Sylus myth
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After losing her dragon and becoming one herself, the sorceress lived for centuries and soon all she had left that would listen to her was parchment and ink.
Would a stranger of the future that shares her soul listen to the pleas of a Sorceress who lost everything?
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—¿Intentas decirme que has descubierto mi secreto? —ejerciendo fuerza contra su espalda provocó que ella acabara pegada contra su pecho. Inclinó la cabeza hasta que sus labios rozaron la oreja humana— Está bien, asumamos que hay un joven dragón delante de ti. ¿Qué vas a hacer con él? ¿Comértelo?
Ella giró su rostro hacia su cuello para también susurrarle al oído.
—Le diría que estamos haciendo algo que los humanos llaman “abrazarse”.
—¿Entonces los humanos siguen abrazándose aún cuando quieren matarse entre ellos? ¿Como nosotros? -
i knew i'd curse you for the longest time, chasing shadows in the grocery line by ohnoyoongi
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
02 Jan 2025
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You shook your head, but gave him a smile, trying to soothe his worries, the ones you could see lingering in his eyes, your heart a fluttering bird in its cage. “It’s fine, it’s not work. It’s just…have you ever felt like you’re missing something?”
His eyes were looking through you again, or trying to at least. They felt so deep, and you wondered if you could drown in the bleeding pools, if you would ever let yourself be ensnared in the redness until it encompassed all of you.
“I keep going. I work. I go on with my life, but it always feels like something is missing, like I lost a part of myself and I can’t get it back,” you continued, voice getting lower and lower, eyes getting lost in the dreams and feelings that had felt so real, but couldn’t be.
(or: MC/you have dreams of a man with horns and a tail since you've been a child, not understanding what it means, until you finally do.)
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Recalling a name of a time past…
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“Let me put it this way. If a perfect soul is a delectable feast, then you,” A long, clawed finger curled in her direction, pointed tip resting just above her heart, “are a crumb dusted off the table.”
A falsely incarcerated princess is sacrificed to the monstrous dragon who has terrorized her kingdom for centuries, only to find in him an ally, a friend and even a father.
A prequel/myth to Of Crows and Dragons.
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Caught in the Dragon’s Teeth by waffles_in_winter
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
06 Mar 2025
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The dragon brings a catch back to his hoard, ready to feast on what he thinks is just another human soul filled to the brim with selfish want. Though, he’s surprised to find her wants few, but deadly nonetheless.
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‘You don’t remember me do you.’ He says, neither cruel nor kind, it simply sounds like he’s stating a fact.
You swallow thickly around the emotions clogging your throat. Why does your heart hurt so much to say no? Like a coward, you glance away and shake your head awkwardly. Zayne’s watching you both with a strange expression but he doesn’t interrupt. After the silence has stretched a little too long for comfort, the stranger sighs.
‘Well, I suppose I should introduce myself again shouldn’t I.’ he says, drawing your attention back to him once more. This time his expression’s a touch gentler.
‘I’m Skye. We’re…besties.’ He says deadpan.
In which MC's memories have reset after a near death experience and she has to piece her past and present lives together again.
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- Part 1 of Love and Depression
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Kyrie Eleison, literal translation "Lord have mercy": A latin song in prayer for forgiveness in mass. Many versions exist across all practices of Christianity from the fourth century through to today. Haunting melodies are often used with pure tones in these prayers, long open phrases of song that ring well through places of worship.
Sylus whispers, lips feather soft against my skin. “Keep singing.”