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Winter, had once again come to Albion. Frosty gales wiped across the lazy countryside, coating every proud building with a fine alabaster sheen. Ancient ruins and statues appeared to be made of crystal, and blissful silvers and blues stretched wide across Bowerstone. Above the ruckus and laughter of busy shoppers and exchanged pleasantries, the chimes of the grand clock tower sounded in the city square. Estria had always loved this magical time of year, but it just hadn't felt the same recently. The usual peace and triumphant joy she was normally privy to each December, had been replaced by uncertainty, and silent tears. Normally, whenever t

Dawn washed over the City, splashing its rich golden hues across the dreary urban landscape. Factories hummed to life, wisps of smoke steadily ebbing skyward from their grand iron chimneys. By days end, their noxious smog would cover the sky like thick black ink. Children hollered and laughed as they ran towards the schoolhouse, their tiny shoes clacking against the cobblestone. Doves took fight from the rafters of buildings, and shopkeepers unlocked their establishments in tandem. But throughout this early morning bustle, something was amiss. Concealed by weak streaks of shadow, or pressed up against cold stone walls, a nocturnal hunter lurk

Shifting Paradigms: The Definition of Nobility --- Title: Shifting Paradigms: The Definition of Nobility - Chapter 49 A New Day Author: MerlindaDragon Rating: PG-13 Game: Dragon Age: Origins Characters: Myranda Cousland & Party, Caeda, Anora, Fergus, Moneca and others. Pairing: Myranda/Alistair Disclaimer: Dragon Age and all characters from it belong to Bioware.  Myranda and the entirety of her story belong to me. --- Chapter 49: A New Day "A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is brave five minutes longer." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson Alistair ran toward Fort Drakon.  He'd known the minute the blade had been driven into the

How could it have possibly come to this? He lay on his side, his back turned to her, and stared at the far wall, his heart and mind in torment. Ever since he had brought her home from the hospital after that horrible night when he had almost lost her, he would curl up beside her and wrap his arms around her. She would turn into him, welcoming his embrace, and fall asleep listening to his heartbeat, her hand resting comfortingly over his chest. It had been the only way he could fall asleep: with her nestled in his arms, where he was sure she was safe. Now, three years later, she lay as far from him as she could - in truth he was surprised sh