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The Mortal Goddess Chronicles Chapter 1The Mortal Goddess Chronicles
My name is Ember, a Ember Rosa Ezmerarudo. Actually, I don't have a second name, I gave my self the one Rosa, as it was the name I used to pretend to have when I was still only a small Mortal Goddess. I am much older now, but where my story begins, I was only 49'999'998'914, still a high ranking mortal goddess. Now, I understand that I am actually older than your very world, so you must be wondering why it is possible for me to have such an age, allow me to explain: there are countless worlds and dimensions, all of different ages, my birth world is dead now, but of it were still around it would be nearing 68 billion years of age. Compared to my fellow mortal gods and goddesses, I am considered quite young.
Things are different now, sometimes I forget what brought me to be the way I am at this time. My mortal friends don't understand it either. But I wish to explain what it was that happened, all those years ago, what made me change....
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Lord help me.... So scared.... Think I'm gong to faint....
"TOBIAS YOU GET UP RIGHT NOW!!!!" Cousin Aria yelled but I didn't listen I was way too scared. Aria was still in that weird out fit with ears and a tail but I was still scared. "TOBIAS WE HAVE TO GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!!" I didn't know where mom is but I was still insanely scared. Beyond scared. I was way too scared to do anything. My heart was going a mile a minute, my breathing was rough, and there were people everywhere trying to kill me. I wanted it to all be gone... So I closed my eyes and pretended to be in a better place... A happier place.... And when I opened my eyes.... I was face to face with an angry looking man with blond hair and blue eyes.
"You disgust me.... GET UP!!" He snapped. I stood up, shakily. "Honestly.... THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?! JESUS! OUT OF ALLLLLL MY CHILDREN, YOU HAVE TO BE THE BIGGEST DISGRACE!!! I PROMISED YOUR MOTHER WHE
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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