Ive been thinking of doing a shorter story to kinda get used to the world, and flesh it out a bit! like an interlude 0!
I might revisit the ones not chosen, probably depending on how the main story goes.
Which short story would you like to see?
The Knight in Dark Armor (Beau Demoselle)
The Mirror Reflecting Empty Air (Maize the unicorn)
What Hides in the Mist (Peppercorn Colletes)
No interlude 0, start the Main Story
Voting ended onApr 6, 2025
(I'll put little blurbs under the cut for each)
Dark Armor:
The new kid in town has been trying to usurp Beau's place as top bully. unfortunately, they've picked the wrong first target.
Empty Air:
Maize's human has stopped in a city to sell his wears. the scholars of the local university are more intrigued by his unicorn.
Mist:
While everyone else in faer village searches for the kindest deed, Peppercorn has other priorities.
Painted Wings (main story):
Volun-told to be the villages first attempt at dealing with a dragon problem, Belle has to come to terms with the fact she will never be what the village wanted her to be.
After traveling alone for so long, Hyde has settled into a pattern. With the newest addition to his litte wagon, a scared, shivering Belle, running away from her fate at the back of that cave, Hyde starts to remember why he set out in the first place.
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I had a nightmare, and it doesn’t matter what it was about. What matters is, I woke up and turned over to tell you, to see your face, her your voice, feel your embrace and feel safe.
But I had forgotten, even after a year, that you wouldn’t be there.
And when my arm hit the empty air and then the cold mattress, I woke up and remembered. You are gone from my life, the only safety I have has to come from me and when you are frightened from your own dreams, how can you feel safe?
That was the worst feeling I have felt in a long time.
Sometimes I just want to write. I don't know what about just that I want to. Like now. I feel I need to express something, my mind just hasn’t told me what yet. So I type mindlessly hoping something brilliant will appear on my screen. It never does. I just write random thoughts about my day, nothing that anyone else cares about. Only me and even now I know the only one who will ever read this post is the same one typing it. Which sucks I feel like I have so much to say and no one to say it to. I think that's why I can’t figure out what to talk about, to many things and I know I'm the only one who cares so why does it matter what it sounds like, right? When I first made my tumblr I thought someone is finally gonna read what I have to say, but here I am three years later and still just me, always just me. Even outside of my writing it’s just me. No one else cares about my day. No one wants to know what I got on my Biology test, just me and the teacher, but honestly I don't think he cares as long as he gets paid. Can you blame him? I don’t. I am nothing special. Just a girl with a brain and a computer. Typing mindlessly and hoping for the best. Hoping someone some day will give a damn what I say. I figure at the rate I am going that will never happen. So no I just write things so that in six months I can re read them and think I am dumb.
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