One day, she consulted the second-most powerful magician in the town, a fortune-teller named Verett. Desperate, she asked him if she would ever find love. After consulting the future, he told her (in poetry as was accustomed for fortunes)
Oh lonely princess of mystic power With a gift that others sour True love, though it shall appear Is Aimed for one even Gods fear... find such being dark renowned On spire far from solid ground There the winds will carry thee To subject of your destiny
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One day, she consulted the second-most powerful magician in the town, a fortune-teller named Verett. Desperate, she asked him if she would ever find love. After consulting the future, he told her (in poetry as was accustomed for fortunes)
Oh lonely princess of mystic power With a gift that others sour True love, though it shall appear Is Aimed for one even Gods fear... find such being dark renowned On spire far from solid ground There the winds will carry thee To subject of your destiny
I LOVE, love story’s
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One day, she consulted the second-most powerful magician in the town, a fortune-teller named Verett. Desperate, she asked him if she would ever find love. After consulting the future, he told her (in poetry as was accustomed for fortunes)
Oh lonely princess of mystic power With a gift that others sour True love, though it shall appear Is Aimed for one even Gods fear... find such being dark renowned On spire far from solid ground There the winds will carry thee To subject of your destiny
'I do love a good prophecy! What next?'
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The princess, though distraught at the fact she was fated to marry someone feared by gods, decided to follow the instructions. Soon she found herself on the highest rock spire in the land where she heard a voice calling her in the winds. Steeling her nerves, she jumped off the tower, and was caught by a swirling wind spirit, who carried her to a large tree in the feywilds. The tree was hollow, and was like a wooden house from the inside.
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You see, the inhabitant of this palace was invisible. He greeted the princess at the door, startling her as he appeared to be a voice from nowhere. He introduced himself as her new husband in a kind, still noncorporeal voice. He told her the palace would be theirs, and he would respect her accordingly. The only caveat was that she couldn't see him or know his true name. Things went great around the palace, until a passing fey, Secretly actually Eala, entered the tree. She managed to convince the princess that her husband was a monster and to see his true form. That night, the princess snuck into his room with a candle, and when she held it up to her sleeping husband, she finds that it was the fey deity of love itself. It made sense to the princess that her husband was Love, being something everyone, even gods feared. However, some of the candle wax dripped onto his shoulder, awakening him.
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“Yup. My home is deep in the jungle, but mortals are more fun than monkeys so I like to take little excursions into civilization every now and then.” He blows out a cloud of smoke that temporarily resembles a swinging monkey before it fades away leaving nothing but the putrid scent of cigar smoke.
You see, the inhabitant of this palace was invisible. He greeted the princess at the door, startling her as he appeared to be a voice from nowhere. He introduced himself as her new husband in a kind, still noncorporeal voice. He told her the palace would be theirs, and he would respect her accordingly. The only caveat was that she couldn't see him or know his true name. Things went great around the palace, until a passing fey, Secretly actually Eala, entered the tree. She managed to convince the princess that her husband was a monster and to see his true form. That night, the princess snuck into his room with a candle, and when she held it up to her sleeping husband, she finds that it was the fey deity of love itself. It made sense to the princess that her husband was Love, being something everyone, even gods feared. However, some of the candle wax dripped onto his shoulder, awakening him.
'Oh no! Did she die?'
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“Yup. My home is deep in the jungle, but mortals are more fun than monkeys so I like to take little excursions into civilization every now and then.” He blows out a cloud of smoke that temporarily resembles a swinging monkey before it fades away leaving nothing but the putrid scent of cigar smoke.
'That figures. If you like hanging out with animals, you should try make friends with the rat guy'
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Osin, the love deity, magic wax burning through his shoulder, proceeded to explain that now that the princess could see him, there were much bigger problems. His mother, Eala, the deity of love, magic, and beauty, sent him to kill her because she was furious at people worshipping the princess instead of her. Betrayed, Osin feebly flew away on his dove wings and made the palace disappear, sending the princess plummeting as they were on the second floor. When the princess fell, there were no mystic winds to catch her now, and she landed on her arm. The princess, even though her arm was now definitely very broken, was filled with resolve to find Estor and apologize. And so she went off journeying. One night, she stopped at a statue of Alle, the fey deity of families. She was sad to see the status in disarray, so she brushed off the moss and dirt and left an offering with apples from a nearby tree. Along with this, she wrote a spell on the shrine, so she could call on Alle in her time of need. The princess did the same thing to a statue of the fey deity of crops, Kipo, gaining the favor of Kipo as well if she should need it.
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“Yup. My home is deep in the jungle, but mortals are more fun than monkeys so I like to take little excursions into civilization every now and then.” He blows out a cloud of smoke that temporarily resembles a swinging monkey before it fades away leaving nothing but the putrid scent of cigar smoke.
'That figures. If you like hanging out with animals, you should try make friends with the rat guy'
“The rat guy?” he blows out another billow of smoke that scatters about in the form of a bunch of rats for a moment. “Who’s that?”
She just kept journeying. Eventually, she realized that the only way to make up with Eala is to confront her, so she arrives at Eala's palace. For a love deity, Eala loved vengeance and at this point was overjoyed that the girl she was trying to kill showed up at her doorstep. She welcomed the princess in and told her two handmaidens to help our hero get ready. Unfortunately, Eala's twisted definition of "get ready" was to strip the princess of her magic in the most painful way possible, with a little extra bodily torture on the side. And she calls herself a Love goddess! But no, Eala wasn't done with the princess yet...
