Wieza strachu - czesc 1 by kriskeleris, literature
Literature
Wieza strachu - czesc 1
Czarne skrzydła załopotały na nocnym niebie. Ich łoskot zburzył ciszę zbudowaną, misternie jak domek z kart, przez wieczorną atmosferę. Miarowe bicie piętrzyło się z każdą chwilą kiedy niewidoczny w mroku kształt zbliżał się do zabudowań. Coraz głośniejsze i bardziej słyszalne dla ludzkich uszu ustało. Kulminacyjnym momentem dźwięku wydawanego przez skrzydła było lądowanie obiektu na dachu stodoły. Chmury rozstąpiły się a księżycowy blask pa
Behind The Screens: Interview With Pawelshogun by DMD-CT, journal
Behind The Screens: Interview With Pawelshogun
Hello, and welcome to another edition of Digitalists (https://www.deviantart.com/digitalists) new interview series:Behind the Screens: Digital Art Masters
Through these interviews, we will get an in-depth look into the minds
and careers of DeviantART's most influential digital artists.
Today's featured artist is pawelshogun (https://www.deviantart.com/pawelshogun)
~pawelshogun (https://www.deviantart.com/pawelshogun)
Paweł Jędrzejczyk is a 30 year old self-taught digital artist originally from Warsaw. He currently resides in Cracow with his girlfriend which he describes as "an old and spooky city in southern Poland." He currently works for inventory services and explains that he had never studied art or was thinking about doing it pr
Yaer: A Tale of Three Kingdoms Part I (Chapter 3) by Newbr, literature
Literature
Yaer: A Tale of Three Kingdoms Part I (Chapter 3)
Chapter 3: Isryli, Kaeiln, and Others
Isryli
My sister, my dearly beloved older sister, I knew you wouldn’t be able to measure up to the standards Daddy had for us. Compromising aside, if I were of age, I know you, in a heartbeat, would give over most of your inheritance to me. Keep some of the gold income to support yourself but that’d be all that you’d want from our Father. The politics, you were never one for them. The domestic responsibility to the people, you can barely take care of yourself.
What’s more, you have another side to you that most people of our class don’t have. It’s wild and untamed.
Yaer: A Tale of Three Kingdoms Part I (Chapter 2) by Newbr, literature
Literature
Yaer: A Tale of Three Kingdoms Part I (Chapter 2)
Chapter 2: Irieln
It pretty much was a normal day. We woke up, we dressed up, and we walked out onto the balcony. My sister Isryli, so graceful for her age, stood with me as we greeted the gathering crowd outside our small mansion gate. Of course, saying mansion was putting it kindly. Our dwelling-place could be considered a mansion but it’d be small and fairly humble. If it were to be considered as a house, it would be large and generous.
Ironic, considering we lived in it. Two heirs to a forgotten throne, fatherless, and motherless even. Best not to think of what Father did to her.
After the crowd had dispersed to go about their
Yaer: A Tale of Three Kingdoms Part I (Chapter 1) by Newbr, literature
Literature
Yaer: A Tale of Three Kingdoms Part I (Chapter 1)
Prologue
So there’s this legend here on Ultimar. It’s small, somewhat simple, and meaningless. The legend is one sentence, the dead also rise. The people here speculate what it means considering that we are to a large extent, immortal. We don’t die until the next Cycle, and the next Cycle starts after ten Seasons. Ten Seasons last a hundred Systems, and each System lasts a thousand Shards. We don’t die often.
So we don’t die. What now? We live for what seems like an eternity with a catch. The leader of Ultimar, the Yaer, dictates what we do every Shard of every System of every Season. He himself will outlast us