Introduction – The Ritual And The Mirror

The pain was unexpectedly dull even as the knife cut through my skin. The priest stopped right above my wrist: the blade had made its way from the tips of my fingers to the confines of my palm. Seemingly satisfied with his work, the priest backed away as I resisted the urge to scratch. He began chanting words in a language I didn't understand; it was old tongue.

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Chapter 3: The Ceremony

The room was quiet; eerily so. Just moments before it was abuzz with the sounds of delegates conversing. Karr Joon and the other two elders of Ishlan had been defending the actions of Ishlan's council for the better part of the day. They had faced the boards of Zanox and Angsk who wanted to improve Ishlan's relations with its neighbouring nations. Astrok had been busy regarding some political dealings in Virav since the start of the week, so they were excused. However, the lack of one council did not seem to reduce a number of words being spewed forth in the council room. Karr was wondering if he would be able to hear again after the day's events when a messenger was let in.

Guess Who’s Back?

Hey guys its me again, Sorry for not posting within the last two months but who knew engineering would be tough (*definitely not this guy*). I'm back (hopefully) and will update a schedule for posting times.

What exactly am I?

Am I a champion Am I a warrior Am I a fighter What exactly am I? Am I a champion Am I the best Am I glorious What exactly am I? Am I a warrior Am I a king Am I a beast What exactly am I? The Icognito Writer: Champion

Red Roses

Red roses are beautiful without season Red roses are beautiful without reason But they will wilt And they will fade And they will pass away Red roses are a sight to behold Red roses are a story to be told But they will wilt Yes its true Red roses are just like you The Icognito …