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Nora's quest #10Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, over many a quaint and curious alchemic tomb. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as if someone gently -*Bang Bang Bang* a pounding on my chamber door echoed throughout the room.Nora's quest #10 by DompteurLoup
Ahem.. as if someone gent- *Bang Bang Bang* again the pounding sounded, accompanied by a peculiar sound; “Well!? You going to let uss in!?” A voice, as if a snake were speaking, calling ffom beyond my chamber door.
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, “Sir,” said I, “or Madam-”
“It's Misss.” came the voice again, cutting my off, rudely. “Misss Toussy.”
Here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing mo- “Bout time! It'ss freezzing!”
In there stepped a stately... Raven? It appeared as such; black feathers covering the body from head to... head? A spattering of white feathers at wing-tip and around the bright orange eyes, a
Literature Fanart DotDF 2014 On a cool Autumn night, with the full moon barely shining out from an overcast sky, three figures gather at the old wrought-iron gate of the Runeland cemetery. Many such groups have passed through these gates seeking to to participate in the annual Graveyard Patrol, leaving hoove, foot, and claw prints in the mud created form their passing.Literature Fanart DotDF 2014 by DompteurLoup
A young, Grey, energetic Kodryma from the Maliai clan chats away happily, seemingly to himself, as the trio begin their patrol.
“Bii, are you talking to yourself again up there?” Loup, the human of the group asks the Kodryma with a smile.
Looking mildly annoyed but mostly amused, Bii'Reenruu offers a merry “Making new friends. You can't see?” in reply.
AS if from nowhere, a brief but sudden gust of wind circles about Loup. He catches a soft laughter, like kids at a playground, but shrugs it off as a trick, catching up to the soft gl