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[center][pinglist=100][/center][center] [font=cambria][size=4] >>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_3118590]intro + rules[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721125]examples[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721127]pricing[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721128]special[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721129]pinglist[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721130]showcase[/url]<<[/size][/font] [img]https://see.fontimg.com/api/renderfont4/Rp0Pe/eyJyIjoiZnMiLCJoIjo3NCwidyI6MTAwMCwiZnMiOjc0LCJmZ2MiOiIjMDAwMDAwIiwiYmdjIjoiI0ZGRkZGRiIsInQiOjF9/TW9vbmR1c3QgTG9yZXNob3A/shalma.png[/img] [font=cambria][size=4] >>welcome! feel free to peruse, but whatever you do, don't light the books on fire! ----- [/center][font=cambria][size=4] >>you walk through the open door. the massive marble arches of the library tower above you, the white stone sparkling and pristine. small orbs of light float through the air. you gaze around in wonder at the shelves and shelves of books, but before you begin to look through the tomes, your attention is drawn to the beautifully carved wooden desk in front of you. it is covered in books, bookbinding supplies, and stacked papers; a young spiral sits behind it. he gives you a shy smile, reaching out to shake your hand. ----- [columns] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/90022009][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/900221/90022009_350.png[/img][/url] [nextcol]-----[font=cambria][size=5] "Hey! Welcome to Moondust. I hope you've been enjoying your visit so far. What type of book are you looking for today? We have a huge variety here - there's something for everyone." He grins. "There's over four thousand books in this room alone. Impressive, right?" His eyes sparkle with excitement. "How about I show you to the biography section? There's a ton of interesting stories in there. Come on, follow me!- and, oh. Don't light any books on fire, please!" He chuckles ruefully. "It's standard policy we make sure to tell all guests." -----[/columns] -----[center] [img]https://see.fontimg.com/api/renderfont4/Rp0Pe/eyJyIjoiZnMiLCJoIjo5MSwidyI6MTAwMCwiZnMiOjkxLCJmZ2MiOiIjMDAwMDAwIiwiYmdjIjoiI0ZGRkZGRiIsInQiOjF9/UnVsZXMg/shalma.png[/img][/center] ----- [quote][font=cambria][size=4]• be kind and respectful. • use the order form to place your order. • provide credit to me wherever you use your lore. • do not resell or modify my lore without my permission. • don't break any of these rules, lol! [/quote] [center][font=cambria][size=7][b][u]SLOTS:[/u][/size] [i][size=5]current[/size][/i][size=4] [...occupied...] -@/Grisolde [/size][i][size=5]waitlist[/size][/i][size=4] [...partially occupied...] -@/NOLOTheShayde - - - - [/center]-----[quote=how do the slots work?][font=cambria][size=4]i work on one order at a time. that order occupies the 'current' section. any other orders i receive while 'current' is occupied go in the 'waitlist' section. i will move up the first order in 'waitlist' to 'current' once i finish the order that i am working on. [/quote]-----

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>>welcome! feel free to peruse, but whatever you do, don't light the books on fire!



>>you walk through the open door. the massive marble arches of the library tower above you, the white stone sparkling and pristine. small orbs of light float through the air. you gaze around in wonder at the shelves and shelves of books, but before you begin to look through the tomes, your attention is drawn to the beautifully carved wooden desk in front of you. it is covered in books, bookbinding supplies, and stacked papers; a young spiral sits behind it. he gives you a shy smile, reaching out to shake your hand.




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"Hey! Welcome to Moondust. I hope you've been enjoying your visit so far. What type of book are you looking for today? We have a huge variety here - there's something for everyone." He grins. "There's over four thousand books in this room alone. Impressive, right?" His eyes sparkle with excitement. "How about I show you to the biography section? There's a ton of interesting stories in there. Come on, follow me!- and, oh. Don't light any books on fire, please!" He chuckles ruefully. "It's standard policy we make sure to tell all guests."




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• be kind and respectful.

• use the order form to place your order.

• provide credit to me wherever you use your lore.

