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A Gothic Symphony: Bethany (Part 2)

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I hadn’t thought Amy or Jason had even been paying attention, but suddenly he leaned over towards the rest of us and said, “Hide it, guys!”

Jez made a face at him like he was totally crazy. “Fucking…put it in your shirt, or your pockets!” he hissed.

Bat twigged, and took a can and stuffed it into a pocket in his cargos. Those pockets are huge, and honestly it didn’t even look like there was anything in it. Jason took one and buried it in the pocket of his hoodie; Jez took the third one and actually shoved it under her skirt. She kind of squealed; “Fuck, that’s cold!”

And all that was left was mine, and I was drinking it, and the cops knew it. My heart was racing, and I looked around, and saw the trash can ten feet away. I stood – the cops were almost there – and started walking towards the can. I actually took another swig, right in front of them – I can’t believe I actually did that – but I tried to hold it really tight in my hand. The cops had stopped by the others, and I tossed the beer, still half full, into […]

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The Redemption of Erâth: History of Erâth – The Second Age (Part V)

(v) The War of Darkness (Part 3)

The Coming of the Dragon Lords

It was in this moment of despair, as the courage of the Men of Thaeìn failed and the marching armies of death were bare moments away, that the salvation of Thaeìn came to be. For years, only the kingdoms of Erârün and Kiriün had made preparations for war against the armies of darkness, and it was against these two kingdoms that the Duithèn had urged Urkûl and Pulväen to first move. But these were not the only kingdoms in Thaeìn, and in the North of the land, the Dragon Lords watched as the armies of Aélûr marched across the great Bridge and against the kingdoms of the South. They remembered well how the Duithèn had attempted to corrupt them and their Dragons, and looked down upon the weaker kingdoms of the South as they slowly turned to despair under the withering influence of the Duithèn.

But as the War of Darkness took shape, they became aware that, should the southern kingdoms fall, the Hochträe and eventually their own lands would come under attack, and they were uncertain that they could resist the combined forces of the entire world against them. Having long chosen to […]

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A Gothic Symphony: Bethany (Part 1)

My parents are divorced, and that’s probably all you need to know about me. They split when I was seven, and it kind of fucked me up. I never thought it was all my fault like everyone wants to believe – they both talked to me a lot about it. It was my dad’s fault, and we all know it. My feelings were a lot more complicated, and I guess I still haven’t got it all worked out.

My dad’s an alcoholic. I guess I didn’t really know what that meant when I was seven. He just drank a lot of beer, which is what I thought all dads were supposed to do. Maybe he didn’t know what it meant, either. Either way, what I do remember is that he and mom fought a lot, and she’d scream at him just as much as he did. He never beat her – he never laid a hand on either of us – but I always got scared when they fought, and I’d hide in my room and cry.

I never felt like it was my fault, but I did feel guilty. When dad took a day off work and we hung out, we had […]

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