For the story behind this little story, you have to go look at Pika's "Corsetry" - see the link in the author's notes!
Disclaimer: Jim Henson and company own everything Labyrinth; Pika plucked "Corsetry" from her deviously deviantly talented brain. I own nothing. Thanks as well, Pika, for reminding me of the elevator! ... and then reminding me that that elevator is, in fact, a lift. Hee!
Rating: PG-13 for language, innuendo and excessive décolletage.
Breathless
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"Come on, boobs! ... Oof!"
Just try not to
REWRITE Tale of Origin Chp5-Blossom of Love by LiyuConberma, literature
Literature
REWRITE Tale of Origin Chp5-Blossom of Love
Tales of Origin
By Arecus. Conberma
Chapter 5: Blossom of Love
--Cosium Castle--
Since he was still in his hero costume, Kaze headed for home by an indirect route. An underground post that hadn't been used since the war recently became the base of operations for Karok and his trusty steed. Practically everything they needed was there, including an armory and stable.
Kaze and Spedso traveled the narrow, rocky trail, hugging the cliffs and keeping a lookout for any curious eyes. When they were directly below the bridge that led to the castle he pulled a hidden lever, a blue aura momentarily enveloping his hand. The seal recognized him and obl
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Literature
1: Mias and Elle Meet Again
Elle glanced around the wide expanse of the ballroom, suppressing a yawn with the back of her hand. It was just after eleven o'clock and she was eager for the night to end so she could go home and crawl into bed. She wasn't normally one for these types of parties, but she had promised her friends that she would attend this illustrious costume ball that they had been planning for the past several weeks.
She shifted from side to side, grateful that the long crimson skirt of her ball gown was long enough that she was at least able to wear her favorite pair of comfortable flats. Her friends had all opted for sexy high heels, but Elle knew that a
I was running for my life from a predator chasing after me. I thought of how did I get into this?
*flashback*
I was lying beside a lake minding my own business. Little did I know I was being watched by a hungry predator.
The predator in question was a naga unlike you’ve seen before. It was all jet black from head to tail; his body had blue jewels and green lines. Its left eye was golden while it had black sclera on the right and red lines on his face; his ears were pointed with long earrings. His hair was curled into a Mohawk. He found the girl quite sweet looking and went after her. Seeing her lie down he curled himself around her,
I was on the floor of the cave and was getting really nervous as my predator was resting on a rock not too far from me and waiting; with a barrier between us.
No.96 watched as the girl was nervous. Licking his lips he said “Scared?”
I looked at him with response and tried to keep myself away from him as possible.
Chuckling he said “Can’t blame you. Your only protection will soon expire and then so will you. Of course you can always come out and we get it over with; one way or another you’re mine my little morsel”. He then noticed a small mouse passing by and caught it with his tail. Wanting to taunt his
Chapter 6
"There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence. There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder; robberies that leave man or woman for ever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer /committed to no sound except that of low moans in the night, seen in no writing except that made on the face by the slow months of suppressed anguish and early morning tears. Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear."
George Eliot
Lord Vader walked down the long corridors of the R