• do not resell or modify my lore without my permission.

• don't break any of these rules, lol!

SLOTS:

current [...occupied...]

-@/Grisolde

waitlist [...partially occupied...]

-@/NOLOTheShayde

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how do the slots work? wrote:
i work on one order at a time. that order occupies the 'current' section. any other orders i receive while 'current' is occupied go in the 'waitlist' section. i will move up the first order in 'waitlist' to 'current' once i finish the order that i am working on.

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[center] [font=cambria][size=4] >>[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_3118590]intro + rules[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721125]examples[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721127]pricing[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721128]special[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721129]pinglist[/url] | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/art/3118590#post_50721130]showcase[/url]<<[/size][/font][/center] ----- [center][img]https://see.fontimg.com/api/renderfont4/Rp0Pe/eyJyIjoiZnMiLCJoIjo5MSwidyI6MTAwMCwiZnMiOjkxLCJmZ2MiOiIjMDAwMDAwIiwiYmdjIjoiI0ZGRkZGRiIsInQiOjF9/RXhhbXBsZXM/shalma.png[/img][/center] -----[font=cambria][size=4][center][font=cambria][size=5][b]LOVE LOST[/size][/b] [size=4][b]EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: 772[/b][/size] [size=3][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/84372313]>> view full lore story here <<[/size][/url][size=4][/center] ----- [quote][font=cambria]He was contemplating jumping from the balcony when the message came. Not to kill himself, of course. He had already decided against doing that long ago. He simply wanted to feel alive again, the rush of air against his scales as he plummeted to the ground below, seconds before he snapped open his wings and slowed his fall. The impact of scales against stone, hard enough to bruise but not hard enough to break. He considered the distance to the floor with foggy blue eyes. Just three steps forward and he would plummet. He imagined the whistling of the wind against his ears, flowing through his fur, pinning his arms to his body. Spiraling, spiraling, down, down... "Dad." He whipped around, his chest contracting and his heart speeding up in his chest. Aven stood behind him, his cyan eyes hesitant behind his glasses. He could tell immediately that something was wrong by the way his son was standing - angled away from Susurri, as if he wanted to avoid facing him fully. Apprehension was written all over his face. Apprehension and... something else. He took a step closer. His heart continued to speed up, making him dizzy as he leaned forward. He crushed the remains of the herb he had been inhaling in his claws, hiding it behind his back. "Aven? What is it?" Aven swallowed, shifting on his feet and glancing away from Susurri's closed fist. "Something's happened. I thought I should be the one to tell you, since... well." He swallowed again, his voice cracking as he finally looked up. Tears glimmered in his eyes. Susurri's head started to spin. He knew before Aven opened his mouth, and he backed away, as if he could run from what his son was about to tell him. He shook his head. "No." Aven reached for him, as if to comfort him, but Susurri backed away even further, his wings pressed against the balcony railing. He continued to shake his head, everything spinning now, up and down and around. Something inside of him was breaking, and he couldn't stop it. He barely heard Aven's next words over the ringing in his ears. "It's August." He staggered, falling to his knees. His clenched talons fell open limply, and crushed leaves floated away on the breeze, spiraling to the ground like flakes of snow. [center][b][i]three days later[/i][/b][/center][font=cambria] Aven couldn’t bear to look at her. He tore his eyes away from her body, focusing on a grain of sand stuck between two scales on his tail. He stared at it intently, trying to erase the image of her glazed, lifeless eyes - hers and Peridot’s - from his mind. He failed miserably. He swallowed down the hard lump in his throat, struggling not to cry. He needed to be strong. Not just for himself, but for his father. If this didn’t work… If this didn’t work, he would not just lose August, he would lose his dad, too. He was startled out of his thoughts when Susurri spoke, his voice hoarse and weak. The chill in the air fogged his breath in pale clouds as he shuffled closer to Andromeda, his eyes trained on the glowing vial she held in her hands. Sand filtered between his scales as he leaned in for a closer look, studying it intently. Aven observed from behind him, not daring to get any closer and risk seeing August again. “Will it work?” The vial glimmered in the waning desert light, the setting sun highlighting refractions that shone against Andromeda’s talons. The golden liquid inside looked like molten metal, and within it floated flecks of a darker substance. She tilted it, studying it with a contemplative look on her face. After a moment, she looked up, meeting Aven’s eyes over Susurri’s shoulder before she turned away. “It should. I see no reason why it wouldn’t.” She shuffled her wings, glancing at August. “It’s similar to the elixir I used on you. And if it doesn’t work, well… we can just try again.” She took a deep breath. “But it will work. It will.” Susurri simply stared at her, his eyes betraying a pained yet desperate hope. She looked at him for another moment, gave him a kind, sad smile, and handed him the vial. “You should do this. Not me.” She stepped back, the herbs strung to her wings shifting gently. “Just give it to her as you might a normal drink. Do the same for the gecko. You’ll only need about a quarter of the vial. Try not to drop any. There may be… others… that we can use it on.”