Short Stories

Short Stories

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WpMetadataReadErwachseneninhaltAbgeschlossene Geschichte Mi., Dez. 30, 201510m
Alia shivered at the side of the pool despite the humid heat. The raspy monotone voice of the Shostark irritated her. The planet's emanations had wreaked havoc on his genes; his hairless and earless head, scaly purple-hued skin, and distorted vocal cords suggested that he was one of a handful of humans who were fourth generation Vermanian. She felt faintly ill at the prospect of her descendants looking like that. Not that she intended to have any Vermanian descendants, or any descendants at all, for that matter. Even if she had wanted to, the birth rate on Vermania was so low, even the birth of a mutant like the Shostark was greeted with joy. She switched her attention to the distant sound of the sandstorm battering the surface of the planet somewhere overhead. Seven more months, and she'd turn eighteen. Then she'd be on the next shuttle off this Godforsaken planet and away from these creepy heretics. The Shostark took a ladle, dipped it into a polished obsidian bowl, and cast
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New World

(Chapters are in English) Her scale like skin glimmered in the sun like vibrant, red diamonds as she stepped down onto earth. Her eyes were a beautiful golden glaze that only seemed to shine brighter when hit with the sun's glow. Her body was toned with muscles, as if she were born with them. Her hair was a deep black, neatly decorated into long, patterned braids that stopped just at her lower back. And scars adorned her front and back torso. 💫 Things were not meant to be like this. She had just reached her coming of age, she was supposed to be celebrating with her ງ๏ภคร, and yet here she was on her family's ship sailing off into space away from what used to be her home planet. What used to be a beautiful, scarlet planet filled with wonderful clouds, beautiful forests, gorgeous mountains, and vast-less oceans, it was now filled with black smoke as bits and pieces of the planet itself drifted off into space. *Any and all pictures and/or videos used in this story do NOT belong to me

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