Aww so sad i really feel sorry for him and his family     

It is, but I think I may do more of them.... maybe in a day or two. This could turn into a book if I wanted it too...

wolf nova would glad to host your books :)

This just came to mind. I really like it and I may build on it.


Everything But a Lost Heart
by Twisted_Lupa

Chapter 1
Realization; Part 1

The cave was dark for a long time... It felt like days. Was it really days? I couldn't tell anymore. With an abrupt flash of light everything was illuminated, the dank cave that I was left in grew bright and pain flashed behind my eyes. Putting a hand up to my eyes I shielded them from the light. It was so different from the dark that I could remember. "Viskrann," a voice said. It was something gruff but kind too. I moved my hand I could see someone at the entrance of the cave. It was a human, male and young somewhat, in his mid to late twenties. He wore dark clothes, and light armor it seemed.

"Viskrann we must leave... Now!" The somewhat kind voice had turned cold and urgent. I knew this man... his name escaped me though... The man came at me, and took my skinny arm. "What are... what is going on?" I mumbled. I had barely anything on my cold body. A feverishly spun tunic, something beggars and poorer people wore. The cold wind made goosebumps appear on my skin, and in the brightness of the moonlight I could remember this man. "Greilynd," I whispered..., "Greilynd of house Endspire."

I pushed him away from me, but my strength was not up to par. "Viskrann do you not remember me? I came here to save you." All at once memories flew back to me. I felt anger, rage, pain, fear, and... happiness. What was happiness doing in this set of memories? This man was the end of many of my kin, or at least his family was. He was part of a long line of dragon slayers as they were dubbed. My kinn called them the Men with No Hearts. For not even they could see that even the largest dragon had a heart. We weren't all merciless killers, for dragons could become twisted just like humans could.

"What's going on Greilynd? Why can't I remember who I am?" I took another look at myself and realized that I no longer had the glimmering body of a great dragon. I was in the body of a human female. It was bizarre the realization almost made me fall to my feet. I didn't realize it at first, but then again... I didn't know at first. I was so confused! Having no idea of who I was, what great blood I had... Tears started to pour, and the warm tears quickly grew cold against my cheek. The man drew me in his arms and held me for a moment stroking the messy red hair on my head. "I know it is confusing, just come with me and we will figure this out," he said. He was the only person I could rely on with the little knowledge I had of my past I nodded my head and walked with him.


Realization; Part 2

The ride was uncomfortable, my new human legs weren't subject to this kind of movement. When Greilynd and I finally got to a small inn he deemed as safe, I fell off of the great horse while  getting off. Though the man was quick to help, I shrugged him off. As Fog was handed off to the stable boy, Greilynd helped me into the inn and into the room he had. I sat on the bed, giving my legs a pleasant reprieve. Soft as it was, I for some reason preferred the stone of the cave. My friend noted my confusion smiled softly. "Dragons aren't used to sleeping on down and wool," he said, "all of this will be very new to you."  His smile faded and he took off his cape, laying it on the small table that occupied one corner of the room.

"What do you remember m'lady?" he asked curiously. I narrowed my eyes at him in confusion. "M'lady?When did I become a lady?" He sighed and continued taking off his armor. Even though it was light it sounded pretty heavy. "You are Viskrann La'Maleinrous, daughter of the late Stryinlis La'Maleinrous. He was a king and you were a princess. Now you are a queen, so you are m'lady." He noted the confusion that again bubbled to the surface and sighed, "It is a very long story, and it is late." I almost protested but I thought a moment and stayed silent. Who knew how long he was looking for me, and I had no idea how long his day had been.

I looked at the bed again. It was large for one human, so I assumed that two were meant to sleep here. A rueful smile briefly appeared on his features and quickly faded. He took out the extra set of sheets under the mattress and said, "You can take the bed, I'll sleep on the floor." I looked at him and said, "What was that?" He looked at me confused and then slightly embarrassed, he figured out what I saw. "It's something I remember before you disappeared," he said quickly trying to back out of what he unintentionally started. "What did you remember?" I probed further wanting to have some sort of background information about me and him.
"It's nothing."

"That's a lie. I didn't imagine what I saw."

He sighed. "We were close before you disappeared."

"How close?"

"We knew each other personally. We were very close," he said very quiet and shy somewhat. It was then that I figured out how we truly were. There was a lot between us, a bond that not a lot of people had. In the cave, when he found me it wasn't coldness in his tone, it was concern. "Oh...," was all I said, at a loss for words. "It's fine. Your just different... its like meeting an all new person," he said, "I'll tell you more if you want to know tomorrow." Before he could turn around and set up his sleeping arrangements I hugged him, hoping to give some kind of assurance that I had never changed. I may have lost everything I knew, and everything I was, but I still had a heart.

He was startled by the space between us going from a couple meters to zero, but he savored the lack of space bringing my own body close to his own and burying his head in my mass of hair. After a few minutes, he let go and he started putting down his blankets and things for the night. With that I got into the bed and waited for him to lower the lights with the few lamps in our room. "Good night Grielynd," I said before the last light dimmed out. "Good night Vis," he replied. I fell fond of his new nickname for me, well he probably used it before considering I was meeting him again as a brand new person.

To Be Continued.....  

MORE O_O MORE PLEASE
I love how this story is going        
first it has
mystery
DRAGONS
MEDIEVAL TIMES
KNIGHTS
now a touch of love :love: 
You should wright a book or something  
or i am happy to make your stories popular on wolf nova :closedgrin: 
but for that we need people if have any way bring more people please do ^_^

cant wait

Hmm. I've been trying to write lately, but my muse isn't very active.
The sad thing is I really want to write too...  

