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username. Diamond Sapphire | kal name. Javor | kal gender. Male

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[idyll]

username: Alonzo


Brandr
A Norse name meaning "Firebrand"

An impulsive viking boy who can't take 'no' for an answer




A strong warrior in the body and the head, Brandr felt unstoppable. His axe was like lightning, catching the light of the pale moon as it cracked back and forth, making its mark with every swing. His breath hissed between his parted teeth, billowing sharply along either side of his face like screaming wisps of storm cloud. His feet pounded the frosty earth like swift aftershocks.

His confidence was bursting, volcanic even, his heart hammering against his ribs. One target, and then the next. He was strong. Godlike. He couldn’t be stopped.

His fantasies had him surrounded by enemies, left and right and front and back, and they wanted nothing more than to strike him down. But Brandr’s blood was pumping faster than a stallion, his adrenaline unmatched in its speed. He was a storm, and he was doing the striking.


Down, let's take it down! Raise up the heads on a stake!
We will show no mercy on evolution's mistake.


In such a rush of adrenaline, he got caught up in his head, and his head smashed into one of the ‘enemies’ he was facing.

Bark splintered in his face, and he staggered backward from his opponent, blinking the pine needles from his eyes and swiping them out of his hair.

Trees were not very good at getting out of his way.


Change will have to wait, if we can't decide on a fate.
Self appointed profits, and a doomsday charade.


Gritting his teeth, Brandr sat heavily in front of the tree, and glared. That was certainly not how things were supposed to go. He was a strong, unstoppable fighter! There was no way he should have missed that tree.

It must have moved there, he decided as he stood up with a huff. This absolutely had to be the only tree in the forest that could move, and it was playing with him. He snarled at the offending plant, lips peeling back over his dry teeth as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Hey! I don’t want any elves messing with me! Stop moving the trees, I was doing so awesome that time!”


You preach about love, and teach about fate.
But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate.


“Brandr, why are you shouting at a tree?”

Brandr snapped his head around, nearly falling onto his axe in surprise. Fitch was so silent on his feet that he hadn’t heard a whisper of anything signaling his approach. It was like the wind had carried him over.

“I was training! And this tree totally appeared in front of me!”

Fitch hummed, sitting down next to him and gazing up at the tree. “I’m surprised it didn’t run away, with all of the noise you were making.”

“Hey! I was doing awesome. And now some elf is messing with me or something.” He huffed again, pouting at the spot where his head had slammed.

Fitch had the audacity to laugh softly. “So you’re blaming your faults on an elf?”

Brandr shot to his feet, bristling. “What else could it be?”

Fitch didn’t meet his eyes. “Perhaps it was you, Brandr.”

“What?”

“Your strength is admirable. Determination and bravery, too. You were aptly named, I think… ‘firebrand.’”

“See?! So there’s no way—”

“You cannot hope to dance through life on the tips of your toes without taking any blame for your own faults.”

“My… faults?” Brandr paused.

“Everyone makes mistakes, no matter how brave or strong they are. If you are to be as good of a warrior as you hope, you need to stop being so proud. Some things are going to be your fault, and there’s nothing you can do to change that.”

“Fitch, I have to die honourably! I have to be strong and proud when I fight or I’ll never go to Valhalla!”

“Being honourable doesn’t mean being proud and self centred.”

Brandr spluttered at the insult, but his face burned with curiosity. “Well, what does it mean, then?”

Fitch’s eyes were full of the moon, making them glow a gentle silvery blue. “Being honourable means protecting what you love. Your family. Your homeland. You don’t have to win to be worthy of Valhalla.”

Slowly, Brandr sat back down. He was silent for a long while, pondering Fitch’s words, even as he let his axe fall to the frosted ground with a dull thud.

When he spoke again, his voice was small, tentative, a far cry from its previous volume.

“Do you think I can learn to do it? Be honourable, I mean… for real.”

Fitch smiled softly at him. “Anyone can. You just have to know what you’re fighting for.”

Determination flashing in his eyes, Brandr sat up a little straighter. “Then I’ll fight for my homeland! And my family!” He lowered his head a little, staring at his feet. “At least… I’ll do my best.”

Fitch gave an almost invisible nod. He stood, and started to walk away.

Brandr sprang to his feet, afraid he’d said something wrong. “H-hey! Where are you going?”

Fitch didn’t turn back. He simply paused momentarily, long enough to say one final thing:

“I’m proud of you, Brandr. You found humility.”



Crosses to burn
Axes to fall
Down on your knees you just don't look so tall
Crosses to bend
Crosses to burn
Down on your knees, you don't look so tall
Open your eyes and the empire falls


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Story features Fitch

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kal name Noah
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username Lies With Needs
kal name Keanu
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prompt: Once she was digging around her backyard, like any aspiring archaeologist would, when she found a fossil! She’s always dreamt of finding some species of her own, and she’d finally done it. <3 She immediately alerted her friend, yelling loudly for her to hear, being that she was in the front yard. “GET OVER HERE I FOUND A FOSSIL!” She’d yelled to her friend, grinning wildly. Her friend Happy examined the fossil, glancing back at her at times. “Keanu...” he started, face dropping. As soon as his face dropped, Keanu’s eyes started to tear up. “Y-yes?” She said sadly. “I’VE NEVER SEEN ANY OTHER FOSSIL LIKE THIS!” He yelled, hugging Keanu tight enough to pick her up. “OH MY GOD YOU JERK!” She giggled, lightly punching him in the arm.
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