"Outcasts" by dragon_imaginer "Are you sure?" asked Mister Evensong, eyeing his daughter. He had stopped combing his mane, and the Royal Kougra set his comb down on the side table. Madame Evensong fanned her luxurious tail, while adjusting her robes and crown. On her usually contented Peophin face sat an expression of puzzlement, one that had not graced the court's presence for many years. Before them stood their daughter. The Royal Girl Kyrii had rushed into their work quarters in a frenzied manner, unlike the normal semblance...
One Card I sighed and eyed the dusty-tan coloured Cybunny as she drew a thin Scorched Treasure scratchcard out of the metal bin and slapped it down on the counter.
Remembering Rue: Part Two She looked up and saw, silhouetted against the mountain, a clockwork ski lift heading upwards, its lines stretching toward the sky and disappearing over the peak...
Flashpoint: Part Two I barely had enough time to fire up my mag boots before a massive explosion shook the space station right down to its imaginary foundations.