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Last Birthday

Bealish loved her life. At only fifteen years old, she was already a pro at milking cows, collecting eggs, feeding chickens and pigs and the rest of the animals, and she could train a horse in a matter of days. Her family was simple. It was just her, her mother, and her father in a little house right beside their farm. That was how they made all their money. Her father and her would go into town and sell milk and eggs and vegetables they grew that week but they’d only be there for a few hours before going back home. She couldn’t say she was too fond of the city.

They were different from other farms. Their cows and chickens were well taken care of as well as their pigs and goats and other animals. They were also never killed for meat. Her parents once thought about killing one of the pigs and selling it when times were getting tough, but once the little Bealish heard of the plan, she bawled in her room for hours until her parents reassured her otherwise. Being an only child was something that was lonesome though. Of course, Bealish didn’t know that. She spent a lot of time with her horse and the other animals and then she’d go back to the house and spend more time with her parents. She loved board games and when her mother played the guitar or when her dad would come home from the city with a load of books for her.

Today was different though. It just happened to be her birthday. Her previous birthdays were spend in a simple fashion. Her mother would make a cake and her father would buy her a hair pin or some present from the city and they’d all have dinner together. It was the rare day that her parents would allow her favorite goat in the house. It was an odd request, but she knew that goat got cold easily-

The day started off as any other though. She woke up at five in the morning and went out to collect eggs and milk the cows and goats, then feed everyone. Bealish dropped by the stables to check on her horses before heading inside to be surprised by her mother who had made a special breakfast for her. Sixteen was apparently a big deal because she got four eggs and some pancakes instead of her standard breakfast of toast and one egg. Bealish was a wonder. Her parents were both tall yet she was noticeably smaller than what an elf her age should be. Still, she could eat like a giant.

After breakfast, she thanked her mom then went back outside to see a new horse she got a month ago.

And Bealish could spend hours outside. In fact, she came inside at around four in the afternoon when her mother called her to clean up for dinner in two hours. So she did, and with the left over time she had before her little party, she read a book titled ‘The Ties of Poetry’ which was a story of a poet and his wife. It was incredibly romantic, but it was the only book she hadn’t read in her room. Finally, she was called into the dining room.

The room wasn’t decorated, but her mother and father were there at the table with a present and a lit up cake for her. It was all perfect. “Can I bring in Aslan after this?” she asked with a big smile, referring to her goat. Her father let out a laugh then nodded and pulled her into a hug with her mother. “Happy birthday, princess. We love you-” her mother said sweetly, kissing the top of her head. With that same big, goofy smile of hers, she went and took a seat at the table.

But just as she did, a knock was heard at the door. Visitors were rare, so her father went to answer the door, only to be met by officials. Her mother immediately went over to Bealish and stood in front of her, holding her hand tightly while her father did his best to shield the view of the men from Bealish. Bealish didn’t know that they were officials who had saw that the daughter of the farmer had turned of age to be drafted as a soldier, learned that quickly when they seized her for the army.

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_Once is Not Enough

Sometimes you experience something that you can't get enough of, that after one time you still feel hungry for a second. Like a sandwich, but then in this case not food, but love. Orractous soon after experiencing what it was like to be kissed, went looking for new experiences. He couldn’t leave it at that, because where would be the fun in making physical contact with people without pursuing the possibilities.

I wouldn’t call Orractous addicted to love or sex, but he has had the tendency, prior to dating Cynnthyia, to enjoy himself to such extends. And loving someone only made the physical contact better, was what he found out. One night stands were okay, but really finding your flow with an other human being, that was the best experience he came to know.

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First Time Riding A Dragon

Kelt and Uov (one of the School’s Dragons) had their first encounter when Kelt was fourteen, back then, students had to wait till they were graduated before they could fly a dragon. So, when he finally became a Knight, Kelt requested to fly with Uov. This is just after flying, everything probably went fine. They’re both still alive, so.

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Young Orractous always dreamt of a simple place of his own, somewhere other people could only bother him when he let them in. He didn't want anything too big, small enough to house himself, a guest, and maybe a pet. Most ideally a cat, they two didn't seem like they needed anyone, and he too didn't want to take any responsibility for anyone living with him. His problem with the rooms he has lived in for the past years, is that there was little privacy, and little home.

Orractous opened the tiny door, moving the wood against a big stack of boxes that he hadn't unpacked yet, or probably never would. He pushed himself through the small gap that was left, and hung his jacket on the full coat - he liked coats and hats - before walking through a small hallway into the main living area - as in, the only area that existed in the whole house, not counting the hallway or the bathroom.

Orractous has always been more attracted to busy cities, living small, and not worrying too much about not having the right shops around him. He wants to be able to open the window in the morning and hear more noise than anyone can make on their own. He wants to live under circumstances where whomever he brings home, and whatever he does during the day, doesn't come with inconvenient knocking, or parks laying around for him to make the wrong move.

Throwing his bag on the blue chair in the corner, he moved around the table in the middle of the room to collect everything he had thrown on there the previous day. He unpacked his bag to get the groceries, and passed the small space between the table and the kitchen.

His most wanted situation was to cook for himself, not because he was any good, but because he knew very well that he could eat whatever he wanted if he was the boss around the kitchen. Just for that, his ideal home had a collection of spices, fruits, drinks, and oils, for whatever he may want to use it for. And it should be small, very little should be present that he didn't need.

Putting the groceries down, Orractous took the empty bag back to the living room, beyond the big table. Opposite of the big table was a small dessoir with books, not too many, but just enough to look filled. His living room was a mess. He kept his clothing on a rack, instead of in a closet, his bed looked more like a couch, and the cat - Michael - ran around unconditionally. Above his bed there were paintings on the wall, books lay around on the ground, clothes, boxes. He never knew how much he had until he had to clean. He petted the cat, and sat down on the bed, closest to the three big windows.

To look out of the window, each morning, each afternoon, each day, see people walk by his home, all busy with their own little thing, their lives spinning around each other. Peaceful, might be a good word for it.

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