Queen of Shadows

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

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They haven't. I've read through the entire thing; Luna was the first one to mention them.

 

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

Just now, Lunamor said:

 

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I thank you, and I think it was you. I read most of it before actually joining.

 

[Lunamor she/her]

3 minutes ago, Shard of Thought said:

 

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Well yay then!

 

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

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Want to be the less brooding and deadly charater with me Luna? 

 

[Lunamor she/her]

3 minutes ago, Ghanderflaffle said:

 

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Sure! 

 

Edited March 22, 2019 by Lunamor

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

3 minutes ago, Lunamor said:

 

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Fabulous!

Ghanderflaffle decided that she could make her own rifts and she pulled a group of ghanderflaffle warriors from TLT along with a ghandercorn. She hopped on the ghandercorn and joined the battle.

Edited March 22, 2019 by Ghanderflaffle

[Lunamor she/her]

Luna came riding in on a ghandercorn as well. It was quite the ghandercorn. Its mane and tail were made of ever shifting flames that streamed out behind it. Its coat was a complex swirling pattern of red, oranges, and yellows, and it had hooves that seemed to be made of a shining white gold. Its glow banished the shadows around it, the monsters shying away from its brilliant golden light.

Edited March 22, 2019 by Lunamor

[old man moomba he/him]

Dapper floated forward, monsters dying as purple mist surrounded them. If a monster got too close, a bolt of golden energy would materialize from his aura and vaporize it. He cut his way through the monsters, heading towards Astral and Shadow.

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

Ghanderflaffle noticed Luna and rode over, her ghandercorn was beautiful in a more subtle way. The main coat is pure white flecks of gray on the shoulders that slowly fades to a pitch black over the rump and through the tail. The mane is the same but moving in the opposite direction, going from white to gray to black. The eyes a brilliant green.

Edited March 23, 2019 by Ghanderflaffle

[Lunamor she/her]

Luna was confused. Where had this place come from? Why were there monsters everywhere? Was this where Astral had disappeared to? And why did some of the shadows smell faintly like gym socks?

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

"How's it going?" Called Ghanderflaffle, noticing the confused look on his face.

[Lunamor she/her]

“I have absolutely no idea,” replied Luna.

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

"Let's go find out, then." She rides in the direction of the others, guessing where they are from where the monsters are dying and where the giant thing was standing

[Lunamor she/her]

Lunamor followed. Is that a... giant humanoid castle? He thought, noting the parapets on its head.

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

"I think this is were Thought or Star or whoever it was was captured before then it turned into the giant... thing." Ghanderflaffle is almost as confused as Luna.

[Lunamor she/her]

“I guess we should help out, then,” Luna said, riding towards them a bit faster.

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

"As good of an idea as any!" Ghanderflaffle replied, following suit.

[Lunamor she/her]

As they approved the group, they saw the giant castle turn towards them, its eyes seeming to burn into their skulls. 

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

"That's pleasant..." Ghanderflaffle turns her head away from the castle.

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I'll rejoin the loop in about 30 minutes Luna.

 

[Lunamor she/her]

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Okey dokey. I will likely have to get off for a while in fifteen minutes. Bye!

Lunamor averts his eyes, turning his ghandercorn away.

Edited March 23, 2019 by Lunamor

[BringerofShadows she/her]

Narrator Shadow kicked butt. So. Freaking. Hard. She also noticed Narrator Luna, Dapper, and Ghandefelelelly. Shadow also didn’t care about spelling overly complicated Usernames.

[RoadWalker he/him]

Suddenly Narrator Road emerged out of nowhere and joined in the fray. His twin daggers shot out in front of him, flying towards the enemy and spinning with incredible speed as they raced towards their mark. The monsters screamed as the stone blades weaved between them.

How did he know? Road thought as he called his knives back. He felt at the pouch tied to his belt. Whatever you mean for us, I will guard you with my life.

(Flashback:)

Road reached the bottom of the tower's staircase, panting hard. Must...find...him...he ran past the guards and burst through the gate.

Where is he?! he thought frantically. Road ran to the side of the gate. Nothing. He searched the other side, but nothing. There was no sign of the injured man. Blast! How could I have been this blind! It could've been him...Road stood, staring at the vast stone walls. The Finality will begin, and I could've stopped it...

The box still lay in the dirt and bloodied grass. He ran to it and picked it up. His mind reached out and detected small intricate designs covering the box. Startled, he recognized this. The combination was so unique, elegant, so uniform. It's a maze lock, he realized. He reached out further and prodded the strange box, trying to figure it out. He could feel the twists and turns, where the patterns fell, where they rose, where they evened out with each other. He could sense each line, every difference in their grooves. He was almost there, he could feel it, the lines were almost alig-

*thunk* Roads train of thought was cut off abruptly. He stumbled in shock, staring down at his chest. An arrow unlike anything he'd ever seen protruded from it. It was white like the brightest star, yet black as the night shadows.

He gasped in pain, falling to his knees and dropping the box by his side. He could hear the castle guard shouting in the distance, see them pointing in his direction. He could make out a figure appearing near him. Is that Ghanderflaffle? Another wave of fresh pain hit him like a ton of bricks. He cried out in agony. No...I can't die like this...there's still so much left to do...not yet...not...he collapsed.

Road lost all sense of time. Everything was a grey haze, a fuzzy cloud in which his body was trapped. Then a smooth voice pulsed in his mind.

YOUR TIME IS NOT COMPLETE, FOR YOUR COMPANIONS HAVE NEED OF YOU YET. DO NOT DESPAIR, THOUGH ALL MAY SEEM LOST...

THE ANSWER LIES WITHIN YOUR GRASP. TAKE HOLD.

Road awoke to the sounds of war nearby. He was standing in the exact spot where he'd been struck. He looked down; the arrow was gone, and he felt no pain. He felt at his chest. There he found a thin scar, spanning several inches over his shoulder and reaching the back of his head. He looked around, still trying to process his surroundings. His mind reeled. Thousands of hideous creatures were attacking his fellow Narrators. And the castle was moving.

It's funny how much you can miss when you oversleep, Road snorted.

He looked down at the ground in front of him. There lay the wood box, now open and on its face. Road bent down and picked it up, revealing what it hid underneath. Laying in the grass rested a small glass tube containing...a single grain of sand?

Puzzled, he inspected it. Nothing stood out to him. Road's head snapped up as he picked up cries for help in the midst of the fight. We'll worry about you later, he thought as he tucked the tube away in his pouch.

He summoned his twin blades of stone and sped in the direction of his companions.

Edited March 23, 2019 by RoadWorkAhead

[BringerofShadows she/her]

NOBODY CARES ABOUT THE ORGIN STORY!!!

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

But it was storming awesome!!! Astral cared. She could appreciate good writing.

[RoadWalker he/him]

2 minutes ago, BringerofShadows said:

NOBODY CARES ABOUT THE ORGIN STORY!!!

But Road liked ORIGIN stories, Orgin's were disgusting foul beasts so of course nobody cared about their story.