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Baby I never realized that well
Do you enjoy being struck?
I know you smell the sweet smell
You know it isn't ever luck
As bad as you want it you stick around
And I just don't know why
You want that aura in my heart
And that glint in my eye
You never believe stories, you want them to be lies
Baby you're the type of woman, to want it all
You look at him, and your spirit just dies
You know ill never let you fall
Baby if I were you
I wouldn't be troubled
About what I do
Your feelings for him would just be doubled
Any kind of lover
Who can make my heart skip with a hundred fears
I wont ever have to cover
What can make my heart bleed with tears
You're a true beautiful prescription
Ill overdose and it will kill
You are a true angels description
To be with you, the content of my will
Baby I never realized that well
I just want you to know
That I have gone through hell
And I never want you to go
Tales Of The Sword Coast - 3
Chapter Three, Cruel Intentions
You get your rowdy customers, your drunkards, your ruffians, muggers, bad mouthed fools and pathetic hard men, but the man currently laughing in my face takes it to a new level, I thought of burning his face off for a moment, but I didn't know of the cities military capabilities, or if the cowled wizards would show up and arrest me. We had endured torture, complete confusion, illusions and monsters and now we must endure a total fool and his two friends laughing at us, the inn was large, with a huge cage to the west wall, obviously where punters fight if they have any sort of disagreement. Several spits with rotating meat were in the center of the inns food court, being cooked by a searing hot bed of coals, many people sit quietly at their tables, whilst others converse with each other, making the atmosphere almost a friendly one, until I notice the man once again, who has now been laughing in my face for five minutes straight…
Kano – "Y
Tales Of The Sword Coast - Two
Chapter Two, Insomnia Of The Mind
A fresh breeze brushed lightly across my face, causing me to stir under my bed sheets, half awakening me, the sounds of shouting and tradesmen selling their goods finally caused me to open my eyes, I shifted and sat on the edge of the bed. A low hustle could be heard downstairs, I stood and got dressed, my mind was blank, and I felt like a complete zombie. Heading downstairs I glanced across a large tavern bar, it was rife with customers, shady looking characters sitting in dark corners, rowdy drunkards and halfling waiters padding around quickly. I caught the sight of Minsc on the other side of the room, it wasn't surprising that he was flailing around holding a chicken leg, shouting and screaming about his exploits in battle, whilst the quite clearly bored Jahiera and Yoshimo looked onwards.
I moved for the table they were sat, the tavern was warm and smelled of hot food, a welcome atmosphere from the one I regained consciousness in, my head h
Tales Of The Sword Coast - One
Tales Of The Sword Coast
Of Kano Melavandros
Chapter One, The Unknown Assailant
My vision was blurred; I slowly moved my hand and felt the cold, stone floor I was laying upon, the last thing I remembered was the towering entrance to the vast city of Baldurs Gate before blacking out. Now here I was, with a thumping headache, I was fearful of awaking and wondering what the hell is going to happen, for several weeks now a man has been experimenting on me, god it hurts. I can't remember a thing and on top of this I have no idea what has happened to my companions. Oh god, here he comes again, what in the hell does he want from me?
Man – "Ah, the child of Baahl has awoken, it is time for more "experiments"
This is the part that hurts, I can see the reddish glow of casting magic, I had better brace myself. The bolts of magic spread from the mans fingertips and hurled themselves towards me, hitting me and knocking me further across the floor, my back hitting
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
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