Enid

@whalekeeper

It’s painful to read, but thanks I guess.

The Protector — Gabriel Mai

It, indeed, was Lucy. She tumbled unceremoniously from the mass of black feathers. The crow shifted its attention from the shiny silver, to her, and she ran, the crow chasing after her.

Gabriel’s blades were out in a moment, boots digging into the ground as he r…[Read more]

*back door creaks open*

So, I’m not joining back in, but I am avidly stalking, and the Seven Minutes phrase sparked this scene to mind (don’t know how) so you can blame that for this weirdness. Enjoy.

LeQroi

Seven minutes until dinner. The Master chef stood in the center of the kitchen, white leather boots glued in place. Literally. His glare…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

The problem is not what I want to write, I just genuinely hate my writing style right now.

The Protector — Gabriel Mai

As the crows above cackled and argued, Gabriel’s attention was drawn to something silver falling from the tower. A crow dived after it, and among its black feathers was a spot of color on its back. Gabriel cal…[Read more]

@keilah-h

**SPOILER DISCUSSED THROUGHOUT POST**

Hmm…I guess they could do what the book does with that spot pic of the First Well at the end. As if they’re saying “see, they found the well. Everything is going to be okay.” And then have Andrew Peterson come on and explain a bit. Or just end it with a couple flashbacks and have Janner’s Lay…[Read more]

@savannah_grace2009

Oh sister…

God is so good.

I’ll keep y’all in prayer.

@savannah_grace2009

oh Sara! I’m so sorry that she died, yet I’m also so glad that you have begun to find joy in Christ, even in this hard time! I was praying that God would give you peace and joy, and it looks like He is answering that prayer. I will continue to pray for you and your family. It really is hard, I know. I am still walking with a f…[Read more]

@savannah_grace2009

I’m so sorry, Sara, but I’m so glad that Jesus has been comforting you during this time! It is truly amazing to hear of how the Lord is taking care of you right now. You’re in our prayers *hugs*

Yesterday afternoon, my mom passed away. She’s with Jesus now, and I’m very joyful about that, but I miss her a lot, too.

Something really cool happened though! Saturday night, my cousins on my dad’s side came to visit my mom, and when we went home, one of them spent the night in my room just for fun, and so did my sister.

I’d been going through…[Read more]

@loopylin

sure, do whatever.

@elishavet-pidyon

I meant the whole dodgeball scene where he’s militarizing the whole thing. lol

@ellette-giselle do you mind if I fast forward a bit with my next rp?

@loopylin

Angelita will reply tomorrow. I just spent 45 minutes trying to figure out her favorite animal and now I need to go to bed. XD

Rory

”well, do you know the way? If you do, I’ll go with you.”

@loopylin

LOLLLL! Yes!

Why do you think I didn’t eat any Cranberry Sauce of Thanksgiving??

(fr though, it was because I’m a picky person about recipes, and it was the wrong recipe)

@rae

So is this cannibalism?

Really not my best work, his lips are wayyy to small

I finished this…and then realized it was terrible…

Not any of my ocs, btw, this was a trade for someone on Unvale

And after over 12 hours, I return.

@whalekeeper

I had to pull out a plot device

The Protector — Gabriel Mai

The shadowy form of the bird faded slowly into the mist, and Gabriel’s heart sunk. He couldn’t wait, he’d have to hope the crow kept its steady direction, and enter the maze to pursue it. He adjusted his mask, pulling the red ribbon t…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Dante

Rory’s tone made Dante feel like a kid again, being bossed by an older sibling. His posture slouched and he grumbled something indecipherable. Then he looked at Rory with a slight glare.

“I can’t… go by myself.”

Jack Celby

The dining hall was beginning to fill up quickly with excited students. They were all crowded around a very long table in the middle of the room. There was no food out yet, but mouth watering smells drifted in from the kitchen. Jack hovered on the edge of the crowd, waiting patiently. A few people glanced his way, but none attempted to…[Read more]

@mineralizedwritings

From: Brea Thorne, Thorne Mansion, N. Elm Street, Linmaus

To: Someone

Hello, my name is Brea. I am eleven years old. My brother is making me find a penpal because he says it will be good for me. I am too busy, though, so I am just writing this to make him happy and then I will leave it in the wastebasket at the post…[Read more]