Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[cass.]

@Marian; you are a very talented writer! I loved it, and the pets were gorgeous <333 [although I must confess, when I first read it I was singing it mentally in my head, as if they were the lyrics of a song ^^;

so come on courage, teach me to be shy ~

[Marian5390]

Thank you so much! o3o

Actually; I originally intended it to be a song! I'm so happy you saw it as a song!
I thought, for some reason, that it would be weird if I called it a song, so I'm really, really happy! c:

[Zeee]

@Marian; you are a very talented writer! I loved it, and the pets were gorgeous <333 [although I must confess, when I first read it I was singing it mentally in my head, as if they were the lyrics of a song ^^;

so come on courage, teach me to be shy ~

Dear Banjo,

You are going to write more for this whether you like it or not, you amazing, talented person. XD

Sincerely, Your secret story admirer. XD

[Dr. Paine]

The Messenger & The Lighthouse Keeper
At the end of the river
the sundown beams
All the relics of a life long lived
Here weary traveler
Rest your wand
Sleep the journey from your eyes
Part 1
Part 2

(OHEY I'm actually updating this.)

The girl slept off and on for the next few days, never saying a word the entire time. Eustace could do nothing but observe. He observed, even though the fever had gone and her sickness began to fade, her sleep was always fitful, and she awoke sore and in a sour mood most mornings. When she was awake, though, she was often frighteningly still, her entire body motionless save for her pale, darting eyes that showed an almost alarming sharpness now that she was no longer consumed by fever. Still, that was about it- she sat near the fireplace and did little else, and Eustace was content to let her remain. She wasn't disturbing anything, and she had clearly been terrified, likely she was running for her life. Who was he to just throw her out?

Some things set him wondering, though. Her movements, few though they were, were always short and swift, punctuated with quick glances around the room, as if to ensure nothing was amiss. She always had that cloak wrapped around her, as tight as she could pull it, and she always seemed to huddle up close to herself whenever she sat. And, though he had yet to get a clear enough look, Eustace could swear there was something around her neck, mostly hidden underneath the cloak and her long, tangled hair.
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On the fourth day, as the sun rose over the snowy coast, Eustace made his way down from the light, now extinguished for the time being. The sky was gray but not foggy, nor did there seem to be any immediate threat of a snowstorm massive enough to require the lighthouse's aid. Eustace was looking forward to getting some sleep, but what he saw in the living area drove all thoughts of that from his mind. Rather, really, it was what he didn't see- the girl was nowhere to be found, and the door was wide open.

Without a second thought, Eustace ran outside, looking around for any sign of... anything. Soldiers, a struggle, a note. He soon found a series of footprints, leading right on down to the shore. And sure enough, there stood the girl, still in her uniform and cloak, staring out at the churning sea. As he moved closer, Eustace could see her shivering from the cold wind, and... tears?

She did not turn to him as he approached, didn't acknowledge his presence in any way. She simply stared out at the sea, until a distinct knocking and whistling sound caused both of them to look up to the sky. There above them flew a few albatrosses, chattering as they rode the wind. Eustace paid them little mind, but the girl watched them until they disappeared beyond the horizon.

With that, she dropped to her knees, her shoulders heaving as she sobbed quietly into the black cloak. And Eustace saw, for a brief moment as the cloak was moved, the silvery-white band wrapped around her neck and the way it pressed tight against her skin. He knelt beside her, gently laying his hands on her shoulders, trying to decide how best to even attempt comforting her, if she didn't push him away first. She didn't do that, at least- she didn't really react, but neither did she reject him. They sat in that half-embrace for several moments, until the wind picked up again. For the first time in four days, the girl spoke.

"Please... inside..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Eustace nodded, helping her to her (bare, he noted) feet and leading her back inside. There, he got the fire going and sat with her. She'd stopped crying, which... that had to be a good sign, right? He stared into the fire, trying to make sense of things, when she decided to speak again.

"Thank... thank you," she said.

"Ah... yeah. You're welcome, it's no problem," Eustace said with a slight shrug, turning his gaze to her. She still looked miserable, weary, as if she were about to collapse at any moment.

"I have never seen such kindness before. Not here," the girl continued.

"Wai- what exactly is that supposed to mean?" Eustace asked, drawing slightly back, completely perplexed by that statement.

