Catflail

   The sun shone through the clouds as the wind had shifted the tide of the battle in the sky. The storm clouds being moved southward, while the rain clouds that sat slightly lower remained. Eyes shimmering at a pool full of small fish as small hands ripped chunks of bread off of bit of the loaf that was given to her. Casting the tufts of baked grain into the waters, the fish did not hesitate to feed off of the generosity. A smile crept on her lips as she heard a faint voice call off in the distance, “Hey Eri, are the fish bitin’ today?’ came the voice, as a tall figure approached. The sun obscuring this feminine voiced enig

   Doors opening and closing are literal and figurative, yet it is hardly mentioned they can fall off hinges. Doors are gateways, but can also be prisons. They can hide or reveal secrets, be they words or treasures. For all the things doors can do, they can’t choose when, who, or where. Stripped from their home and carved into something they had no choice in. Being a door is not a decision, it is something that is forced upon by another… Pushing as hard as she could, the right side of the door to the Marauder’s guild shifted open, she didn’t expect it to be this daunting of a task. With the consideration of all the o

   Two principles as old as time, one being the conflict stemmed from desire that lay resting in the heart. The other being the principles of the world, the building blocks of all life and matter; that which permeates through the cosmos… The hardest question being, which path do you walk…? Magic can harness the very essence of the world. Skill and technique can over come obstacles once thought insurmountable, hence are the principles of War. “Look mummy, the knights are coming back. Why do they look hurt?” questioned the little girl. “They got in a fight with other people, bad people. People who were hurtin