Name: Arcadian De'sol
Tenure as a writer: 14+ years
Sample of writing
The deafening boom that resonated from the Djinn's collosal fists smashing into the dense stone floor sent vibration rattling the core of my anatomy. Like a shockwave the plums of dust and debris gushed past like a erupting dam. My ears rang from the sudden cucophane that assaulted us. The others whom once stood dauntless beside me now no longer held fast their steely resolve. Perhaps it was the fool's errand I had proclaimed as my life course that drove me to stand before this mighty beast. Or maybe it was fear that ensnared me like a vice to prevent escape form the death that so eagerly awaited me.
In those days everything felt backwards, I was never a soldier, nor was I this fabled reincarnate of Solomon that the stories proclaimed. In childhood I had been a servant to a ruthless master, yet today I stand not just as a free man but as a KING.
Before me stood the looming gates of Fort Kanus. Even still after the weeks of living within the fortified walls of the our headquarters I felt that same eerie feeling of claustrophobia that had driven me into the military draft. It was strange how after all this time i could hardly sit on my hands long enough to eat a hot meal let alone reside within a singular area. In that aspect I guess my mother was right when she said I was just like dad
In the moment that I stood before the gate brooding over my existence I heard the soft chirp from the small communications device within my left ear. With ease I swiped through the projected H.U.D. menu . Within was a brief message that read in a strange archaic alphabet. It was true that this device was a savvy combination of arcana and technologies, but it's capabilities we're limited.
I was hardly surprised at receiving the message. as this meeting had been something already established in my absence and though my fellow King was the furthest from a fool, caution was rarely to the wind.
It took me little time to traverse the expanse of market district that separated me from my brother Thadeun De'sol
To my suprised as I arrived to speak with Thadeun the image of a woman caught my eye. With entourage in tow the regal femme fatale strode forth dauntless. Without pause I sauntered forward interjecting her intended trajectory in hopes to give Thadeun enough time to clear his thoughts before the woman approached.
although my youthful appearance would likely surprise the woman I could only hope that it would perhaps tip the proverbial scales in my favor.
” Hello miss, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I felt it was only proper that I introduced myself. My name is Arcadian. It's a pleasure to meet you. "
I knew her purpose the moment she passed within the threshold of commotion, lovely flowing locks like a deep embered pyre danced as she approached with purpose, but much like her I had my own duties as a De'sol.
© OF THE GODS.
Tenure as a writer: 14+ years
Sample of writing
The deafening boom that resonated from the Djinn's collosal fists smashing into the dense stone floor sent vibration rattling the core of my anatomy. Like a shockwave the plums of dust and debris gushed past like a erupting dam. My ears rang from the sudden cucophane that assaulted us. The others whom once stood dauntless beside me now no longer held fast their steely resolve. Perhaps it was the fool's errand I had proclaimed as my life course that drove me to stand before this mighty beast. Or maybe it was fear that ensnared me like a vice to prevent escape form the death that so eagerly awaited me.
In those days everything felt backwards, I was never a soldier, nor was I this fabled reincarnate of Solomon that the stories proclaimed. In childhood I had been a servant to a ruthless master, yet today I stand not just as a free man but as a KING.
Before me stood the looming gates of Fort Kanus. Even still after the weeks of living within the fortified walls of the our headquarters I felt that same eerie feeling of claustrophobia that had driven me into the military draft. It was strange how after all this time i could hardly sit on my hands long enough to eat a hot meal let alone reside within a singular area. In that aspect I guess my mother was right when she said I was just like dad
In the moment that I stood before the gate brooding over my existence I heard the soft chirp from the small communications device within my left ear. With ease I swiped through the projected H.U.D. menu . Within was a brief message that read in a strange archaic alphabet. It was true that this device was a savvy combination of arcana and technologies, but it's capabilities we're limited.
I was hardly surprised at receiving the message. as this meeting had been something already established in my absence and though my fellow King was the furthest from a fool, caution was rarely to the wind.
It took me little time to traverse the expanse of market district that separated me from my brother Thadeun De'sol
To my suprised as I arrived to speak with Thadeun the image of a woman caught my eye. With entourage in tow the regal femme fatale strode forth dauntless. Without pause I sauntered forward interjecting her intended trajectory in hopes to give Thadeun enough time to clear his thoughts before the woman approached.
although my youthful appearance would likely surprise the woman I could only hope that it would perhaps tip the proverbial scales in my favor.
” Hello miss, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I felt it was only proper that I introduced myself. My name is Arcadian. It's a pleasure to meet you. "
I knew her purpose the moment she passed within the threshold of commotion, lovely flowing locks like a deep embered pyre danced as she approached with purpose, but much like her I had my own duties as a De'sol.
© OF THE GODS.
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