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Chapter 30 Daniel, Lupita, Mark, Michael and Jasmine wandered through the street that was written on Daniel's paper. Someone sent up a small ball of light in the air. "That's the sign, the base is just there" said Mark; more than a touch of relief in his voice. Lupita smiled "I want a real bed for once" she said. They made their way to where the flare of light had gone up, and found themselves facing a puny abandoned shack. "You sure this is the right place?" questioned Jasmine. Daniel peered at the floor, this was recently used, judging by the patch of sawdust on the floor that had the edge of a footprint in it. Daniel walked right on up, L

Chapter 29 Daniel walked up to the window and his cloak shifted, Ulf bit the edge “You’re coming too aren’t you?” Daniel said; he already knew the answer. “Me staying here will endanger them, the demons will want me; a traitor, dead. I can’t let them be led here” Ulf explained, rustling his wings. Daniel opened the door and Ulf pushed his way past, Daniel jumped on his bag and found hold “Just this once…you’re heavy” Ulf complained “No I’m not, you’re a demon!” Daniel couldn’t help but grin behind his mask. “Onwards!” he shouted in a corny-generic-hero-

He woke up, breathing hard, dripping in a cold sweat. He couldn't grasp it, no matter how hard he tried. He had never remembered a dream in his life, it was just the way he was, not a one. But it was different, this time he could remember a tiny, tiny piece of this dream. He was running, running over a patch of sand that circled around a rock. Even in his memory, the patch of sand couldn't have been more than four meters long. There was probably an ocean right next to that sand, but he didn't remember it. But the reason why he was running; It terrified him, whatever it was. It dawned on him then that this patch of ground had been in other dr

Tales of Orpheus Filler Arc 1: The City Incident chapter 1 The demon was a common captain; he was humanoid shaped and about 10 feet tall, sharp claws and teeth and evil demeanour, the usual. He was stuck at the waist in a cloudy circle that glowed red, forcing himself slowly out. The circle was what they called ‘Gates’, and they were quite literally a gate from the demon barracks in to their world that broke open every now and again. “Do you see it?” came the voice of Cyrus in his earpiece. “Yes” Rune replied, in to his mic. “It’s almost through the gate” continued Rune’s voice. “It