Fiction Junction

Time Lord’s Advice

And so the story began about one man who traveled the stars, across dimensions and between the wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey bits of space. Picking up strangers of sentient lifeform, a blue box with the chameleon circuit damaged and stolen. She is called Sexy whenever they are alone, oh the places they have been and the times that they have seen. Time and Relative Dimension in Space, TARDIS; a type 40 that is a classic when he stole her.

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Deo Optimo Maximo

deo optimo maximo, sanctus purist de,
vocem virtutis, allelujah !
asmodeus et vocem, baal et draco maledicte,
silencio, silencio sub potenti manu dei,
omnis immundus spiritus, omnis immundus spiritus,
ergo draco maledicte, congregatio et secta diabolica,
humanas creaturas, draco creaturas,
libera, libera, libera !
vocem decipere, sanctus agnus dei,
fithos lusec wecos vinosec,
ragnarok fatali de, fatalus,
somnus est non, veni hortum veritatis,
diebus fatalibus, urite mala mundi
horti verna veritatis, xenos credos sanctus,

Blood Lust

When the passion fades, when the love disappears and when everything has faded to the primordial soup; do you still dream of technicolor dreams ? Or do you have nightmare of the night he broke you apart. The night when blood fell, when bruises raised to the surface of your skin and of tears shedding like a rushing river jordan. He knows you had those nights, a full moon cycle worth of nights.

Authorities, people in blue, people in lab coats and figure heads, all shook their head as you cry out to them with your eyes oh so sweetly gleaming. No blood, no ligature marks and no bruising on your maiden skin. Was it all a dream ? But it felt so real and you could taste the copper blood on tongue as it rolled in your mouth.

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Symphony 5 : Awaken !

It was a bright and sunny day here in the town of Loki. The town folk was moving about doing their daily chore and one of the folks here was Ares and Lonos. These two were flying up and about above the town in their air balloon, Lonos threw some water balloon down and made some of the town folks wet from it.

“Get down here boy”

“No thank you sir”

“Lonos! How could you?”

“Sorry Ares, but it was fun. Heck! Even you laughed.”

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Symphony 4 : A minotaur and a boy

Dragor jumped to the back and readied his sword again. Sweat dripping from his face as he stared at the minotaur who cocked his head to the left and to the right. Dragor again rushed forward, this time he casted an earth-element on the sword. The minotaur blocked the blow but this time his axe broke.

“Who the hell are you ?”

“I know much about you, Dragor…Raging Flame of Ixus,” and the minotaur grabbed Dragor’s shoulder and swung him to the side. “My name is Gordon of Reyvek, remember it well!” Gordon charge forward with his horn towards Dragor who was trying to get up. The force of the swing might have broken a few of his ribs.

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Symphony 3 : When a tree falls in a forest

Somewhere northeast of Lagra lies the forest of Aylala, Lagraians refer to this forest as the forest which whispers. Renate and Dragor had been into this forest many times to collect thyme, though this time would be a special occasion. They were ask by the villagers to be the first to collect, an honor in their society for whoever collects first will experience a metaphysical experience. The villagers, Renate and Dragor marched through the forest, hacking and chopping the shrubberies which blocked their path.

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