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[IndigoDreams]

Pet's name: Sarceron ♥♥♥
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Pet's name: Sare
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In a small village full of beautiful butterfly dogs, an angelic like being used to come and visit. And every time he would visit,a small butterfly pup would come and listen the stranger's stories about other lands and flying far away. These stories made the butterfly pup sad because she knew no matter how much she wanted to leave she never would be able to because she hadn't formed a cocoon,and would stay a caterpillar puppy forever.A disgrace. The Angelic Stranger though saw more in the pup then others did. The pup had fire in their eyes a determination and the stranger admired that. One day the pup asked the angelic being "Can you fly me away somewhere,away from here?" Sare had nearly begged. Sarceron however simply shook his head. "Maybe later,you have so much to learn here. Be patient." Then Sarceron had flown away...


Not very good,might continue it.

[IgnoreThisAccount]

Aqua:Short, yet amazing

x
A boy [m]x Serenity[f]
Walking, walking down a street
With no one special to meet.

You look down on the wet ground
No one asked you if you were safe and sound

Then you look up and-FLASH!
Was that light just a dash?

You open your eyes slowly and steady
For that flash you weren't ready

In front of you there is a spirit
You are just staring at it

It said "My name is Serenity"
Her voice was like a melody

Her wings were powerul yet light
You are hugging your backpack tight

Serenity quickly grabs your hand
And moved her arm like a wand

She flies with you into the sky
And to your home you say goodbye

You think everything will be wrong
But Serenity's voice is like a song

Sorry, it's really bad...

Critique please?
Edit:

You feel free, yet stuck inside
You want to show, yet you want to hide

In the clouds you are now
How you got here-Seriously, how?

Another spirit, a million around you
You hide behind Serenity, in the middle you two

Then Serenity speaks up, she says "I'm in love"
Then in front of you there is a white butterfly dove-->

She speaks up and says "You may go"
Then Serenity turns around and starts to come and go

She's flashing and turning and she's hard to see
Who did that, you or me?

She then appears, but she's totally changed
It looked like beauty with normality she had exchanged

She takes your hand, and you flies down
"I am now your friend" she says, taking off a crown

She grabs her backpack and turns around
Then it's quiet, not a word, not a sound

... It's still terrible. By the way, here is the changed Serenity:

[aquamarine]

{{ U.nexpected situations }}



She arrived home from school with the house a mess and cardboard packing boxes scattered all over the floor.

"Daddy? What's going on?"

Her father appeared from around the corner looking worn, tired and incredibly sad.

"I"m sorry, honey, but we're leaving. We have to get out of here."

A chill went through her body.

"What ... what do you mean leaving?"

He shook his head; it was clear he didn't want to talk about it.

"You know, Kaylie. I don't have a job, you're supposed to be going to a high school next year that costs a huge load of money, and I can't pay for this house anymore. We're going back East to live with you're grandparents. Bottom line, I don't think we're coming back."

Kaylie could feel herself start to freak out. "What? But my friends, my school, my soccer team ... no Daddy we can't leave!"

Her father just rubbed his hands over his unshaven face and and stuck something in his mouth as he got back to packing.

Her blood ran cold. "Is that a cigarette? Are you SMOKING? Daddy, stop! Stop! What is wrong with you!"

She ran to him and was about to grab it out of his mouth when he slapped her hand away, his eyes cold with fury.

"Do NOT touch me. Go pack, Kaylie."

She looked into his eyes and felt tears welling up in hers. She flew to her room, slamming the door behind her and shutting out the rest of the world.

@Collie + Bur: Aww thank you <3 Yeah, it's happening to my sister's best friend right now. Both of us are devastated.

@Vera's Howl: Thank you, yeah LOL I know it's not very long, I'm better at short.

[brian emo]

What are these hideous creatures?

Disgusting

Invaders

so gross?

so cruel?

lol my starship reference fails .-.