[/quote] ----- [center][font=cambria][size=5][b]SOMNUM EXTERRERI[/size][/b] [size=4][b]EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: 675[/b][/size] [size=3][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76694079]>> view full lore story here <<[/size][/url][size=4][/center] ----- [quote][font=cambria]It had escaped. Sparks flew through the air as [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/72068320]Mitosis[/url] pounded down the hallway, the metal floor clanging against his claws. Red light beamed from the emergency lights overhead, flickering and sputtering like dying embers. He gasped for air, eyes wild, roving, searching - there. He skidded to the left, his tails thudding against the wall, talons leaving gouges in the plating beneath his feet. His surroundings were familiar yet not, doused in a haze of terror and red, so red, everything red. A computerized voice droned on in his ear, speaking, whispering, shouting, saying things that he didn't want to hear but he had to because everything was falling apart, and if he didn't listen, he would die. [i]>.Hull breach. Left wing. Ejection compromised. Three life forms are located in your vicinity, doctor. Mitosis. Status: Healthy. Diana. Status: Deceased. I.N.A.L.O.S. Status: ...Error. Please evacuate to the nearest exit.[/i] His lungs were burning, his legs were burning. His head, his eyes, everything was on fire, igniting, dancing withing the flickering red of the lights above, pumping through his veins, simmering in his blood. One foot in front of the other, feel it hit the ground, there, now the other foot, there, run to safety. Escape. Escape the monster that he had created. Something screamed. The door. It was there, right in front of him, so close. The door. The lever. Pull the lever and he would be saved, get inside and pull the lever and he would fly away, jet away, fly and plummet from this hell. He reached, ten yards, nine, seven- He felt it before he saw it, in the pain and the roaring fire of panic, in the roiling sea of his regret, his horror. He was drowning in that sea, he couldn't breathe, it burned, but he only poured more water upon his grave as he wept for what he had done. He was encased in glass, trapped in a jar; so fragile, trembling with the tidal wave of his emotions, frozen in time. See there, the monster, peering from within his life's desires, his deepest dreams and his darkest fears; see there, its two great eyes as he turned round, caught in a trance. The eyes glared, furious, glittering in the red, red light, blinking at him. Asking him why. Wanting to know... why. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76694079]It roared.[/url] The glass around him shattered. His trance broke. He whirled to once again face the door. His salvation. He took a step. It lunged forward, giant scythes reaching, anguished eyes glittering. Its trapped wings flittered within the casings of their metal prison. The walls groaned. The red lights went out. The ceiling collapsed. Something hit his head. He might've screamed, might've shouted, might've sobbed, but it was lost in the din of the shrieking metal and the howls of the monster, the creature. His creation. His mistake. Blood fell down his face, so red. As red as the lights had been, as red as the fire that still burned, still coursed throughout his limbs. The shards of his brokenness seemed to pierce through his lungs as the world around him fell, fell, fell into the depths of his deepest nightmares. [i]Get up.[/i] The blood still fell and the world still fell in fractured pieces around him but he got up, got up and dragged himself towards his salvation. It screamed, he screamed, the walls screamed, his mind screamed. He stumbled. The door opened. He pulled the lever. The door closed. [i]>.Escape pod activated. Destination: Source. Launch in 3... 2... 1. Launch.[/i] He fell there, limp and unmoving, scarcely believing that he had made it out. And then he remembered. Those eyes, those baleful, blaming eyes. His fault. His fault. His fault. He was too tired to cry. Too tired to think. He lay shaking on the floor, hugging himself, cold and hot and numb. He let the world fade, muddied in shades of black and red, his blood painting scarlet tears upon his skin.