The fight to be me
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COMPLETED STORY The agony is like nothing I have ever felt before, I slide in and out of consciousness, I feel the strange sway of the two legged's walk as I am being carried through the woods, I wish to call out to my mate but I am weakened by the torments cast upon me. I have been laid down in the cold snow and my tormenter is digging in the frozen earth, I once again lose consciousness. The next time my eyes flutter open I have cold snow mixed with frozen dirt being thrown on my throbbing frame. I'm not sure what is going on. I'm freezing, hurt, and confused. I rouse to strange smells that are new to me, I'm colder than ever and something is definitely missing. I attempt to stand but immediately fall onto a fur covered ground, wait, fur... Where is my fur?!? Where did my tail go? Why do my paws look bare and have moving sticks coming out of them? Who stretched my legs out? What in tarnation happened to my fur? I guess that would explain why I'm cold. I begin to take in my surroundings, I am in a dead tree shelter but it looks completely different, there is a fire crackling near me but it does little to warm my bare skin, I'm startled by the sound of laughter, I look over and see a two legged is staring at me with a hint of humor in his eye. "You are very confused. I found you almost dead in a non descent grave. You were shot and bruised. I brought you here and made some... changes. It was the only way I could save you." The stranger explains. I don't really understand what he is saying, all I know is I want my fur back.Complete
The Living Wind in the Forest - Fire
Animals long ago respected one another. Were equal and fair to one another. Even humans, when they were like us. Creatures hunted and built shelter for survival, and nothing else. Many generations past, and humans have evolved with greed. They now refer to themselves as superior, and break the ancient rules. Only kill to survive. Young Snow's pack has become one of the many targets, whereas members were killed every once and a while. Now, Snow's pack was forced to be always on the move, to avoid such an atrocity. Finding enough food during winter was a miracle, but finding a safe home would be a dream.Complete
to pretend you are a fool
The Witchfinder would find any wizard or witch that cannot be found using conventional means. -•-•- -LOWERCASE INTENDED FOR TITLE- -•-•- Posted to Archive of Our Own as well. -•-•- All characters and places featured in this work do not belong to me. They belong to a video game called 'Identity V' and belongs to the company Netease. The plotline is loosely based around Season 2, Episode 7, 'The Wtchfinder' of the BBC show 'Merlin.' I own the writing of this work, and I own the work itself. The art featured in the cover of this work does not belong to me. It was made by twindark on Instagram. I own the cover of this work.Complete
Revenge. It'll kill you.
A blood-thirsty spirit, tortured when she was supposed to be getting help. Her torturers doppelgänger. This is only going to end one way, and it ain't going to be pretty...Complete
{ enchanted forest }
{ enchanted forest } In which Winter enters a Sleeping Curse and the fairytales try to save her.. before it is too late. Be warned: * This book contains plotlines from the second season of 'Once Upon A Time'. * This is a fanfiction, which means that I am not the rightful owner of the original content. I am rightful owner to this fanfiction and to the character Winter. * How I interpret the characters is my decision. I make them do things that seem logical to their characters or with the future of their character in mind.Complete
Almighty Beings: Beings of Chaos
"My purpose was clear, my power absolute, my senses attuned to the subtle symphony of sin and suffering. But then... an inexplicable anomaly shattered the familiar cadence of my reality. A soul, inexplicably pilfered from my very grasp, led me to a creature of unbridled chaos, a being unlike any I have ever encountered. Her scent, her very touch, assails my senses and twists my being into an unfamiliar, agonizing torment. My ancient wrath, once a formidable instrument of order, now battles against an overwhelming, inexplicable pull. I pursue answers with relentless intent, striving to categorize her, to understand the source of this disquieting influence that threatens my control and the very fabric of my existence. I am left to question if I am truly losing my millennia-honed grip, or if this creature is, indeed, the most exquisite form of chaos I am doomed to endure."Complete
COMPLETED STORY The agony is like nothing I have ever felt before, I slide in and out of consciousness, I feel the strange sway of the two legged's walk as I am being carried through the woods, I wish to call out to my mate but I am weakened by the torments cast upon me. I have been laid down in the cold snow and my tormenter is digging in the frozen earth, I once again lose consciousness. The next time my eyes flutter open I have cold snow mixed with frozen dirt being thrown on my throbbing frame. I'm not sure what is going on. I'm freezing, hurt, and confused. I rouse to strange smells that are new to me, I'm colder than ever and something is definitely missing. I attempt to stand but immediately fall onto a fur covered ground, wait, fur... Where is my fur?!? Where did my tail go? Why do my paws look bare and have moving sticks coming out of them? Who stretched my legs out? What in tarnation happened to my fur? I guess that would explain why I'm cold. I begin to take in my surroundings, I am in a dead tree shelter but it looks completely different, there is a fire crackling near me but it does little to warm my bare skin, I'm startled by the sound of laughter, I look over and see a two legged is staring at me with a hint of humor in his eye. "You are very confused. I found you almost dead in a non descent grave. You were shot and bruised. I brought you here and made some... changes. It was the only way I could save you." The stranger explains. I don't really understand what he is saying, all I know is I want my fur back.
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