Master of RavensMaster of RavensMaster of Ravens
1 My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he’ll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. ‘Cam,’ he will call to me, and I’
The Pirate King 002: Part 1AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is the second chapter of The Pirate King. I highly recommend that you read the first chapter so, you know... you won't be all confused and stuff. ^^; A link is provided at the bottom of the page.The Pirate King 002: Part 1
Also, previous readers please note that Liasis’ name has been changed to Varro. I will try to get around to changing the previous chapter as soon as possible.
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The stench of smoldering cloth danced with the smell of burning wood beneath the cloaked man’s blackened boots; the only things that had saved his ankles from the explosion’s fiery blast. The disruption reduce
The Pirate King 001He pulled his dark cloak further over his head as he glided over the planks, careful to roll his weight on his heels and avoid the rotten wood that was sure to announce his arrival. The night was starless, and the moon, sleeping. For the lively coastal town of Doyle to be so still proved how the moonlight affected the townsfolk, even at this absurd hour. The only light came from orange candles within distant streetlights, and the eerie red glow from behind the clouds and across the blackened sea.The Pirate King 001
He crouched, sliding within the shadows, silent and graceful with each step. Upon rounding a corner, he froze. Two guards were trudging
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