[/quote] ----- [center][font=cambria][size=5][b]IMPERIUM[/size][/b] [size=4][b]EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: 891[/b][/size] [size=3][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/77496633]>> view full lore story here <<[/size][/url][size=4][/center] ----- [quote][font=cambria]She was having dreams again. She lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling, her trembling hands clasped firmly on her chest. They weren't real - she knew that, she wasn't delusional - but they sure as hell [i]seemed[/i] real. Sometimes she could wake up, sometimes she couldn't; sometimes she knew that she was dreaming, and sometimes she felt exactly the same as when she was awake and lucid. Sometimes she didn't feel the pain. Sometimes she did. Letting out a breath, she closed her eyes, relaxing the fingers that had begun to dig into her palms. She [i]knew[/i] they weren't real, she knew. And yet… She let herself imagine they were. Let the implications roll over her like furious waves, crushing her down, lifting her up, crushing her back down again, all the while shoving bitter water down her throat as they tried to drown her. She choked and choked but couldn't breathe, couldn't get air, couldn't, couldn't, didn't, should've- She sat bolt upright, her eyes flying open. Fumbling for the lamp at her bedside table, she flipped the switch, flooding the small room with light. Squinting, she shook her head, blinking rapidly as her eyes adjusted. With one resigned motion she threw back the covers, slipped out of bed, and padded toward the bathroom, planning to wake herself up fully with a cold shower. Better- a freezing one. Rivers of glacier water couldn't hurt, since she certainly wasn't going back to sleep. What time even was it? She took a glance at her watch - still banded on her wrist, she noted, just like the old mascara that was most likely smeared all over her face and pillow, and the rumpled jeans and hoodie she had worn the day before. And fallen asleep in, apparently. Delightful. Freaking delightful. Not to mention that it was two thirty in the morning, and she wanted coffee, and she was tired, and she felt crappy, and she just wanted one night, ONE, of good rest. Was that so much to ask? Apparently it was. Rolling her eyes, she huffed her way into her tiny bathroom, still squinting, bleary-eyed, and thirsting for a good dose of caffeine. She winced when she saw her reflection in the mirror, black circles of mascara and eyeshadow smeared sloppily over pale, pasty skin. She looked like a rabid raccoon. Scratch that. She looked like a rabid, starving raccoon in need of a haircut, a facial and some sleeping therapy. What a night. Avoiding looking at her reflection, she stripped off her jeans and hoodie, balled them up, threw them on the counter. Wrinkled her nose at the stale sweat smell, shook her head, and flipped on the ventilator, deciding the rabid raccoon needed a facial [i]and[/i] a laundry session. And maybe a class on how to be a basic human with basic human knowledge about basic human cleanliness. Or maybe she was an alien from Pluto and wasn't really human at all. That would definitely explain it. She reached back and undid her hair from its tangled tail, combing her fingers through it as she grabbed the soap from the cabinet with her other hand. She gave a cursory glance at the label, blinked, and did a double take. Did that really say [i]Chicken Smoothie Shampoo, Lavender[/i]? What type of shampoo brand was Chicken Smoothie? What in the deepest depths of- All thought stopped when she yanked open the shower curtain. So bright, so red. So vivid. Spattered and pooled and twisted, drawn across the white walls, jagged script forming four letters, dripping down, still warm, still [i]alive,[/i] still beating with fear and panic and anger, and she could feel it, pressing in on her chest like an anvil, the letters hammering away at her lungs until she couldn't think, couldn't speak. Couldn't scream. She could only read her name, over and over, written on her bathroom wall in angry, bloody script: [i]EVAH[/i] She stumbled backward, dropping the soap, her hand falling from the shower curtain as her eyes rolled wildly. She needed to leave. She couldn’t see the door. It was here, wasn't it? Where did it go? Why couldn't she breathe? Breathe, Evah. But she couldn't. She couldn't because all she could see was her name written on her shower wall, the tang of iron in her nostrils, the plastic curtain slick in her hands. Hands coated with red. [i]EVAH. EVAH. EVAH.[/i] She tried to scream but she couldn't, the dark closing in, her vision throbbing white, then red, then black. Something around her throat squeezed and she gasped, whimpering, falling to the floor and curling in a ball as the pounding in her head grew louder, angrier. [i]EVAH. EVAH. EVAH. EVAH.[/i] She raised her hands to her head, not realizing the blood that slicked them dripped onto her face, sliding down her fingers and into her pores, sinking in like a parasite. It writhed like a living thing, digging into her skin, burrowing through her flesh and into her bones. The pain was unbearable. It screamed and screamed and screamed but she couldn't make a sound, couldn't do anything but lie there and listen, lie there and cry, lie there and feel the life draining out of her body- EVAH. THEIR BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS. EVAH. EVAH. EVAH. She never realized she was dreaming.[/quote] ----- [center][font=cambria][size=5][b]xxx[/size][/b] [size=4][b]EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: xxx[/b][/size] [size=3][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76011067]>> view full lore story here <<[/size][/url][size=4][/center] ----- [quote][font=cambria]xxx[/quote] ----- [center][font=cambria][size=5][b]xxx[/size][/b] [size=4][b]EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: xxx[/b][/size] [size=3][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76011067]>> view full lore story here <<[/size][/url][size=4][/center] ----- [quote][font=cambria]xxx[/quote] -----