[aquamarine]

@Marquee Moon: Wait no I actually LOVE them together ... I would kill to write a story for them. You should do write one! I'd love to read it <3

[quardie]

Part 1
Heaven sat beside her mother in her throne, with many boys surrounding her and saying lovey-dovey stuff to her. Blossom, Heaven's mother, signed new laws and taxes. Heaven got board of watching and hearing the boys, so she flew to her room, and closed the door. She sat on her plush bed, looking out the window over her kingdom. She suddenly saw a figure with wings in the distance. She got a closer look to see what it was. It was another wolf! She narrowed her eyes, and stared at it. The wolf seemed to be getting closer, and closer. She backed away from the window, and flew down the stairs to her Garden. She saw the wolf land on her window seal. She narrowed her eyes as the wolf looked around. "Princess," The wolf called out, his voice smoothe and handsome. Heaven saw that the stranger had a rose in his mouth. Oh great, another guy that loves me. Heaven thought, rolling her eyes. "Heaven, Love of my life, why must you ignore me..?" The male sighed, and left the rose on Heaven's window seal. He flew off into the sunset. Strange...I've never met a guy winged wolf. Heaven thought. She looked at the sunset, and saw the male still flying away. She flew to her window, and picked up the rose. She smiled, her eyes sparkling.

Part 2

Heaven padded to where she last saw the male with the rose in her mouth. She knew her admirer came every sunset, so she would wait for him there. She brushed out her fur, and put on her necklace. She smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Heaven padded to her window, and waited. She saw the winged male appear in the distance. She smiled as he got closer. He landed in her garden this time, right on the bridge. He had another rose in his mouth, and a golden cloak on him. Her eyes sparkled in the evening sun, and she flew down in front of him. "Princess Heaven!" The male exclaimed. "It's nice to see you," He murmured. "I'm Ash of Burning Cole, but call me Ash." He added. Heaven wrapped her tail around her paws neatly. "I heard you a day ago. You left the rose at my window, I saw you. I was here in my garden at the time." Heaven said. "Heh..I brought you another." He murmured, putting the rose in front of her. Heaven smiled, and put the rose behind her ear. "You look beautiful, by the way." Ash said. Heaven blushed. "Thank you," She smiled, licking him. Finally a guy that doesn't constantly say: "Will you go out with me?!" "My dear lady, will you come with me?" Ash asked respectfully. Heaven nodded, and Ash flew off into the sunset with Angel beside him. Her eyes sparkled, and the breeze flew through her fur as she flew gracefully beside Ash. Ash landed beside a beautiful waterfall. Heaven gasped at the beautiful sight. The waterfall was crystal clear and smooth, cherry blossoms sheltered the waterfall, creating a beautiful pink glow. Fireflies flew around, lighting up the dark. Ash had lit candles. "Oh Ash, this is so romantic." Heaven said gently, breathing in the sweet cherry blossom scent. Ash smiled, and flew to her. His nose touch hers. "I love you..." He whispered. "I love you too."

Part 3

Ash and Heaven howled beautiful songs together at night. They talked about their future together. Ash licked Heaven's beautiful face. "Will you be my mate?" Ash asked, putting a cherry blossom ring on her paw. Heaven's eyes widened. She looked up at Ash. She smiled, and licked his lips. "Of course." She replied. Ash held her paw, and kissed her on the lips as if he was human. Heaven smiled, and her wings spread out fully. Finally her life was perfect. Ash wrapped himself around Heaven, and covered her with his wings. Cherry blossom petals fell on them, and fireflies flickered around them. The soothing, calm running of the waterfall hummed them to sleep. Ash fell asleep, his wings covering them both.

