"_ _The jungle spans much of the...
Beneath the Mistlebells 7
_She called them dark spaces. They weren't known by that name by everyone, but everyone knew what they were. They were the places that people retreated to when they were overwhelmed, and stressed and no longer knew where to go. They were bestial,...
Beneath the Mistlebells 6
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Beneath the Mistlebells 5
_It started as a dream. A slow, numbing sensation that crept through her mind, like the whispering, fleeting sensation of an idea which hung on the edge of consciousness. It was the tip of her tongue and the edge of her eye. In time, it grew to...
Beneath the Mistlebells 4
_She had left her coat on the hook by the door, and as the evening wound on her shirt and trousers found new homes on the armrests of a chair and the landing floor. Her heart was outside, beating as it hung from the gate, swinging in the wind. Snow...
Beneath the Mistlebells 3
_Every night he would slip slowly into bed, waiting for the welcome oblivion of sleep, and every night without fail he would sense with intense certainty the impossible truth._ _He lay with his back exposed, and as he relaxed, they emerged from...
Beneath the Mistlebells 2
_The wolf stalked her dreams, and found her in her mountains, in her valleys and her spaces. He hounded her from dusk until dawn, always looming from a distance._ "_Will you ever leave me alone?" she asked, hiding her head in her hands._ _He shook...
Beneath the Mistlebells 1
_The stars said to the sky, "I think I love you."_ _The sky said to the stars, "I hope you're wrong." There was no way the stars could see how empty the sky was, or be aware of the dark that filled every part of space between those dim pinpricks of...