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LOVE LOST

EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: 772

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He was contemplating jumping from the balcony when the message came.

Not to kill himself, of course. He had already decided against doing that long ago. He simply wanted to feel alive again, the rush of air against his scales as he plummeted to the ground below, seconds before he snapped open his wings and slowed his fall. The impact of scales against stone, hard enough to bruise but not hard enough to break. He considered the distance to the floor with foggy blue eyes. Just three steps forward and he would plummet. He imagined the whistling of the wind against his ears, flowing through his fur, pinning his arms to his body. Spiraling, spiraling, down, down...

"Dad."

He whipped around, his chest contracting and his heart speeding up in his chest. Aven stood behind him, his cyan eyes hesitant behind his glasses. He could tell immediately that something was wrong by the way his son was standing - angled away from Susurri, as if he wanted to avoid facing him fully. Apprehension was written all over his face. Apprehension and... something else. He took a step closer. His heart continued to speed up, making him dizzy as he leaned forward. He crushed the remains of the herb he had been inhaling in his claws, hiding it behind his back.

"Aven? What is it?"

Aven swallowed, shifting on his feet and glancing away from Susurri's closed fist. "Something's happened. I thought I should be the one to tell you, since... well." He swallowed again, his voice cracking as he finally looked up. Tears glimmered in his eyes.

Susurri's head started to spin. He knew before Aven opened his mouth, and he backed away, as if he could run from what his son was about to tell him. He shook his head. "No."

Aven reached for him, as if to comfort him, but Susurri backed away even further, his wings pressed against the balcony railing. He continued to shake his head, everything spinning now, up and down and around. Something inside of him was breaking, and he couldn't stop it. He barely heard Aven's next words over the ringing in his ears.

"It's August."

He staggered, falling to his knees. His clenched talons fell open limply, and crushed leaves floated away on the breeze, spiraling to the ground like flakes of snow.


three days later


Aven couldn’t bear to look at her.

