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Re-Creation, part 1Philadelphia, P.A.
1 year, 3 months after Avengers Disassembled.
It was the kind of dream that gave your body the sensation of falling. So that even as you woke, your entire body tensed, expecting to meet the ground as soon as you opened your eyes.
Wanda started to consciousness, realizing that she was in her own bed. The window to her left leaked icy, winter air throughout her small apartment bedroom. It, along with the cracked door, water worn ceiling, dry-rotted walls, and leaking pipes, needed to be fixed. Wanda ignored it all. She paid too much for the apartment every month to do her own repairs.
The split level apartment was the best she could afford, unfortunately. And even that was becoming a steep monthly payment. Her savings were vanishing with unsettling speed, and she didn't have a job. Wasn't it funny how a career of defending humanity left one with no valued work skills? Unless she chose to work as a waitress (with no former employment record), she was out of optio
Hellboy III - Chapter 3The shining white stars speckled the sky above the clearing where almost two hundred elves had gathered to celebrate the coming dawn. Mierles, watching from her post at the rim of pines, had nearly forgotten that her people had ever danced. Apparently, so did many of her fellows, if their looks of perplexity were any indication.
A dozen Elven guards like her, dressed in formal, bright reds and oranges, sectioned the perimeter, while six black-armed guards stood around the king and queen. Queen Nuala had given them all explicit orders not to kill or injure any interfering humans, but to simply send them back the way they'd come. More than a few newscasters had been sternly removed from the grounds already. They were annoying and persistent as tree squirrels, but Mierles nearly admired their lack of fear. Humans were by far the most brazen creatures she'd ever encountered.
Also surprisingly bold was the queen herself, Mierles noticed, glancing at the aquatic being standing beside her. Ad
Hellboy III - Chapter 2Chapter 2
Mierles quietly stole into the council chamber, dressed in the very recently borrowed attire of her former station -a courtier- per the king's suggestion to her as he took back his weapons. Another of the king's small, armed company came in behind her, similarly attired.
The members stood restlessly awaiting the rulers' return. It took no great insight to see that King Nuada had merely sought a more private place to pacify any of the queen's objections. It would not do to see the co-ruling king and queen disagreeing publicly. Also plain to see was the excitement that the king's visit had produced. The recent promise of awakening, after thousands of years spent languishing, left the population restless. The two guards listened and watched as most of the council discussed, in whispers, what action they expected the crown to take next.
Diplomacy would normally lead Nuala to try to compromise. Nuada was right about the need to proceed with haste to the humans' i
Hellboy III - Chapter 1This story is an alternate-ending of the movieverse Hellboy.
"Avoid suspicion," had been King Nuada's only instruction. The elves did not often try to conceal their presence in his half of the world, but in Queen Nuala's territory - namely the cities - guile generally proved a more efficient tactic than power. As Mierles, homogenized by glamour, walked through veins of human traffic that pulsated throughout the city, she could not help but wonder at her queen's compassion for such creatures.
Cities seemed to exemplify humans' need for artificial order. Streets ran in mathematical grids, each bearing an ordered number from their counting system. Mierles knew enough of the race to understand that this organization grew out of a culture full of legends in which paths turned back on themselves, trees moved, and fairies vandalized road signs - all to confuse any human foolish enough to leave the safety of the city. What the humans didn't know was that such measures had bee
The Weaver and the StarherdThe Weaver and the Starherd
inspired by the Asian folk story of Tanabata
by Lilli Blackmore, for my dearest love
The king of the sky, upon the creation of the earth, appointed his daughter, Orihime, the task of weaving the sunrises and sunsets. Every morning, she would mount a new tapestry in the sky to herald the day, then remove and unravel it, and begin weaving the dusk. There was no time for rest, but Orihime was pleased with her artistry, and took pleasure and pride in creating the birth and death of each new day.
One night, Orihime, having just taken down the evening's tapestry, paused to look out into the calm, dark expanse of the sky before composing the daybreak. As she did, she caught sight of a starherd, leading a wayward star by one of its many horns. She so rarely saw anyone wander past her window, that she called out a greeting to him. He looked up, surprised, and said nothing back.
The starherd was handsome, and Orihime saw something in
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