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“Yup. My home is deep in the jungle, but mortals are more fun than monkeys so I like to take little excursions into civilization every now and then.” He blows out a cloud of smoke that temporarily resembles a swinging monkey before it fades away leaving nothing but the putrid scent of cigar smoke.
'That figures. If you like hanging out with animals, you should try make friends with the rat guy'
“The rat guy?” he blows out another billow of smoke that scatters about in the form of a bunch of rats for a moment. “Who’s that?”
'You not seen him? He's a local freak, hangs around alleyways and sewers talking to rats. He's harmless though, just probably a bit crazy'
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She just kept journeying. Eventually, she realized that the only way to make up with Eala is to confront her, so she arrives at Eala's palace. For a love deity, Eala loved vengeance and at this point was overjoyed that the girl she was trying to kill showed up at her doorstep. She welcomed the princess in and told her two handmaidens to help our hero get ready. Unfortunately, Eala's twisted definition of "get ready" was to strip the princess of her magic in the most painful way possible, with a little extra bodily torture on the side. And she calls herself a Love goddess! But no, Eala wasn't done with the princess yet...
Let me at her
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She just kept journeying. Eventually, she realized that the only way to make up with Eala is to confront her, so she arrives at Eala's palace. For a love deity, Eala loved vengeance and at this point was overjoyed that the girl she was trying to kill showed up at her doorstep. She welcomed the princess in and told her two handmaidens to help our hero get ready. Unfortunately, Eala's twisted definition of "get ready" was to strip the princess of her magic in the most painful way possible, with a little extra bodily torture on the side. And she calls herself a Love goddess! But no, Eala wasn't done with the princess yet...
Let me at her
'What did she do?'
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One day, she consulted the second-most powerful magician in the town, a fortune-teller named Verett. Desperate, she asked him if she would ever find love. After consulting the future, he told her (in poetry as was accustomed for fortunes)
Oh lonely princess of mystic power With a gift that others sour True love, though it shall appear Is Aimed for one even Gods fear... find such being dark renowned On spire far from solid ground There the winds will carry thee To subject of your destiny
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Why is flint in an alleyway all the time
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
I LOVE, love story’s
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
He nods his shaggy head, “I can ‘preciate a good meal. Hard to find good food in the jungle.”
'Exactly. Is that where you're from?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*It's either alleyways or sewers, and sewers are too out of the way*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'I do love a good prophecy! What next?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The princess, though distraught at the fact she was fated to marry someone feared by gods, decided to follow the instructions. Soon she found herself on the highest rock spire in the land where she heard a voice calling her in the winds. Steeling her nerves, she jumped off the tower, and was caught by a swirling wind spirit, who carried her to a large tree in the feywilds. The tree was hollow, and was like a wooden house from the inside.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
'And then what? She hides in the house?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
You see, the inhabitant of this palace was invisible. He greeted the princess at the door, startling her as he appeared to be a voice from nowhere. He introduced himself as her new husband in a kind, still noncorporeal voice. He told her the palace would be theirs, and he would respect her accordingly. The only caveat was that she couldn't see him or know his true name. Things went great around the palace, until a passing fey, Secretly actually Eala, entered the tree. She managed to convince the princess that her husband was a monster and to see his true form. That night, the princess snuck into his room with a candle, and when she held it up to her sleeping husband, she finds that it was the fey deity of love itself. It made sense to the princess that her husband was Love, being something everyone, even gods feared. However, some of the candle wax dripped onto his shoulder, awakening him.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“Yup. My home is deep in the jungle, but mortals are more fun than monkeys so I like to take little excursions into civilization every now and then.” He blows out a cloud of smoke that temporarily resembles a swinging monkey before it fades away leaving nothing but the putrid scent of cigar smoke.
'Oh no! Did she die?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'That figures. If you like hanging out with animals, you should try make friends with the rat guy'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Osin, the love deity, magic wax burning through his shoulder, proceeded to explain that now that the princess could see him, there were much bigger problems. His mother, Eala, the deity of love, magic, and beauty, sent him to kill her because she was furious at people worshipping the princess instead of her. Betrayed, Osin feebly flew away on his dove wings and made the palace disappear, sending the princess plummeting as they were on the second floor. When the princess fell, there were no mystic winds to catch her now, and she landed on her arm. The princess, even though her arm was now definitely very broken, was filled with resolve to find Estor and apologize. And so she went off journeying. One night, she stopped at a statue of Alle, the fey deity of families. She was sad to see the status in disarray, so she brushed off the moss and dirt and left an offering with apples from a nearby tree. Along with this, she wrote a spell on the shrine, so she could call on Alle in her time of need. The princess did the same thing to a statue of the fey deity of crops, Kipo, gaining the favor of Kipo as well if she should need it.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
'Cool! And then what?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
“The rat guy?” he blows out another billow of smoke that scatters about in the form of a bunch of rats for a moment. “Who’s that?”
She just kept journeying. Eventually, she realized that the only way to make up with Eala is to confront her, so she arrives at Eala's palace. For a love deity, Eala loved vengeance and at this point was overjoyed that the girl she was trying to kill showed up at her doorstep. She welcomed the princess in and told her two handmaidens to help our hero get ready. Unfortunately, Eala's twisted definition of "get ready" was to strip the princess of her magic in the most painful way possible, with a little extra bodily torture on the side. And she calls herself a Love goddess! But no, Eala wasn't done with the princess yet...
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
'You not seen him? He's a local freak, hangs around alleyways and sewers talking to rats. He's harmless though, just probably a bit crazy'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Let me at her
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
'What did she do?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.