He tore his eyes away from her body, focusing on a grain of sand stuck between two scales on his tail. He stared at it intently, trying to erase the image of her glazed, lifeless eyes - hers and Peridot’s - from his mind. He failed miserably.

He swallowed down the hard lump in his throat, struggling not to cry. He needed to be strong. Not just for himself, but for his father. If this didn’t work…

If this didn’t work, he would not just lose August, he would lose his dad, too.

He was startled out of his thoughts when Susurri spoke, his voice hoarse and weak. The chill in the air fogged his breath in pale clouds as he shuffled closer to Andromeda, his eyes trained on the glowing vial she held in her hands. Sand filtered between his scales as he leaned in for a closer look, studying it intently. Aven observed from behind him, not daring to get any closer and risk seeing August again.

“Will it work?”

The vial glimmered in the waning desert light, the setting sun highlighting refractions that shone against Andromeda’s talons. The golden liquid inside looked like molten metal, and within it floated flecks of a darker substance. She tilted it, studying it with a contemplative look on her face. After a moment, she looked up, meeting Aven’s eyes over Susurri’s shoulder before she turned away.

“It should. I see no reason why it wouldn’t.” She shuffled her wings, glancing at August. “It’s similar to the elixir I used on you. And if it doesn’t work, well… we can just try again.” She took a deep breath. “But it will work. It will.”

Susurri simply stared at her, his eyes betraying a pained yet desperate hope. She looked at him for another moment, gave him a kind, sad smile, and handed him the vial.

“You should do this. Not me.” She stepped back, the herbs strung to her wings shifting gently. “Just give it to her as you might a normal drink. Do the same for the gecko. You’ll only need about a quarter of the vial. Try not to drop any. There may be… others… that we can use it on.”

SOMNUM EXTERRERI

EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: 675

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It had escaped.
Sparks flew through the air as Mitosis pounded down the hallway, the metal floor clanging against his claws. Red light beamed from the emergency lights overhead, flickering and sputtering like dying embers. He gasped for air, eyes wild, roving, searching - there.

He skidded to the left, his tails thudding against the wall, talons leaving gouges in the plating beneath his feet. His surroundings were familiar yet not, doused in a haze of terror and red, so red, everything red. A computerized voice droned on in his ear, speaking, whispering, shouting, saying things that he didn't want to hear but he had to because everything was falling apart, and if he didn't listen, he would die.

>.Hull breach. Left wing. Ejection compromised. Three life forms are located in your vicinity, doctor. Mitosis. Status: Healthy. Diana. Status: Deceased. I.N.A.L.O.S. Status: ...Error. Please evacuate to the nearest exit.

His lungs were burning, his legs were burning. His head, his eyes, everything was on fire, igniting, dancing withing the flickering red of the lights above, pumping through his veins, simmering in his blood. One foot in front of the other, feel it hit the ground, there, now the other foot, there, run to safety. Escape. Escape the monster that he had created.

Something screamed.

The door. It was there, right in front of him, so close. The door. The lever. Pull the lever and he would be saved, get inside and pull the lever and he would fly away, jet away, fly and plummet from this hell. He reached, ten yards, nine, seven-

He felt it before he saw it, in the pain and the roaring fire of panic, in the roiling sea of his regret, his horror. He was drowning in that sea, he couldn't breathe, it burned, but he only poured more water upon his grave as he wept for what he had done. He was encased in glass, trapped in a jar; so fragile, trembling with the tidal wave of his emotions, frozen in time. See there, the monster, peering from within his life's desires, his deepest dreams and his darkest fears; see there, its two great eyes as he turned round, caught in a trance. The eyes glared, furious, glittering in the red, red light, blinking at him. Asking him why. Wanting to know... why.

It roared.

The glass around him shattered. His trance broke. He whirled to once again face the door. His salvation. He took a step.

It lunged forward, giant scythes reaching, anguished eyes glittering. Its trapped wings flittered within the casings of their metal prison. The walls groaned. The red lights went out.

The ceiling collapsed.

