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Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 5 by riopbx, literature

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Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 5

They watched, awe-struck for a time in complete silence before a rather concerning issue became noticed. ‘The body isn’t taking.’ Eran stated the apparent factor. Weird. The thing has wings; it could speak and now it turns out its some type of immense fire-retardant. What on earth are you? Fira wove his eyes over its flame-attired visage, at a loss as to how exactly the thing should have its request fulfilled when it was quite clearly flame proof. It’s then that he noticed his fire had spread to a scale-less patch on the reptiles wings where only darkened, peeling hide remained. Here it had already begun devouring fle

Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 4 by riopbx, literature

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Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 4

Fira spent most of the day hauling dry wood and kindling down around at the deceased, talking lizards’ request. He was quite pleased at the realisation his strength was proving to be useful for more than just retorting to insults; even so it was heading more towards evening by the time he’d succeeded in amassing enough timber to just about surround this immense creature and he’d received more than just a few splinters. Hunger however was proving to be the most distracting feature as he’d worked; Fira had briefly wandered further inland amidst his search for logs or branches but had found nothing remotely edible. Too ea

Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 3 by riopbx, literature

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Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 3

Saria returned at a tentative poke to her snout. She hissed her displeasure to the Naka-Duskael and opened her eyes to glare wearily at him. He looked young, no more than a child, far smaller than a hatchling, an insignificant being with a lifespan no more than a few decades, a mere fleck on the spectrum of time. He’d scurried back at her vocalisation, green eyes wide; face a mixture of concern and awe. She rumbled letting her gaze return to Drulkars rising eye; head still against the sand. It had been years since she’d seen the overcast blue space, not the green-grey taint coloured sky she unwillingly grown so used to. ‘H

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Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 2

He’d woken early, far earlier than planned. Fira hauled himself upright and traipsed over to his shuttered window, undoing the catch to try and figure out just what time it was. From here he could see a good third of Niaz, the settlement was mostly wooden and had no towering walls; they’d have just sunk into the soft earth. With thick swamp on one side and ocean on the other there was no real need for walls anyway; the natural defences proved sufficient to prevent anything larger than wolves entering. It has stopped raining at some point in the night and now the sun was beginning to rise, casting everything with a pink hue. He&rs

Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 1-New Shores by riopbx, literature

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Istaria: Era's End Chronicles.Chapter 1-New Shores

New shores. 1 The wind was rough; here air currents seemed to clash like those warm-cold water meets in the sprawling ocean miles below, an expanse of roiling black-green that covered the horizon in all directions. She’d waited too, long. Saria knew it now. Every wing stroke burnt through her unhealthily lean body, her stomach had shrivelled days back, long before she’d propelled herself from those cursed shores in a final bid to flee and had not seen a morsel since. Rage and fear had driven Saria for a time; ignoring how her flight muscles cried in protest at such prolonged usage and a lack of energy. Those emotions had subsided

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Jun 3, 2014

Still alive and kicking

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I am still floating around, I swear!

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riopbx

May 12, 2013

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Ok, so now I've figure out how to submit stories properly I'll stop using the journal space XD All stories can be found in the correct order under the gallery/ folder called 'Istaria Chronicles' - the current series available is a project I intend to continue with over the duration of summer; uploading chapters every few weeks or so. (as biased as this may sound I do recommend it; I've been given great feed-back so far)

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May 12, 2013

Istaria: Era's end Chronicles - Chapter 3.

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3. A Chance Encounter Saria returned at a tentative poke to her snout. She hissed her displeasure to the Naka-Duskael and opened her eyes to glare wearily at him. He looked young, no more than a child, far smaller than a hatchling, an insignificant being with a lifespan no more than a few decades, a mere fleck on the spectrum of time. He'd scurried back at her vocalisation, green eyes wide; face a mixture of concern and awe. She rumbled letting her gaze return to Drulkars rising eye; head still against the sand. It had been years since she'd seen the overcast blue space, not the green-grey taint coloured sky she unwillingly grown so used to