LanaCorvin

"Ugh, where is that damned Pollux?" Seth groaned, pushing aside the greenery. It was a wonder they called this a garden. It was more like a rainforest you'd see back on earth. The leaves on the plants, were thick and vibrant. They were enormous, as big as a tree's canopy sometimes. The air was dense, and wet, making it hard to tell sweat from humidity. The boy stopped walking, as another thick branch thwaped him on the face. Crack! "Oh you fucking little shit!" He grabbed hold of the one that hit him, and yanked it out, as if it were nothing, throwing it to the ground. "Hey!" Ati screamed to him. "You do realize, that if you hurt the forest,

Before him lay a humongous mountain, stretching from the earth to the heavens, and back again. Thought it was large, it wasn't quite a mountain; just as I described it before, it was only a staircase. Kenny drew forth a long sigh, dropping his arms at is sides as he strongly began his brisk walk to the newly sunlit area. It was like a bald spot in the darkness; just that little bit was illuminated by the planet's light source. Once he finally made it to the "mountain", he put his best foot forward. It would be easy, right? Second step, third step ... Fourth .... Seven hundred eighty eight ... Nine hundred and eighty thousand, three hundred an

Their path was twisted and warped, as they made their way as best they could, to the spirit tree. Ati, Seth, and Lowell kept their heads as high as they could. The air was much colder on this side of the garden. Which meant they were getting close. Most of their journey wasn't spoken. They hardly said a thing, and Seth never really asked about their change in appearance. He knew something was different about them anyways. He only ever asked of his brother. -But never got answers. Ati knew exactly where he was. The greenery around them was dense, and now dark. Night approached, yet none of them grew weary. This place had a mysterious air to i

What is a mother? I heard she's supposed to love you like no other. Supposed to guide you down the road to happiness, Never infecting you with her illness, I heard that mothers can see through a false smile, But she tells me, my face is her black board, Her zone to manipulate and play with, She believes she is a blacksmith, Forging the perfect child, From silver ivory, and wood of forest's wild. Miss mother may I, Be the imperfect soul I am, Miss mother may I, Seek happiness in my own way, Because if you refuse, I will never stay, I'll sail down the waters, On the all mighty sea, Far from my origin, Far away from my house; since it ne

Kenny watched the greenery below him, as time lurched forward. Since the night in the library, he had become ever curious about Nikai, and what it had to offer. He loved the way that the light shown like an invisible lamp over the entire continent. It intrigued the boy, as he watched how it illuminated the plains below the castle. This place seemed to go on forever. A slight tap at the door woke Kenny from his watching. "Kenneth," It was Luther with a grave look plastered on his face. "Luther what's-" He snatched the young boy away from his chambers, much like he did the first night of his arrival. "We have to get out of here." His whisper

"What do you think we do with him, boss?" A raspy, and thick disembodied voice did something like a whisper, but it was more like a quiet yell. "You're terrible at whispering. Pick the boy up at once." This time a more distinguished voice filled the air with purpose. That must be the boss. "Sorry." The other man replied. Kenny's eyes fluttered open, when a very gruff pair of hands ripped him off the ground, and on some kind of creature. The very awkwardly small and stocky man, mounted as well, and all three of them bounded to wherever their destination was. The boy didn't speak, he just watched the forest creep by him, ever so slowly. They

His eye creaked open, letting the light that came through burn him. He recognized this place without hesitation. Before him, Ati lay, unmoving but surely alive. -As alive as she could possibly be. Everyone lay sprawled before Kenny. He honest to god thought he was dead. Standing up proved a challenge, his left leg wanted to lie down, while his right was ready and able to move. His left side burned, struggle as he might, he collapsed on the ground, hugging his thigh. The pain shot through his body, making him cringe and want to cry out. By his burning thigh, Ati stirred herself awake. Her wide green eyes scanned the very large and prominent