The Quest (Ch.1)The ThiefNight, night a perfect time of day for Maverix as he crept among the shadows. He watched the Degra guards as they walked unaware that they were being watched. Their armor in a royal blue and silver to mark the royal House of Degra. The two guards did not speak a word. Their eyes were forward, with a hand on their swords. Maverix clung to the shadows, finally the guards began to speak. "Ambassador Saris is thinking about the monsters again." said one." He is trying to get a group together of elite soldiers to go and eliminate them." "All he wants is revenge for what happened." replied the other. While they were in conversation Maverix snuck up on them and stole their money bags as he went back to the shadows. Maverix smiled they didn't have a lot of money on them so they wouldn't realize they had been robbed until they went to buy. The thief turned and went down an alley when something hard came down on his head knocking him out.***************************************T
The Forgotten RoseOnce you were beautiful I could not keep anything from you,I do not speak of beauty of the world but of the heartyou were once painted with lifenow you are the absense of coloryour heart once happy and joyfulNow I see you sad and lonelyyou use thorns to push people awaywhy you wish to be so I don't knowbut know this loved oneyou are not a forgotten rose.I love you with all my heartlove is a joyous thingcan you not hear all the angels sing?
League of Thieves Ch.1I glanced around the tavern I kept an eye on random people. The barmaids ran around collecting orders. She stopped in front of me. She stood over me and smiling. "What can I get for you hun?" I didn't bother looking at her. I wasn't interested in ordering anything but then again..."I'll just have coffee." I said in a tone less voice. She nodded then retreated to the counter. I scanned the area again, one person had entered. I watched him from behind my hood. I examined his features, tall , broad shoulders his head covered . Unconsciously my hand skimmed the hilt of my dagger. The barmaid came and set a mug of coffee on the table, then stuck out her hand for money. I grumbled a bit and handed her a few coins. Truth be told I did not care about paying but I felt the need to sound agitated. After taking my money she returned to the counter. The newcomer was looking my direction. He walked shoulders back in a proud manner that I personally would love to take him down a p
DeathRain poured down on the village as abusive blows as thunder roared for silence. A young girl ran from home, her blonde unkept hair covered her face to hide marks that dominated her little body. She wore a pink dress with torn edges. Tears stained her eyes, running she covered her ears as the strong wind came throwing insults and trying to block out the screams and curses of men. She ran into the woods not caring where she ran. The curses her father had said hurt as bad as his hand. As she ran she went to her secret place down by the river. Coming down from the trail the rain had made the path slick as she tumbled down landing on rocks. She laid there for a few seconds body aching in pain. Oh, how the world had changed to happiness and peace to destruction and hatred. After a few moments she slowly sat up rubbing her wounds. Why had she been born?, she asked herself her family always said it would be easier if she had not been born. "Child?" came a voice. The small girl look