"You cannot- no..." she murmured, shaking her head. "I am not from here," she added, drawing her knees to her chest and resting her chin on them. "I have been in these lands for ten years, but I was not born here."

"I see," Eustace said, though he was only just beginning to understand it. True, he'd been a bit struck by her looks, she was taller and slimmer than most women he'd ever seen, and he was beginning to notice a faint lilt to her voice, some odd ways words came from her, likely an accent of... wherever she'd come from.

"Well... war is hell. Probably, people have just been too busy to really do much, I'm sure there've been some nice ones in the past," he said with a smile. He was met only with a scowl.

"Never," the girl hissed. "I have known no kindness since your kind first set foot on our shores. They steal us, collar us and force us to fight their war. They burn our homes, kill those too old or too feeble to properly serve their needs!" Her voice rose and she gripped tightly at her own arms, her nails digging deeply into her skin.

"They... who does this?!" Eustace exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"

" 'They' are your soldiers. Men and women of the mainland. They think they are superior to us..." she trailed off, breathing heavily and wearing a glaring expression now.

"I... why?" Eustace asked. "We're all people, no one-" He was cut off by her speaking again, her voice as bitter and cold as the wind that howled outside.

"I am not a person. My kind are not people. We sylphs are born as birds, so we are nothing but animals, beasts to be captured and forced to conquer lands we never even knew existed."

(So I'm going in a totally different direction than originally intended, but since this direction actually has really deep grounding in old ideas of mine, it should go better ^^ Some questions for general future improvement:

Is the writing style engaging enough? Does it keep you reading? Is the pacing too slow, too fast, or going fairly well? Does this latest part mesh well with the others, or are there some glaring errors? And are the characters interesting, or is there anything readers feel they might be lacking?)

[Never & Rush]

I think your story is intriguing, and you did a fantastic job integrating the last part. I'm horrible at making transitions like that so I applaud you. xD I love your writing style, and I'd love to see more of this story. C:

[Dr. Paine]

I think your story is intriguing, and you did a fantastic job integrating the last part. I'm horrible at making transitions like that so I applaud you. xD I love your writing style, and I'd love to see more of this story. C:

Thanks I've suddenly had to add in a whole bunch of new information/direction for this, so I was really afraid of it just not flowing well after... what, about a month or so of inactivity and being tinkered with xD Glad it seemed to work, and there will certainly be more ^^

[Estella Noire]

"We gotta make it work" ♥

hehe :3 Newest pairing.

[. Delirium .]

"We gotta make it work" ♥

hehe :3 Newest pairing.

These are adorable together

[the timey thing]

Father Terak-------------Mother Teraca
Which came out with.....

Serain, The blind kid...

"Mom, Dad, why can't I be normal? I mean, everyone hates me... I feel so alone. Why are you ignoring me?! Mom?! Dad?!"

Alright~

I walk down the ally, the normal way I walk home from school. I didn't want to be seen is why and specially with my blindfold on. Slowly, but surely I made it to my house, struggling to get in. Then, my mother's sweet voice came to my ears. "Sweety, can you go and get your father? He is out in the garden planting some Peppers." I simply nod, knowing not to defy my mother. Squirming out the door, I tried my best to scent were dad was. I had ran into a tree or two until I found him.

"Dad, mom wants you." I say, my voice soft as silk. His ears twitched before he got up, picking me up with him. A growled a bit, but relaxed when he set me down on the ground, but his voice had an edge as he talked, "Dear.... We are..." He couldn't finished, but mom finished without any sorrow. "Getting rid of you." I couldn't believe it. Tears streamed down my face were my blindfold had gotten to full and I ran out, crying.

I then began to say to myself, "I am worthless.... Someone you could call that had no emotions. But did I? I'm not stupid, but why am I called that? I can't seem to open my eyes, for all I see is Darkness. Maybe life is no more then a simple void, wanting to engulf you with death and sorrow. But how come people say they love me? I don't understand, please help me... Or do you think I'm stupid, worthless, and heartless? Maybe I should leave, leave this place and never come back. But what if I get hurt? What would I do then? Please, help me! I need you!"

More? Sorry, I hope no one minds my repost~

[Estella Noire]

"We gotta make it work" ♥

hehe :3 Newest pairing.

These are adorable together

Thank you :3