Wylrin

This early winter day was going downhill fast. Not minutes before, Jack Frost had been frolicking about with Jamie and the other children of Burgess. Now that they could see him, they had twice as much fun together. It was nice to actually take part in their games instead of merely watching from the sidelines. Snowballs which were once reserved for each other were now aimed at him as well. Not that he minded. The cold hardly bothered the winter spirit. If anything, he enjoyed being pelted with many a snowball, hearing the triumphant laughs of the children being the main reason he allowed himself to get hit in the first place. He was just in

It was autumn at Camp Crystal Lake. It had always been her favorite season. The temperature was just right, with a cool breeze that wasn't enough to chill, but just enough to offer a pleasant feeling of wind through your hair. The trees' leaves would turn from their green into spectacular gold and scarlet, falling lazily to the ground and littering its surface. They would scrunch under your feet as you raked them into a large pile before jumping into them with a loud crunch. Ah, she remembered her childhood days, when something as simple as a pile of leaves could bring her such unbridled joy. She wasn't a child anymore, but even so, she loved

It was that time of the month again. No, not that certain point in a woman's menstrual cycle, though this time of the month made people run away as if it were. The Dark Brotherhood sanctuary of Leyawiin was uncharacteristically empty. Normally the vast amount of corridors served as a home and a place of safety for the dark brothers and sisters who resided there. Not tonight, however. No, tonight was when an old ritual between two of the sanctuary members was carried out. Said sanctuary members, Alval Uvani and Banus Alor, were the only ones inhabiting the sanctuary at the time. They stood a respectable distance apart from each other in the la