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From the AbyssThere was only quiet darkness and the caressing weight of everything; it was this way always. The only changes to the eternal chasm were the subtle vibrations, an occasional scent of flesh, a throb of foreign heart-blood, or the irresistible glow of luminescence. These things seemed to arrive just before hunger but vanished quickly into the maw, sating it. Lyar was content with this existence. He never wanted for anything.
Until suddenly, he did.
Lyar began to shift. He rarely stirred, only for food did he dare twitch a muscle and there was nothing to be found. No movement. No speck. No light.
No prey. No life.
That was the problem, wasn't it? A meal had never failed to appear before his hunger expanded. Yet now, maw empty, he was hungry. It had always been so. Within the black, Lyar reached out. Sensing his own heart-blood pulse and vibration quickening, he grew tense. He had the signs! Yes, he was now displaying the very same signs as the things he ate. Was there a greater maw than h
The Fox and the RavenThe bell for homeroom rang promptly at seven forty-five every day. Todd Russell had never heard this bell, he was always far too busy meandering about the grounds and doing nothing in particular. Today was no different. Nonchalantly ruffling invisible dander out of his thick red hair Todd strode into class, fifteen minutes late, and took his usual seat in the back. None of his class-mates even batted an eye at his tardiness. The teacher however paused in her ramblings about the upcoming formal long enough to to add, “Nice to see you so early for once, Mr. Russell.” Todd just leaned back in his chair, threw his feet up on the desk, and ignored her sarcasm. Normally he only bothered to show up at the tail-end of homeroom, but lately he'd found something interesting in the seat in front of him to make coming in early worth it.
Korbin Brennan was one of those 'quiet types', bordering on goth, always buried in a book or dutifully taking notes in class. He was the
The Woman with Two FacesTain Village was long known for quaint flower shops, a charming dress-maker, simple yet scrumptious bakery, and a woman with two faces. One face was an ugly grey stare. As for her other face, none could say...
No one who had seen the grey woman's face had been heard from in the small village for quite some time. It was rumored these people, had fled from her horrible sight to the great faraway city, Polseq. Many Tainese avoided the woman when they could. The local school-boys, however, had a bet with one another: “See how close you can get to the grey woman and goad her to reveal her second face!” The winner would get a satchel coins collected from their lunches.
One day, a poor youth ran up to the woman. He had no bet to claim, but still asked her, “If I should impress you, would you show me your other face?” The woman shrugged. With that, the boy gently took her hand, planted a soft kiss, and whispered, “They're wrong about you, you're beautiful.”
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More