Something hit his head. He might've screamed, might've shouted, might've sobbed, but it was lost in the din of the shrieking metal and the howls of the monster, the creature. His creation. His mistake. Blood fell down his face, so red. As red as the lights had been, as red as the fire that still burned, still coursed throughout his limbs. The shards of his brokenness seemed to pierce through his lungs as the world around him fell, fell, fell into the depths of his deepest nightmares.

Get up.

The blood still fell and the world still fell in fractured pieces around him but he got up, got up and dragged himself towards his salvation. It screamed, he screamed, the walls screamed, his mind screamed. He stumbled. The door opened. He pulled the lever.

The door closed.

>.Escape pod activated. Destination: Source. Launch in 3... 2... 1. Launch.

He fell there, limp and unmoving, scarcely believing that he had made it out. And then he remembered. Those eyes, those baleful, blaming eyes. His fault. His fault. His fault.

He was too tired to cry. Too tired to think. He lay shaking on the floor, hugging himself, cold and hot and numb. He let the world fade, muddied in shades of black and red, his blood painting scarlet tears upon his skin.

IMPERIUM

EXAMPLE WORD COUNT: 891

>> view full lore story here <<

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She was having dreams again.

She lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling, her trembling hands clasped firmly on her chest. They weren't real - she knew that, she wasn't delusional - but they sure as hell seemed real. Sometimes she could wake up, sometimes she couldn't; sometimes she knew that she was dreaming, and sometimes she felt exactly the same as when she was awake and lucid. Sometimes she didn't feel the pain.

Sometimes she did.

Letting out a breath, she closed her eyes, relaxing the fingers that had begun to dig into her palms. She knew they weren't real, she knew. And yet…

She let herself imagine they were. Let the implications roll over her like furious waves, crushing her down, lifting her up, crushing her back down again, all the while shoving bitter water down her throat as they tried to drown her. She choked and choked but couldn't breathe, couldn't get air, couldn't, couldn't, didn't, should've-

She sat bolt upright, her eyes flying open. Fumbling for the lamp at her bedside table, she flipped the switch, flooding the small room with light. Squinting, she shook her head, blinking rapidly as her eyes adjusted. With one resigned motion she threw back the covers, slipped out of bed, and padded toward the bathroom, planning to wake herself up fully with a cold shower. Better- a freezing one. Rivers of glacier water couldn't hurt, since she certainly wasn't going back to sleep. What time even was it?

She took a glance at her watch - still banded on her wrist, she noted, just like the old mascara that was most likely smeared all over her face and pillow, and the rumpled jeans and hoodie she had worn the day before. And fallen asleep in, apparently. Delightful. Freaking delightful. Not to mention that it was two thirty in the morning, and she wanted coffee, and she was tired, and she felt crappy, and she just wanted one night, ONE, of good rest. Was that so much to ask? Apparently it was.

Rolling her eyes, she huffed her way into her tiny bathroom, still squinting, bleary-eyed, and thirsting for a good dose of caffeine. She winced when she saw her reflection in the mirror, black circles of mascara and eyeshadow smeared sloppily over pale, pasty skin. She looked like a rabid raccoon. Scratch that. She looked like a rabid, starving raccoon in need of a haircut, a facial and some sleeping therapy. What a night.

Avoiding looking at her reflection, she stripped off her jeans and hoodie, balled them up, threw them on the counter. Wrinkled her nose at the stale sweat smell, shook her head, and flipped on the ventilator, deciding the rabid raccoon needed a facial and a laundry session. And maybe a class on how to be a basic human with basic human knowledge about basic human cleanliness. Or maybe she was an alien from Pluto and wasn't really human at all. That would definitely explain it.

She reached back and undid her hair from its tangled tail, combing her fingers through it as she grabbed the soap from the cabinet with her other hand. She gave a cursory glance at the label, blinked, and did a double take. Did that really say Chicken Smoothie Shampoo, Lavender? What type of shampoo brand was Chicken Smoothie? What in the deepest depths of-

All thought stopped when she yanked open the shower curtain.

