|Never underestimate the power of the written word.|
Duels of Matrimony Mages: Aronthal vs AvaAronhal was enjoying a pristine day in the gardens as he read new books and even a few old scrolls of mermaid research from long past. While many humanoids preferred to sit on the stone benches, the satyr felt comfortable perched on them like a goat on a rock. His red coat and beard made many young children think that he was some sort of holiday spirit in disguise, but he was as serious magical researcher as they come despite his jolly disposition.Duels of Matrimony Mages: Aronthal vs Ava by manymasksmanyfaces
He put the mermaid books and scrolls into his sack then pulled out his notes on potion equations. He and his friend Darren, a potion specialist, felt that they were getting close to a breakthrough. He mapped out a number of potions’ effects and felt pretty good about the possibilities until something hit the back of his head.
The Saytr turned around to see a ball bounce away from him. It bounced towards three woman who were fans of that Goth niche that had permeated the school. The only thing they liked more than black was covering the
Julia, the Summer WitchJulia, the Summer Witch by manymasksmanyfaces
The sun situated comfortably over a cove with a white sandy beach and tropical trees around the brim. The water in the bay was tranquil, and all but one of the seasonal witches gathered to enjoy the sea breeze of the domain of summer. The three: winter, spring, and summer all had their familiars and those that tagged along.
Harmony had an extra large umbrella covering her as she sat in her beach chair. A cooler sat beside her with sodas and glasses of milk (and bags of cookies) but no ice. She took out a soda and one could see the condensation of the drink turning to frost from her touch. She had a white one piece swimsuit that had an impression of mistletoe on her left side. Additionally, comically large sunglasses graced her face to protect her from the brightness of the sun.
Newlyn sat to the winter witch’s right and also had an umbrella shielding her fair skin from the high sun. The maternal witch ate bits of mango from a bowl while she kept an eye on the familiars who
David's First Master (contest entry)David appeared out of his bottle for the first time and never felt more liberated in his life. That place was a homey prison but prison nonetheless. It was bad enough he was trapped in there helpless, but worse that he could not communicate with his fiancée who he missed more than anything else in his life as a human. He could handle that Martha brought him low and took him from his home, but the cruelest punishment that wicked genie inflicted on him by turning him into a genie was separating him from Amelia.David's First Master (contest entry) by manymasksmanyfaces
He came out with his yellow genie tail. It was strange for David to be floating like he was. The turban still covered his head and long golden bracelets over his arms. Fortunately, he retained his wedding ring.
Instead of Amelia's smiling face greeting the reluctant genie saw a well built man who looked like a mechanic. They were on the side of the road with the man’s Ford Explorer pulled over near a stop sign. David guessed that the man saw his lamp while stopped. Wh
Arin the Genie part 5, LiberationArin was amazed at Ashta's display of radiant power at the otherwise mundane bar. She recognized some shy students from her college partying around her not bothered by the magical makeover that made their clothes and the entire bar styled after old Arabic fashions. In fact, those timid students started to dance with more outgoing ones. As far as she could tell, everyone still spoke English. Arin was happy her little experiment that allowed her to filter out languages to what she wants to hear.Arin the Genie part 5, Liberation by manymasksmanyfaces
Speaking of, Arin was bashful when Max took her arms to invite her into a dance when Ashta began a slow song. Max looked to her with a friendly grin one hand in hers and the other on her waist like a ballroom dancer, "Something wrong?"
Arin shook her head, "Well, this feels weird is all. What about Mary?"
Max was thoughtful for a moment, the "Me and Mary are close friends, sure, but so are you and I don't mind dancing with my friends."
Arin danced with Max feeling a bit guilty for d