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[Shibu Mizaku]

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

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[II Stelmaria II]

Shibu Mizaku

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

Comments?

I love the imagery it's certainly brings about this emotion of fear. I would go into describing the pain from the scratches, as well as the blood. However I think it's a beautiful piece all together. As for a title I'm not much help, I have a hard enough time titling my own work.  

[Shibu Mizaku]

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

Comments?

I love the imagery it's certainly brings about this emotion of fear. I would go into describing the pain from the scratches, as well as the blood. However I think it's a beautiful piece all together. As for a title I'm not much help, I have a hard enough time titling my own work.

Thanks for the input :3 I have to admit, I kinda thought the guild was dead for a while sweatdrop And this may seem odd, but your name seems familiar for some reason o.o;  

[II Stelmaria II]

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

Comments?

I love the imagery it's certainly brings about this emotion of fear. I would go into describing the pain from the scratches, as well as the blood. However I think it's a beautiful piece all together. As for a title I'm not much help, I have a hard enough time titling my own work.

Thanks for the input :3 I have to admit, I kinda thought the guild was dead for a while sweatdrop And this may seem odd, but your name seems familiar for some reason o.o;

Hmmm? Oh right my user name it's the name of Lord Asriel's Deamon from the Golden Compass. He was my favorite character in the series so used Stelmaria as my user name. I think the guild is pretty much gone. I was hopping someone would look over the short story I submitted but it seems like no one will.  

[Shibu Mizaku]

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

Comments?

I love the imagery it's certainly brings about this emotion of fear. I would go into describing the pain from the scratches, as well as the blood. However I think it's a beautiful piece all together. As for a title I'm not much help, I have a hard enough time titling my own work.

Thanks for the input :3 I have to admit, I kinda thought the guild was dead for a while sweatdrop And this may seem odd, but your name seems familiar for some reason o.o;

Hmmm? Oh right my user name it's the name of Lord Asriel's Deamon from the Golden Compass. He was my favorite character in the series so used Stelmaria as my user name. I think the guild is pretty much gone. I was hopping someone would look over the short story I submitted but it seems like no one will.

Where exactly is it in the guild? surprised And I don't think that's where I've seen the name before, since I've never read The Golden Compass before ><;  

[II Stelmaria II]

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

Comments?

I love the imagery it's certainly brings about this emotion of fear. I would go into describing the pain from the scratches, as well as the blood. However I think it's a beautiful piece all together. As for a title I'm not much help, I have a hard enough time titling my own work.

Thanks for the input :3 I have to admit, I kinda thought the guild was dead for a while sweatdrop And this may seem odd, but your name seems familiar for some reason o.o;

Hmmm? Oh right my user name it's the name of Lord Asriel's Deamon from the Golden Compass. He was my favorite character in the series so used Stelmaria as my user name. I think the guild is pretty much gone. I was hopping someone would look over the short story I submitted but it seems like no one will.

Where exactly is it in the guild? surprised And I don't think that's where I've seen the name before, since I've never read The Golden Compass before ><;

It's in the Writer's Escape... it's titled "HELP!" I will warn you it's long and formatting it on Gaia was a pain. I just need to know if it's even worth continuing.  

[Shibu Mizaku]

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

She awoke, cold and alone as she had for so many years. The forest around her echoing with ethereal laughter. She could never discern the source of it, and it seemed to mock her as it came from all around. Vague shapes danced at the edges of her vision, never revealing themselves to her. If it weren't for the pain she felt when she cut herself on a rock, or scratched her arm on a tree she'd swear it was a dream. Alas, it's far from a dream. This is the hell of her making, to be tormented forever by things she can never find, nor see.

Comments?

I love the imagery it's certainly brings about this emotion of fear. I would go into describing the pain from the scratches, as well as the blood. However I think it's a beautiful piece all together. As for a title I'm not much help, I have a hard enough time titling my own work.

Thanks for the input :3 I have to admit, I kinda thought the guild was dead for a while sweatdrop And this may seem odd, but your name seems familiar for some reason o.o;

Hmmm? Oh right my user name it's the name of Lord Asriel's Deamon from the Golden Compass. He was my favorite character in the series so used Stelmaria as my user name. I think the guild is pretty much gone. I was hopping someone would look over the short story I submitted but it seems like no one will.

Where exactly is it in the guild? surprised And I don't think that's where I've seen the name before, since I've never read The Golden Compass before ><;

It's in the Writer's Haven... it's titled "HELP!" I will warn you it's long and formatting it on Gaia was a pain. I just need to know if it's even worth continuing.

Well I'll give it a look anyway. It's either this or trolling around CB and CB gets boring after a while xD  

[II Stelmaria II]

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

II Stelmaria II

Shibu Mizaku

Thanks for the input :3 I have to admit, I kinda thought the guild was dead for a while sweatdrop And this may seem odd, but your name seems familiar for some reason o.o;

Hmmm? Oh right my user name it's the name of Lord Asriel's Deamon from the Golden Compass. He was my favorite character in the series so used Stelmaria as my user name. I think the guild is pretty much gone. I was hopping someone would look over the short story I submitted but it seems like no one will.

Where exactly is it in the guild? surprised And I don't think that's where I've seen the name before, since I've never read The Golden Compass before ><;

It's in the Writer's Haven... it's titled "HELP!" I will warn you it's long and formatting it on Gaia was a pain. I just need to know if it's even worth continuing.

Well I'll give it a look anyway. It's either this or trolling around CB and CB gets boring after a while xD

*laughs* I've been there and thanks. Feel free to Quote me if you have a question about the work.