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Showing posts with label Celeste the unicorn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Celeste the unicorn. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
The A to Z Challenge! U is for Unicorn
U is for Unicorn, specifically Celeste the flying unicorn from Myths.
She is determined, serious and often stuck up. She likes studying and doesn’t like it when Eli gets into trouble. She does not like Frunz the faun or Lyndi the dragon. She has a soul bond with Eli. This means she has a telepathic mental bond with him. Celeste can turn to a human shape and remain it the shape of the tall, thin pale girl with long white hair. In her natural unicorn shape she has wings and can fire blasts of pure light from her horn. In human girl shape her extreme magic is backed up and can cause accidents. She is practicing to focus it into spells. Has a little sister back home.
Here are some pictures that inspire me for Celeste...
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Bite of Story Thursday
Here is a sneak peek at my current work in progress, Myths. This is from the rough draft so it does not reflect the final product. Enjoy!
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Myths
Chapter Ten : Big House On The Prairie
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Myths
Chapter Ten : Big House On The Prairie
Celeste
joined him by the glass. “They don’t
teach us much about them in school. They’re
called the Nephilim but most races in Farnalla call them simply giants. They always keep to themselves and remain
neutral in the wars. The Verbena Forest is the only place in Farnalla big
enough to hide them. Who knows what
their correct size is or even how many kinds of giants there are?”
Eli
spied a raggedy doll on the bed. It
resembled a girl but had to be at least eight feet tall. As bedrooms go, the child’s room seemed
simple. She didn’t have a lot of toys or
books.
He
turned back to take in their prison. A
simple wooden box surrounded them. Bits
of torn up bushes and some tree limbs lay scattered around the box. A few large rocks were strewn throughout,
which some of his friends sat upon. Tiny
holes allowed for air but their circumference was much too small for Flitty to
escape through.
His
eyes caught on a few sinister objects. A
couple dead locusts were piled in a corner and a minotaur skeleton lay in the opposite
corner with some leaves on top.
Celeste
explained, “We figured that’s her last ‘toy’.
I covered it up out of respect.”
Heilgar’s
primal scream startled everyone. He
charged the glass but when his body hit it, he simply bounced back into a
bush.
“Aw
Heilgar,” Flitty said. “That trick never
works.”
The
dwarf stood up and gave her a fiendish look, “I don’t care. You’ll never catch me becoming a pile of
bones in a child’s bug box.”
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