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  • 53 weeks
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    Smolder exhaled. Whether the smoke that followed came from biology or the dragon's refusal to contain the cigarette's erosion Ocellus couldn't tell. It blossomed, though, a smudge of grey against the bruised sky, and that was enough. But in that moment Ocellus was certain that whatever Smolder did would have been enough.

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  • 88 weeks
    Architects

    S'up. Been a while, hasn't it? But yeah, I've been writing some horsegriffonwords here and there. It's very rough, and I'm not sure if it'll go anywhere or see the light of day, but here's a small part of it that I liked and thought I'd share.


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  • 113 weeks
    Wrote Something Last Week

    Not a story as such (or, at least, not anything approaching a complete story), but the foundation of something that could conceivably become a story with some time and effort.

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  • 115 weeks
    Saw the G5 Movie Today.

    As is probably apparent by my lateness to the proceedings, I haven't really been motivated to catch it thus far, but was babysitting and my charge wanted to watch it.

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  • 123 weeks
    Time Flies

    Smolder lay sprawled across the rug, limbs and claws entwined in dense yak hair. Her scales had become uneven shimmering planes, given their fleeting new life by the light of the fireplace. There, prancing tongues lived and died erratically, the only concession to the passing of time.

    "Hey, you see the moon from there?"

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Aug
26th
2021

Her Hoard · 9:28pm Aug 26th, 2021

Her hoard is radiant; the scalding fragility of the sun and the diamond-hazed mystery of the moon, both cajoling for her reflection.

Her hoard is unyielding; individual pieces that slip and slide, feigning uncertainty, but which nevertheless work as one to smother and surround her, shielding her from the world outside.

Her hoard is gentle; malleable shapes and sounds, a twinkle like laughter, a glimmer like a confession.

Her hoard is beyond time; memories fading into images and sensations, the promises of echoes yet to find their origin. All beneath the skin. All nurturing.

Her hoard is beyond space; an expanse of riches that could bury the world a thousand times over, and yet which has somehow found home in a pair of eyes.

And when those eyes blink, Smolder gets to experience her hoard all over again.

Comments ( 18 )

So poetic and beautiful and adorable!!!

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Oh that's very kind of you. Thank you for taking some time out of your day to read it. :twilightsmile: I don't really have the time these days to write longer fanfiction, but every now and then a small fragment of an idea takes me.

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Well, I enjoyed it, it was very well written, bravo

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You should really have a shortfic anthology where you can post things like this.

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That's not a bad suggestion actually. I doubt I've got a full fic in me at the moment, but can see myself still occasionally contributing with some fanfiction, plus the once-in-a-blue-moon submissions to the Flashfic group. Appreciate it, and you coming here to read my work. :heart:

I may have selfishly boosted this because I want more people to see your work.

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beautiful

Mere words can't describe how beautiful this poem is.

I just love it. Very beautiful.

Look, I know I said I have no words, but hey, this is No name 13 we are talking about. ^^'

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I wish so much that I could Like and Favorite this because it's just so eloquent and beautiful that it deserves the praise. Good job!

That was adorable.

That is a very heartfelt and wonderful work. Very well written and beautiful to read! Well done!

Gorgeous as always

Beautiful and sweet.

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Oh goodness, that explains it then. Woke up to a bizarrely high number of notifications and follows for a blog post! :twilightoops: I did wonder what was going on.

Thank you, genuinely. That was a very kind thing to take the time to do, and whilst my productivity here probably doesn't warrant the number of followers I have, it's nice to know I've got the opportunity to entertain some more when I next get round to writing something. And off the back of a generally crappy day, it was nice to wake up to something pleasant. You're a star. :twilightsmile:

Oh, that is unfairly gorgeous. Well done.

Even as not a very big poetry person, nice. :)

This is pure poetry.

It heals and warms my Smocellus heart.

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Eeey, thank you very much :heart:. Appreciate you still coming back here to read my stuff, small though it is, and glad you enjoyed it. Hope life is treating you well!

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