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The Knights of Eirelaian Ch 11The Knights of Eirelaian
Objects were thrown left and right as Leilani hunted around the strange room muttering to herself. This was the dumbest birthday ever. Maybe it wasn't even a real mythical parallel world or whatever you called it. Maybe her parents had lost their marbles and sent her off on a fantasy adventure holiday with her dad acting as chaperone. Yeah, that was what it was. A strange flopping ear, swishing tail, and grey cat eyes caught her eye. Or maybe not.
"What are you doing here?" Leilani asked as she rummaged through a drawer, "I thought you disappeared off somewhere else"
"I was invisible" the creature sighed, changing into the tiny human-like form that Leilani had first seen as her as, "Say it after me: In-viz-ee-bul"
Leilani rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to answer her ginji soul guardian, but quickly closed it when she saw Soojejia's grey eyes glar
The Knights of Eirelaian Ch 10The Knights of Eirelaian
"You do realise you're going to lose, don't you?"
"Huh? What?" Arnell looked up from watching the toeless crystal dragon and saw Charralain smiling amused at him, "I don't get it"
"The staring contest" the tall sandy haired girl laughed and winked, "That little dragon crystal is going to beat you by miles, little brother"
"I'm studying it" came the mumbled reply
"You do realize that to study you have to use actual books" Charralain said with gentle calm, "Or has a certain pretty halfling shaped distraction made you forget that?"
"I don't know what you mean"
"Pull the other one Nell" the high councillor frowned at his sister's pet name for him, "You have feelings for Apprentice Hanlin, admit it."
"No I don't"
"Then why in Zivanna's name have you got a lock of her hair stuffed inside the locket robe brooch Mother gave you?"
"It's a collector's item" Arnell spoke stubbornly, "I've never owned a lock of human hair before"
The Knights of Eirelaian Ch 9The Knights of Eirelaian
No one had time to figure out who had shouted as the young halfling's body flew across the courtyard before the fighting resumed. Casualities fell equally on each side while among them all the dragon picked its way through people unfortunate enough to be caught in the middle, its mind adamant on one thing: to destroy the halfling.
"Aaack! This is stupid" the voice spoke angrily to itself, "Five thousand years as a soul guardian and I get stuck with moody overactive teenage girl for the past sixteen years. Seriously kid, this is no time to be napping when big ugly is wanting to destroy an innocent edge town and eat you alive." The halfling groaned but still didn't move. "Gaaaah!" the voice squealed, making a few brave eyes look puzzled around the courtyard, "Wake up!"
Again nothing happened. By this time panic was rising to boil point and a few brave fighters were moving their way towards the halfl
The WLDB Diaries -Part 7-The WLDB Diaries
I can't believe what I've just been dragged into doing. I'm standing
outside in the freezing cold London air wearing nothing but an extremely
revealing cheerleading outfit. I never had so many males stare at my chest.
Go stare at something else, you pervos! Hang on, ONE OF THEM IS TRYING TO
CHAT UP DANNY!! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
Sorry about that, nothing against that kind of thing, but seriously, the guy
is old enough to be Danny's grandfather! Wait, Danny's slapping him and
calling him a dirty old man and I quote to "Keep his slimey hands off this
sista's pom poms!". Where the heck did that come from??
Anywho, you're probably wondering what we've all been dragged into. Well,
Kirky had the brilliant idea of getting us all to dress up in cheerleader
outfits and do a huge cheerleader routine and chant out on the streets of
London to raise money to pay to get treatment for Danny to help him get his
The WLDB Diaries -Part 6-The WLDB Diaries
Well Andie has clearly lost it. She's frantically looking through a
phonebook lent to her by the hotel management trying to find someone who can
help us get Danny his memory back on time for the concert tonight. Wait,
hang on, she's found someone. She's dialling the number. Please let them
answer... Oh what a relief, she's speaking to them now. Uh oh, that face
doesn't look good. It's going to cost what??... Three hundred thousand
pounds and 98 pence?! There's no way we've got that money! Or at least we
did, but we spent most of it all organising and travelling to our little get
together. Wonder if McFly will mind having a cheerleader for a lead
Oh dear, now Andie's crying. Poor thing. We all hate to see her cry. When
she does that we all just want to give her a big hug and make her laugh and
giggle like she always does. Danny's sitting down beside her. The poor
guy's totally oblivious to what's going on. He's putting hi
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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