Maybe I'll have to wait a few days.

awwww

Yep.
No muse what so ever....
And I'm bored too.

Ok. I finally have my muse for this story!
Huzzah!

Everything But a Lost Heart
by Twisted_Lupa

Chapter 2
Clothes and and Horses

I woke up from a dark and pleasant sleep to find light in my eyes. Morning, she thought getting up and pushing her hair back from her face. Looking around she couldn't see Grielynd in his little makeshift bed, but next to the window. He already had his armor on, his cape, and his greatsword strapped on his back. "Morning," he told me, still peeking out of the window. I sighed and recounted the last night's events. I was perplexed slightly by the thought of it, I had no idea what we were meant to do. What I was meant to do. "Morning," I told him walking beside the man. Although he was fairly young (only in his twenties or something like that) you could see the grey circles around his eyes, and the slight frown that pulled at his lips.

"So now will you tell me about my own history?" I asked him, still studying his slightly grizzled face. The man sighed softly, and said, "Over breakfast I will. But before that you need new clothes, and a weapon." On the table laid fresh clothes, armor, and two short swords in their own scabbards. "Your stuff is on the table," he said looking at me only for a moment until his gaze went back to the window. Walking over to the table, there was light armor that was darker than Grielynd's, and smaller as well and made to fit my feminine frame.

((I'm not done yet. ))

This is a poem I came up with on the Randomz thread. I decided to place it here. =3

Color
by Twisted_Lupa

Red
The color of vitality
Blood in the veins of many
Tall redwoods
And the breasts of robins

Orange
The color that doesn't rhyme
The setting sun
Tiger lilies, and tigers themselves
A bright flame

Yellow
Energetic and bouncy
Too bright for darkened eyes
Fresh hay
And Palomino manes

Green
Earth itself
Plants, trees, leaves
The color known for GO
The uniform those in war wear

Blue
The color of skies
Watercolor flowers
And sweetened blueberries
The purest sea water

Purple
Indigo, violet
The color with many names
Blackberries, blueberries, huckleberries
My favorite paint to fling on the canvas

White
Cars that roam the streets
Wedding cakes and vanilla ice cream
Winter, and snow
The separation of all visible color


Black
Charcoal, and words that are read
The cowl that hides faces
Stripes that run down a zebra's back
When you mix all the colors together

This is color

Cool but yellows so bright i cant see the words 0_o

Yeah.
I think I'll find a new color for it.

Darexia Samantha B. Valeria interviewed by Jack M. Wise
Sunday, December 13, 2156, 16:35
-UNDISCLOSED LOCATION-

The reporter sits down in my cell. That's all I have for now. He wears simple clothes, modern unlike the guards that love to abuse and torture me. Though I've been worse. I sigh, and look up with a bored smile at this mystery person. My hands are bound to either side of the steel chair I'm in.

"Are you ready for this miss Valeria?" he says to me. He tries to stay confident, I can smell the fear and I can see the anxiousness in his eyes. "The real question is are you ready for this Mr. Wise?" He blinks curiously, jots down a note and then turns on the note on his recorder that us a part of the PolyBand on his wrist. Turning it on he speaks into it, "Jack Maelund Wise, recording on December 13, 2156. The time is approximately 4:35. I am here with Darexia Samantha B. Valeria in the Horizon Maximum Security Prison orbiting Neptune in the Sol system. Let's begin." He pulled of his PolyTool off and set it on the table. I grinned at him, he was so interesting. I wondered how this would go. My first interview.

"So, miss Valeria may I-"
"No. I'd rather you call me Sam. Formalities are stiff like the iron that binds me. Don't you want to hear my voice Jack?" Mr. Wise blinks confused at the use of his first name, but keeps on going.

"Ok Sam. You are one of the few Raykierians left in the galaxy, and you are in jail. The people know what you did, do you?"
I frowned and sighed, knowing that there was more to this, "I did kill 30 people, but that was all in self defense. What is that famous phrase humans always use to justify death? 'An eye for an eye'. These people killed many of the Raykeirian and others like us. Wouldn't a human do the same?"

"So you admit to killing 30 people over a 3 day period?"
"Yes."

"How old are you Sam?"
"Well compared to humans I am about...-paused- 27 years old. But on Raykeir I am only 14 or so. the Raykeirians live a long time compared to humans on Earth."

"So is it normal for someone your age on Keirin to do so much?"
"Shouldn't you know that Jack? Your people do love to assume that something do small cannot do much."

"What I mean is-"
"I know what you mean. It isn't actually. I was top of my class, so I had a lot to do after education."

"When did you finish your education exactly?"
"I began a week or two after I was born, and continued on for 7 or so years. So when I was 14 Earth years I was only 7."

"Impressive, what did your family think?"
"My mother wanted to keep me in school another two years, but my father wanted me to go out and adventure. See the world as he said. Who knew that it would be the galaxy?"

"How was your childhood?"
"It was abrupt, and there wasn't much to it. I played with my brother when I wasn't studying or learning. And the Raykierian grow quickly, our pubescent stage being early so that we can live longer lives without menial things getting in the way."

"You had a brother?"
"Have. I have a brother. He still draws air. Darexia Maikelith Cartier Valeria. Only a name, you can do the rest of the research."

Before Jack could ask another question, a guard busted in and shouted at him. "What are you doing here?! Get out!" Jack gt up and surprisingly defended his reasons of being here, talking to me. Looking at them with my shining eyes, I sighed. today was going to be very interesting.