Emrys Everette
Bio
You want to know about me? Well shoot, here's the short version. I'm gay, I'm 22, wildly imaginative and curious as can be. I can get short with folks, I'm typically sweet as can be. I don't honestly know what you'll want to know.
Stories (18/0)
A Rather Improper Journal
I feel it necessary to explain that every time a new paragraph starts with a double space, I come to this document with strong emotion to blurb my thoughts onto the page. The intention was to express myself in a format I could manage and to inevitably post this to Vocal. I was both curious to see my thoughts over a few months, how I can change, and if anyone would be interested in what may be mildly uncomfortable and relatively unfiltered thoughts.
By Emrys Everette 2 years ago in Journal
To the Temple and Back again
In a desolate world, the only thing surviving is a woman, alone, with a home built over the dry earth. She has the same routine every day, starting when the moon sets, she goes out to forage. Her diet is slightly different from most humans; instead of meats or vegetables, she needs blood. She'll come home just an hour before sunrise discovering the same thing as the last 55,480 days: nothing but her, starving, dehydrated, and miles upon miles of cracked, bone-dry dirt.
By Emrys Everette 3 years ago in Fiction
To the Temple and Back Again
Due to his new choice in company Demo and Erin travel under the light of the moon. Being asleep, one might forget just how alive the world can still be; the flittering of bats, the hooting of owls, and the rustling of creatures in the bushes on this particular night. Aristodemo could see how this put Erin on edge, so he took this opportunity to flaunt a bit of his power.
By Emrys Everette 3 years ago in Fiction
Prompt 1
A bell jingles above the door as Professor Rowena and I enter the shop of a notorious dealer in unregistered magical artifacts, just the place to acquire a focus for the new student of the College of the Eight . "A focus." Rowena begins as we approach the counter. "One of the most important tools for any caster. They come in many forms, however one must form a bond with their focus to access it's true potential." She waves her hand over a glass counter directing my attention to all sorts of wands, bejeweled rings, even crystal orbs. There must be over 100 trinkets in here, all doing their own thing.
By Emrys Everette 3 years ago in Fiction
Prompt 1
Three days in this strange college. Time for my first class, all it says is to meet professor Rowena, in the quad. I of course am there, thirty minutes early. Mostly because I was afraid of getting lost and being thirty minutes late. A woman walks up to me, tall and slim with a deep purple skin carrying an umbrella for the sunlight. "You must be the Headmaster's newest pet project, I am Rowena." She gracefully extends her hand, I do hesitate at first but reciprocate. "You are Adam aren't you?"
By Emrys Everette 3 years ago in Fiction
