Ississ-Perok

     Your fingers ached and your mind continued to race through thoughts and ideas that you never truly had the time to comprehend as you wrote down all that you could remember.  Inspiration and desire bled from your fingertips as you created a world different from your own. You filled it with characters that were familiar to you, ones that taught you lessons, and comforted you during rough days.  Scenarios that you conjured up reflected circumstances in which you consider yourself a player in. Desires for a bigger life, a community, and an opportunity to share what you could create pushed you to type faster.     Stories were consuming you.

Berwald slowly opened his eyes.  After a mere few second of looking up at the blurry ceiling of the house his right arm stretched out to get his glasses.  After placing them over his eyes the world became clear and he sat up.  The floor was cold, a great contrast to the bed.  He gently reached out to the other side of his bed and shook Tino.   “Not now, Berwald.” He complained It was rare for Tino to not want to get up so Berwald simply sat there and waited.  His eyes pierced into his friend's back and Tino could clearly feel it as he shifted in discomfort.  He turned over to face Berwald and sighed. “I will never get used t

It had all happened so quickly... you had rushed in just as fast as everyone else at that moment.  While the sun warmed your skin, the possibility of not making in time still ran shivers down your spine.  You secured your bag as you rushed into the house, Berwald holding Emil followed right behind every step.  A bed was already made and Emil was placed down.  You frantically began to mix and make the cure as Kiku had instructed.  It was almost done and you were tense and stressed in every way possible.  As you were about to run yourself into the ground trying to get everything ready, a hand cupped your shoulder carefully.  You looked up to se

Ludwig felt nothing.  His senses no longer sharp and his mind was blurred.  In his arms lay his older brother, who was no longer breathing.  He was no longer laughing, making fun of him, fighting, moving, anything....  Gilbert was completely still.  The rage of the Fallen behind him wasn’t enough to snap Ludwig out of it either.  He could only pay attention to how the blood pooling around his brother matched the color of his distant eyes.  Elizabeta watched from afar with Roderich and Feliciano.  Roderich specifically felt guilt rising in his system.  However, Elizabeta was still a warrior and didn’t allow the pain to reach her re

“More than one of us were bound to come!” He screeched You could do nothing but silence him by tearing through the outer muscle that surrounded his neck.  Black poured from his throat and dyed the ground with ooze.  If worse came to worst then you could use that blood for a temporary cure.  Although, it would be ideal for you to draw the blood fresh and from the heart.  The sound of four more wings entered the range of your ears.  The two to the east were approaching quickly, the other three still seemed a reasonably large distance away.  Even if that presented a little bit of hope, there was still the underlying question of wheth

You had one question.  One circling question that pecked at your nerves and ate away at the back of your head.  In this town, you should have been able to get an answer somewhere.  But due to multiple reasons and the position of your question, people wouldn’t answer it.  It was possible that every once and awhile you would catch someone in the same store as you and be able to the question, but they would feel uncomfortable and leave after mumbling a few words.  If you were lucky, a merchant would pass through your small village and you would get to them first and receive an answer. Normally, one question would be answered rather quickly

In the state of your sudden shock, you stopped all thoughts.  Everything you had despised, everything you had been fighting against began to manifest into your very being.  A glint of amusement in the Fallen’s eyes dragged you back into reality.  You immediately began to attempt to counter any negative thoughts that were racing through your head.  You repeatedly told yourself to calm down and think.  But at this point that was just as useless as it had been to blindly attack.  The Fallen easily swatted you to the side and attacked even further.  Sharp teeth dug into your shoulder and you let out a screech of pain.  Black dots danced in

The town, miles away, was being washed in the warmth of sunlight.  Clouds were approaching from over a mountain range, but it would be awhile until they were blessed with rain for crops and their reserve supply.  The celebration was still going on, with no end in sight.  The villagers were peacefully and happily dancing any troubles they could have had away.  Normally, a small house that  was known as ‘home’ to five brave souls would be full of food and laughter.  Maybe empty for a few minutes so the residents could join everyone outside in the beams gifted from the sun. But unknowingly to their fellow friends and villagers, that

“We should probably go through their supplies.” Tino whispered to you “Why?” You answered “It would be a good idea to find out what he injected you with.” “That’s a good point, but it doesn’t hurt anymore.  Does it really matter?” “Of course it does.” “But nothing has happened yet.” “And you want me to sit around and wait until something does?” You sighed and dragged your hand down your arm.  It was true that nothing had happened yet, and that you had gotten used to the temperature change.  But the area in which the needle inserted into your skin w

With a small skip in your step and an upbeat attitude, you tidied up your house.  Everything was neatly put away and all previously visible dust was swept into nonexistence.  Your heart was pumping a bit quicker today than usual, due to not only excitement but the little bug you have come to know and love.  Nervous butterflies made your stomach their home and only grew more restless as the hand on your clock kept advancing into the future.  The familiar beeping sound of your microwave timer hit your ears and alerted your body to react.  As you rushed out of the television room and into your kitchen another smile made a prominent appearance on