- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Steampunk, Romance, Scifi, Horror, Modern, and Fantasy, although I'm always jazzed to try something new.
He could feel it. It was sending off waves of energy. Searching. Lonely. Lost. He flew towards it, as quickly as his little wings would take him. The were an opalescent blur. Trees and grass sped by as the tiny, winged man raced towards the source of the disturbance. He wasn't exactly sure when it happened, but he shifted out of the world of the wee folk, into the world between.
He was close. He could practically taste the mortal plane. The source of the emanations was just on the other side. It would just take a bit of extra energy, and-
A swelling, tightening sensation swelled all throughout the pixie's body, and with a snapping release, he was through to the cusp. Not quite the world of men, then, but he could feel a fading life-force. A shade was accumulating.
It felt so lonely. So lost. "Come here. Come to me. I'll help you."
He was close. He could practically taste the mortal plane. The source of the emanations was just on the other side. It would just take a bit of extra energy, and-
A swelling, tightening sensation swelled all throughout the pixie's body, and with a snapping release, he was through to the cusp. Not quite the world of men, then, but he could feel a fading life-force. A shade was accumulating.
It felt so lonely. So lost. "Come here. Come to me. I'll help you."