So bright, so red. So vivid. Spattered and pooled and twisted, drawn across the white walls, jagged script forming four letters, dripping down, still warm, still alive, still beating with fear and panic and anger, and she could feel it, pressing in on her chest like an anvil, the letters hammering away at her lungs until she couldn't think, couldn't speak. Couldn't scream. She could only read her name, over and over, written on her bathroom wall in angry, bloody script:

EVAH

She stumbled backward, dropping the soap, her hand falling from the shower curtain as her eyes rolled wildly. She needed to leave. She couldn’t see the door. It was here, wasn't it? Where did it go? Why couldn't she breathe? Breathe, Evah. But she couldn't. She couldn't because all she could see was her name written on her shower wall, the tang of iron in her nostrils, the plastic curtain slick in her hands. Hands coated with red.

EVAH. EVAH. EVAH.

She tried to scream but she couldn't, the dark closing in, her vision throbbing white, then red, then black. Something around her throat squeezed and she gasped, whimpering, falling to the floor and curling in a ball as the pounding in her head grew louder, angrier.

EVAH. EVAH. EVAH. EVAH.

She raised her hands to her head, not realizing the blood that slicked them dripped onto her face, sliding down her fingers and into her pores, sinking in like a parasite. It writhed like a living thing, digging into her skin, burrowing through her flesh and into her bones. The pain was unbearable. It screamed and screamed and screamed but she couldn't make a sound, couldn't do anything but lie there and listen, lie there and cry, lie there and feel the life draining out of her body-

EVAH.

THEIR BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS.

EVAH. EVAH. EVAH.

She never realized she was dreaming.

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PAYMENT METHODS wrote:
i take gems, treasure, wishlist items, UMAs, and art as payment (in order of preference.) my treasure to gem ratio is 1:1100.

pricing does not vary when it comes to different types of lore. if you commission me for a description of a dragon, a story about a dragon, a dream/nightmare sequence, a history of a dragon, etc the price remains the same for each type.

FINAL PRICING wrote:
i charge 0.55g per word. i typically write in amounts of 500 to 1000 words per commission. rates for those specific amounts are below.

500 words of lore = 275g

1000 words of lore = 550g

BONUS! wrote:
you may get more than the amount you have requested for free if i am feeling inspired! for example, if you order specifically a 500 word lore piece and it ends up being 550 words, you get the extra 50 words for free. please let me know if you would only like a strict amount of words/do not want me doing extra.

>>you can also order a minimum word amount. for example, you can order a lore story with a minimum of 500 words, but if you want to allow me freedom to write as much as i want, you can choose this option. the word amount above the minimum you give you will be paying for, though; the extra isn't for free. the words:payment ratio is the same as listed above.

TO ORDER wrote:
to order, please fill out the order form below. no need to ping me, as i am subscribed. it clutters up my notifcations, so if you can avoid it, please do. any brainstorming on dragon ideas is greatly appreciated; the more, the better, as i can get a better idea of what i want to write if you give me outlines. however, you can also just chuck a dragon at me and ask me to write a random story for them if you have no ideas. i'm pretty good at coming up with stories, especially if dragon appearances inspire me.
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[b]your username:[/b] [b]your dragon:[/b] [b]lore type:[/b] (story, biography, description, dream sequence, etc.) [b]lore outline/ideas:[/b] [b]word count:[/b] [b]payment method:[/b]

REFUNDS wrote:
regarding refunds; i will only provide compensation/full refunds for the order if you request a refund and:

• i have made a large error; the lore is not anything like your order requested

• i have taken more than three* months (unless something major is going on)

• i personally do not like the flow or quality of the lore

>>i will not provide any refunds for the following reasons:

• i have made a small error that can be fixed quickly. examples of this include grammar, punctuation, spelling, run-on sentences, overusage of a particular word, etc. if it can be fixed without rewriting a large part of the lore, then i consider it small. if you notice any of these errors, i will fix them for free.

• you changed your mind about what you wanted for your dragon after you ordered, and did not notify me.

• if you didn't like how long it took, but i provided the lore to you in under two months.


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