Part 4

Ash woke up, the sun shining throw the cherry blossoms, creating a pink glow. "Beloved...Wake up," Ash yawned, taking his wings off of her. Ash licked the dirt out of her fur. Heaven's eyes slowly flickered open. "Here, I'll carry you home." Ash smiled, picking up Heaven by her scruff gently and flew her to her castle. Meanwhile, Blossom was getting worried. She sent out soldiers to find Heaven. They saw Ash carrying Heaven, and shot arrows at him. Ash dodged them all, and flew faster toward the castle. He landed in Heaven's room, and laid Heaven on her bed. Guards burst through the door of Heaven's room, and put chains around Ash's paws. Blossom walked in the room. "You kidnapped my daughter!" Blossom growled. Heaven stared at hole through her mother. "Mother--" Heaven tried to protest. "Have him arrested for kidnapping my daughter!" Blossom ordered the guards. "Mother, no!" Heaven yelled has Ash was taken to the dungeon. "I love him!" Heaven yelled again, flying to the guards and clawed their paws. Heaven sliced her claws through Ash's chains which made sparks fly. "Heaven!" Came the angry voice of her mother. "He kidnapped you, he should be taken away!" Blossom growled. "Mother, I agreed to let him take me away." Heaven growled. "Ash is my mate now," She said, narrowing her eyes at her mother. "Kill him, and you must kill me."

Part 5

A few days went by, and Ash had been released. Heaven and Ash peacefully walked through their garden. A wedding would be held soon. Heaven's mother and her royal assistants decorated the garden for their wedding. Heaven's wedding dress was a beautiful silver. Ash's tuxedo was a handsome black-and-white. Everyone from the kingdom was there. Ash and Heaven walked down the stone path to the alter. Blossom watched silently, with a smile on her face. The Priest read what was in a book. "Ash, take you Heaven, to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?" The priest asked. "I do." Ash replied. "Heaven, take you Ash to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?" The priest asked. "I do." Heaven replied. The priest nodded. "I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest said. Ash smiled, and kissed Heaven on the lips as if he was human. The kingdom cheered happily for their new king and queen.

[Selcouth]

I should be doing other things {like reading, or drawing, or replying to PMs and DA messages like a responsible user of the internet}, but I got distracted, so here, have a story. o3ob

Atlas [♂] .&&. The Lampade [♂]
There was once an angel named Atlas,
A protector of books and scrolls;
But the others said he was useless,
Since his chest was full of holes.

They ripped out his heart, his lungs and ribs,
So that he could never tell stories,
For stories were fibs,
Just with pretty words- that kind that spark worries.

But Atlas disagreed,
Protested and pleaded,
To write was his fate, his angelic creed,
But his creativity, his heart, was gone- and so he wrote maps, as they were much needed.

He traveled the realms of Æthere all over,
Drawing and scribbling away,
This made him a loner,
But that was okay.

When he had finished there,
All spaces accounted for, no cloud unturned,
He traveled to Tartaros- much to the nymphs' and angels' despair.
They called him a fool, a stupid boy, said he will get what he deserved;

But while mapping the surface of the underworld,
He got a bit delayed.
He saw a strange man, a male Lampade, who lay curled
At the roots of a pomegranate tree, asleep, clutching a darkened blade.

As Atlas crept closer,
He believed to see something dreadful;
The blade was stained red, as was its holder,
Either he was a murderer or in dire peril!

Atlas shook the Lampade's shoulder,
And the man blinked open his tired eyes, disturbed-
The angel was startled, the man's eyes seemed to smolder,
{Though he would learn this was quite normal in the underworld, it never stopped making him feel perturbed.}

"What," the Lampade growled, pushing himself up,
And the splatters of red traveled down his chin and chest;
Atlas pointed this out, and with a grin, the Lampade held up a golden cup,
He said he'd been draining pomegranates for their juice, and had laid down for a rest.

Atlas stuttered, blinked and blushed,
He felt like a fool, a bumbling fool!
He apologized to the man, took to the air, still flushed;
When he tried to dart off and hide, the Lampade laughed and caught his leg, and the angel quickly hushed.

"Don't worry, you're not the first to assume that.
"You've dropped most of your scrolls, anyway. Why not stay and drink- it's so rare to see an angel this far down."
If Atlas were honest- and of course he was- he was rather afraid of this dark bat;
But a rest did seem nice, as he'd been traveling for so long; so he tucked his wings away and simply wished he were back in town.

He was offered a pomegranate and, unthinking, bit into it-
He quickly wished he hadn't, remembering the single rule he'd been told;
"Anything drunk, swallowed or bit
Will bind you to the underworld, a contract that will never break its hold."

