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Des De'Lamar

Des De'Lamar

Slight Introduction to something much more splendid!

 
Edge of Madness (Chapter One Part One)

Twisting a sleek black spear within both of his gloved hands, Lamitor De'Marish shared his hungry victory by watching a twitching body move against the ground. It was amusing that it could still struggle even without it's head attached. That was one of the amusing things he had found about the human body despite its fragile nature in comparison to his own. The fural grin changed into one of amusement as he spun the spear between both hands as if in a deep trance. Nothing could ever replace the feel of so much loss, and that he was the one who had helped create it. Even though the crafters would be here soon, he could still bask in his own glory for as long as he wanted to. He knew secrets that they did not know, and he was always sure he was at least more than one step ahead of their pathetic pace. To fall behind would be idiotic, espiecally at this point. Too much was now set, and too much was still to come.

"Ebon bliss, drink up the tears of the innocent. Their is no forgiveness when they cross me." A slow whisper of a voice flowed from the pale male. The brightness of his eyes seemed to become enhanced as he spoke, and even the single drip of blood that ran from a drying wound along his cheek did not break his sound. He was alone within his moment.

"I am death. I am free. None own me anymore!" Laughter came at the end of the words as his thick arms hurled the spear deep into the ground. Very few would understand the reasoning for his statement, but at this point the male did not babble anymore. There was a scent on the air that human senses would have missed. The crafters were too close, and it was time to find the center of calm again. Licking his lips, he simply sat himself down upon the ground, and pretended to be resting.

"Oh, a parade." Such a sarcastic tone could not belong to any other than Ky'renn. Lamitor, did not have to hear him to know he was there. Ky'renn had been an old friend of Lamitors for several years even though Lamitor could bearly tolorate the scent the man carried. He seemed to have his use just as much as the others at this point. However, it was so easy to grow bored with their very different ways of thinking. Ky'renn considered everything a pawn, even allies, and that often had come to blood being drawn between the two of them. Despite the rumors of him being dishonorable, Lamitor still felt a heavy sting when anyone trying to be close to him dared to lie right as he stood their near them. Perhaps, that was one thing that kept the two races seperate? Lamitor was not a human after all.

"Seems we missed the fun. Such a shame. Honestly, did you have to remove their heads again?" Ky'renn made as if to clasp a hand onto Lamitor's shoulder, but the larger man paused when Lamitor stood up. Lamitor was over a foot taller than the other man, though not as large, but still Ky'renn kept his space knowing full well the outcome of standing too close, or touching without welcoming permission. He still just could not understand this man. Where did Parthios ever find such a sort? Half the time Lamitor talked to himself, and the other half he was drawing blood. That was no sane mixture for a human at all. Then again, who was sane anymore?

"Not much to miss." Lamitor's voice was still a whisper as he motioned to the body piles around. " I like them better without heads. It's fun to watch their bodies twitch." The black robe he wore carried the heavy scent of blood, but he did nothing to hide it despite the upturning noses of his human companion. Let them deal with it. He honestly did not care what they thought.

"Reports state there was a dragon." Ky'rann would question this, of course, since the apparent mess of bodies was not the result of a lone human. It just could not be. It looked like a battle, soaked with blood, and full of death; however their was a lot that was simply out of place. His scouts had made the direct report, and they wouldn't lie to him. They knew better.

 
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  • Interesting with a few flaws.
    Posted Sep 2, 2008
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    I liked the story so far - you are building some interesting characters and that intrigues me. I am unsure where you are heading yet though....

    Some errors and repetitions - in the first paragraph you repeat 'amused' and 'amusing' several times. You have a 'their' instead of a 'there... (read more)
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  • Aug 24, 2008
    I think in my next submission I'll translate the title to. It would probably help so that people know what it means. This is still very much a work in progress.

    Myst
  • Aug 23, 2008
    Thank you very much for the reviews so far. I know I am not very good with grammar, or spelling. In fact, I'm shocked I can write at all! In any case, I will try to clean this up a little. It was suppose to be a prologue, but it was suggested I try to add it in as a chapter since it is a bit long for a prologue.

    Myst
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