Denali Christianson

  • @whalekeeper

    This is literally a childhood nightmare of mine. Wormmmmmssss…=|

    I am quite content with whatever length you prefer to write. :]

    Yay. XD

    Ari

    Ah. So this is what Moth had meant by squeamish. Wonderful.

    Worms didn’t eat living creatures, did they? He watched the glistering beasts, hand on his dagger, eyes darkly livid. Daring one…[Read more]

  • And that was a very short reply to such a beautifully long role play. I shall aspire to do better.

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari

    Thunder rolling in the earth quivered up from his feet to his spine. The ground shook, cracked. Changed.

    Ari swore–fervently. He had the sense that more devout people would have prayed. But considering they were all dead…

    He swore again.

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari

    That was…oddly specific. And like nothing he’d heard of before.

    If he didn’t already prefer having his eyes and tongue inside his head, being lost to his family was almost appealing. He shrugged.

    “That sounds uncomfortable. So what are doing?”

  • Erp. If this was a generation or two later, you’d really freak him out. As it is…

     

    Ari

     

    His eyes narrowed, but in confusion not anger.

    “Human?” He shook his head. Another word he didn’t quite know the meaning of. “Do you mean mortal, children of the cursed? Or just the dust born in general?”

    And what did his creation heritage have to do…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    XD

    Ari

    Moth disappeared through the roof in a last swirl of gold and dust. Silence settled in the shadows.

    He hadn’t realized how much the bright younger boy had chased those shadows away. At least for a little while. Ari turned his back on the darkened room.

    Time to break curfew. Again. The stairs creaked under his feet as he…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    If it helps, he does eventually figure things out and have a relatively happy life.

    Ari

    Squeamish? He hesitated a moment, considering what that was supposed to mean. He’d hunted and cleaned deer, helped in the stables, and patched up uncountable injuries of his own. He’d even helped burry a few of his father’s political enemies, as…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari… Are you ok?

    Eh….XD I’ll let you come to your own conclusions.

    Ari

    Collecting stories. He followed Moth’s gaze up to the hole in the roof. Here he was, sitting on another boy’s floor, talking about stories like they were something you could gather up in a box.

    Maybe they were. Maybe you could.

    “I suppose I wouldn’t mind. H…[Read more]

  • Ahhhhh it atenmy reply.

    @whalekeeper

    Ari

    Adventures…in his world those usually included being tied up or locked in a closet. Or that’s what his brother’s called it. He had a feeling that wasn’t the type Moth was thinking about.

    He licked the honey off his fingers, considering. Not much light filtered through the small square in the roof. Not…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari

    This fairie King liked asking questions.

    “Well, I…” He paused. What was left? His half-brothers were good at everything that mattered–warriors, diplomats, judges– “Haven’t really thought about it. What do you like to do?”

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari

    Breaf and honey. His mouth curved up despite himself. He took the food.

    “I don’t think so, or at least…”

    At least, not compared to the legends of his dead cousins.

    “… Not yet.”

    His fingers burned at the remembered thrum of wood, sinew, and feather singing from shot and shot. He shoved a bite of bread into his mouth to…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    “Depends on how you define friends. There’s a fellow in archery that doesn’t seem to mind practicing with me.”

    “People usually don’t stick around after our first meeting.” Although, he didn’t typically end up sitting on a student’s bedroom floor talking about family and friends. He studied the dust swirling around them.

    How did he get here?

  • @ellette-giselle Good. =D

    @whalekeeper

    Ari

    His mother? He sat down and folded his arms across his drawn up knees.

    This boy didn’t know about his family. His chin came up a fraction. There would be no misinformation or preconceived motions to combat.

    “She’s a beautiful woman. Gracious, gentle hearted, a true queen. She’s a noblewoman by birth…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    Oh my word. O.O

    Ari

    It was perfectly normal for people to walk up walls. Definitely. Ari’s unhinged mouth had nothing to do with it.

    Definitely.

    Black stars.

    The window screeched open, letting in a want of misty night air. Ari managed to snap his mouth shut. Moth was talking again in his quiet way, crouched two feet over Ari’s…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari

    This place was old. Or maybe just forgotten. Words had never been his strong point.

    It was also bare besides the coat of dust hanging around them, but Ari didn’t notice. His gaze was latched on the dim square of glass in the ceiling.

    “Does it open?” He looked back at Moth. The boy had said something…ah.

    “The floor’s a place…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    Ohhhhh….   O0O

    She is the great and terrible. XD

    Ari

    “I, err…” He brushed his hair back. Hang? Wasn’t that a form of execution? But no, the students here used it for something else. He had mentioned food. Ari nodded, the movement sending his hair back over his eyes. “Need someone beat up?”

  • Ohh! It just let me actually see it. It had you as “Anonymous” with no pic.

    Unless this was what you had been messing with…

  • @whalekeeper

    Ohh! It just let me actually see it. It had you as “Anonymous” with no pic. (Your name is hilarious)

    XD

    Ari

    His eyes widened.

    “King? And that man put a watching spell on your door? Black stars.” He shook his head, cursing under his breath.

    Here was a king who actually wanted to help his people and the school treated him like…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    What had happened to thy profile pic? =|

    Ari

    “Eh…” He shrugged, eyes on the emptying hallway. “Net necessarily middle children. My father was technically the second born of the stories are true. But things happen to annoying little brothers.”

    Things no one wanted to explain to the next generation. That was fine. Ari would find…[Read more]

  • @whalekeeper

    Ari

    Moth looked sincere if a little uncertain. Ari looked away to study the scarlet scrolling on the wall.

    “I…”

    better himself…help his kindred…troubles…this boy was good hearted, even if he did seem a bit unsettled.

    Ari was just unsettled.

    “Guess I didn’t want to repeat history. Kind of the middle child, so to speak.…[Read more]

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