Atlas quickly spat out the seeds, wiped his tongue of the juice;
But it was all for naught, and the Lampade grinned madly-
"I honestly can't believe you fell for that," he said, tilting up the angel's head; "Don't worry, I'll keep you save from any abuse."
He clasp a golden band onto the angel's hand, who looked at him sadly.

"I- I will despise you, Lampade, and never serve you no matter what the price."
The angel met his captor's eyes and glared;
"I do not care what the consequences are, or whether your band holds me like a vice;
"You have no power over me. I am not scared."

The Lampade smirked at him, tugging on the golden cuff;
He placed a dusky hand over the angel's chest, where a hole had begun to close.
"I know you won't," said the nymph, "and I do not want you to. But these holes looked painful, empty and rough,
I want to heal them for you. And this," he poked at the scar, "is becoming your heart, and your ability to lie." And with that, he arose.

The Lampade walked away, and Atlas stared at his back, dumbfounded and shocked;
He placed his own hand over the scar, and felt a small heartbeat straining against the skin.
"You needed to be brave," said the Lampade, "and sometimes you need to lie to yourself before it becomes true. Your emotions are locked,
"And without ribs for protection, or lungs for padding, your heart is helpless. So follow me. I'm not asking you to sin,

"Just to gain a sense of... Humanity." His smile was sardonic.
Atlas fell into step beside him, still dazed and confused. He turned to the man and said,
"Why are you doing this? Trapping me down here, it's practically demonic."
He looked around them, at the cave and all its trappings; this was a place for the dead.

The Lampade scoffed, his handsome features screwing up in distaste,
He held the angel's wrist tightly, as if he were afraid of loosing him.
"I've seen angels like you before, heartless, soulless- I think it's a waste.
"It's demonic what they're doing to you there. And here, while grim,

"It's better than living your lives as walking shells."
He tugged him forward and into a floating marketplace,
Where they sat on a low wall, taking in the sights and smells;
'So this is my new life,' thought the angel, as if in a dream; 'Perhaps... Here my talents won't be a waste.'

The angel took out a blank scroll, and wrote.
He wrote of the nymph and the pomegranates, of his capture and his heart;
Of the marketplace and the man who made his head float.
He compiled it into a poem, one you now read; and this, dear readers, is only the start.

A Lampade is an underworld nymph.
Yes, I know that all nymphs are supposed to be female. Hush. |D" Creative liberties were taken for storytelling purposes!

[Mystra]

Tatiana (Tanyusha) and Sebastian (Seb)

"We plan our lives according to a dream that came to us in our childhood, and we find that life alters our plans. And yet, at the end, from a rare height, we also see that our dream was our fate. It's just that providence had other ideas as to how we would get there. Destiny plans a different route, or turns the dream around, as if it were a riddle, and fulfills the dream in ways we couldn't have expected." ~ Ben Okri

I can't think of a story for them. If anyone else would like to write one they may.

[Vanilla Twilight.]

I should be doing other things {like reading, or drawing, or replying to PMs and DA messages like a responsible user of the internet}, but I got distracted, so here, have a story. o3ob

Atlas [♂] .&&. The Lampade [♂]
There was once an angel named Atlas,
A protector of books and scrolls;
But the others said he was useless,
Since his chest was full of holes.

They ripped out his heart, his lungs and ribs,
So that he could never tell stories,
For stories were fibs,
Just with pretty words- that kind that spark worries.

But Atlas disagreed,
Protested and pleaded,
To write was his fate, his angelic creed,
But his creativity, his heart, was gone- and so he wrote maps, as they were much needed.

He traveled the realms of Æthere all over,
Drawing and scribbling away,
This made him a loner,
But that was okay.

When he had finished there,
All spaces accounted for, no cloud unturned,
He traveled to Tartaros- much to the nymphs' and angels' despair.
They called him a fool, a stupid boy, said he will get what he deserved;

But while mapping the surface of the underworld,
He got a bit delayed.
He saw a strange man, a male Lampade, who lay curled
At the roots of a pomegranate tree, asleep, clutching a darkened blade.

As Atlas crept closer,
He believed to see something dreadful;
The blade was stained red, as was its holder,
Either he was a murderer or in dire peril!

