Shadoweagle's Hall of Honour Submissions - ( 24 )

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Fields of Flesh By: Shadoweagle

Lavish glade and lush green field,

Wizen'd oaks; to the blight all yield.

Weeping trees of crimson blood,

the Fields of Flesh turn life to mud.

Will you tread and smile and sleep

where devils dance and angels weep?

by Shadoweagle
380xp
21 replies
7505 views
3 HoHs
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Dead Silk By: Shadoweagle

An innocent square of delicate material - barely larger than a handkerchief in size. However, those who's skin come into contact with this cloth, may find themselves wishing they never handled it.

by Shadoweagle
265xp
18 replies
10667 views
3 HoHs
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Church's Devil By: Shadoweagle

'You know that saying that man made god? No, of course you don't. But we didn't make god. We made the Devil, and god is just a word the frightened cling to, to protect them from their own creation. And you? You are my creation. You are my devil.

by Shadoweagle
350xp
13 replies
10067 views
3 HoHs
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The Other Side By: Shadoweagle
Kovel the fighter sat at the bar table with his sorcerous companion, Errat, and and the roguish woman, Vena. Laughing, they raised their drinks to a succesful heist - they were all much richer after robbing and slaying the fat merchant earlier on the road and were celebrating a job well done. But deeds such as this attract the attention of many people.
Some hours into their night, a woman approached the friends with a friendly smile, 'Greetings Kovel. Good eve, Vena and Errat. I wish to have a word with you. Yes, I know your names. We have been watching you for some time, and we like what we see. I am here to offer you a part in something great. And yes; there will be money. You will have power. Come with me; let us talk.'


by Shadoweagle
447xp
22 replies
6690 views
2 HoHs