Atlas shook the Lampade's shoulder,
And the man blinked open his tired eyes, disturbed-
The angel was startled, the man's eyes seemed to smolder,
{Though he would learn this was quite normal in the underworld, it never stopped making him feel perturbed.}

"What," the Lampade growled, pushing himself up,
And the splatters of red traveled down his chin and chest;
Atlas pointed this out, and with a grin, the Lampade held up a golden cup,
He said he'd been draining pomegranates for their juice, and had laid down for a rest.

Atlas stuttered, blinked and blushed,
He felt like a fool, a bumbling fool!
He apologized to the man, took to the air, still flushed;
When he tried to dart off and hide, the Lampade laughed and caught his leg, and the angel quickly hushed.

"Don't worry, you're not the first to assume that.
"You've dropped most of your scrolls, anyway. Why not stay and drink- it's so rare to see an angel this far down."
If Atlas were honest- and of course he was- he was rather afraid of this dark bat;
But a rest did seem nice, as he'd been traveling for so long; so he tucked his wings away and simply wished he were back in town.

He was offered a pomegranate and, unthinking, bit into it-
He quickly wished he hadn't, remembering the single rule he'd been told;
"Anything drunk, swallowed or bit
Will bind you to the underworld, a contract that will never break its hold."

Atlas quickly spat out the seeds, wiped his tongue of the juice;
But it was all for naught, and the Lampade grinned madly-
"I honestly can't believe you fell for that," he said, tilting up the angel's head; "Don't worry, I'll keep you save from any abuse."
He clasp a golden band onto the angel's hand, who looked at him sadly.

"I- I will despise you, Lampade, and never serve you no matter what the price."
The angel met his captor's eyes and glared;
"I do not care what the consequences are, or whether your band holds me like a vice;
"You have no power over me. I am not scared."

The Lampade smirked at him, tugging on the golden cuff;
He placed a dusky hand over the angel's chest, where a hole had begun to close.
"I know you won't," said the nymph, "and I do not want you to. But these holes looked painful, empty and rough,
I want to heal them for you. And this," he poked at the scar, "is becoming your heart, and your ability to lie." And with that, he arose.

The Lampade walked away, and Atlas stared at his back, dumbfounded and shocked;
He placed his own hand over the scar, and felt a small heartbeat straining against the skin.
"You needed to be brave," said the Lampade, "and sometimes you need to lie to yourself before it becomes true. Your emotions are locked,
"And without ribs for protection, or lungs for padding, your heart is helpless. So follow me. I'm not asking you to sin,

"Just to gain a sense of... Humanity." His smile was sardonic.
Atlas fell into step beside him, still dazed and confused. He turned to the man and said,
"Why are you doing this? Trapping me down here, it's practically demonic."
He looked around them, at the cave and all its trappings; this was a place for the dead.

The Lampade scoffed, his handsome features screwing up in distaste,
He held the angel's wrist tightly, as if he were afraid of loosing him.
"I've seen angels like you before, heartless, soulless- I think it's a waste.
"It's demonic what they're doing to you there. And here, while grim,

"It's better than living your lives as walking shells."
He tugged him forward and into a floating marketplace,
Where they sat on a low wall, taking in the sights and smells;
'So this is my new life,' thought the angel, as if in a dream; 'Perhaps... Here my talents won't be a waste.'

The angel took out a blank scroll, and wrote.
He wrote of the nymph and the pomegranates, of his capture and his heart;
Of the marketplace and the man who made his head float.
He compiled it into a poem, one you now read; and this, dear readers, is only the start.

A Lampade is an underworld nymph.
Yes, I know that all nymphs are supposed to be female. Hush. |D" Creative liberties were taken for storytelling purposes!

Fantastic. Infinity and beyond with this one.

[brian emo]

@Marquee Moon: Wait no I actually LOVE them together ... I would kill to write a story for them. You should do write one! I'd love to read it <3

Lolol it's actually lyrics from a song in a musical. You should watch that instead of having me write a fail story ;D
It's Starship by Team Starkid, they have the whole show up on their youtube channel :3