Imrald

Joined February 2022

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Bio

I'm a 29yo dreamer with a difficult relationship with emotions/affection.

I want to change sex but my family doesn't support me, so I struggle a lot in life.

I love writing, reading, Minecraft, animes and Nature.

Hope you'll enjoy reading me.

Stories (31/0)

Seasons' whims
As the breeze caresses my ears I close my eyes and let go of the chains of consciousness to taste the freshness of the air around me and focus only On the salubrity that this place has to offer me.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Reverie
The dust came sweeping, hovering on the ground like if it was dark magic. The air grew colder, the stink began to cling into one's nose. Why was this happening?
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Deep in the Dungeons of the Dragonlord
By way of torchlight, we travelled for empty and semi-unknown lands, some in fear and some in despair while the majority trusted the experience and the honour of their commander, under the peremptory but clear orders of the Cloaked Conqueror. A wise man he was and as of today he's cried and mourned.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Western spaghetti's era
The antimatter blacksmith kept beating his anvil thinking about the old good times where he watched, or better, admired his beloved papa who seemed so in love with the anvil and the powerful and hasty weapons and tools he forged, while the clumsy clouds he gave birth to at every hit of his arms on his trusty and rustless friend, were playing a Caribbean hide and seek. No one of them though had made a claim of thrones, they were just enjoying their game. Wouldn't be beautiful to be as carefree and lighthearted?
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Smothering heights
Let go of your derailing beliefs which have taken you away from your best shape. Those are not serving you any good as you are letting them eat your soul and your mind. They are saving the worst part of you so that it can defeat who you really are.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
No home to go to
Alive, no matter what it passed through, the wanderer went, tired but steady. He faced one of the most difficult challenges in his hard life, not yes understanding if he had won or lost.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Empty Throne Amongst The Stars
The Ascetic that once ruled these skies left his demands and deserves a place with the surprise and the panic of all of the people of the Stars. He thought for long about his resignation because his mind was not transparent as it was before.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Wasteland Guide
Through streams and flows I'm traveling, as the main cartographer of a one man squad. The Lizard Foundation sent me here, as the only organization remained alive and that had made is goal to repurpose the toxic wasteland of these ancients lands to be suitable for life again, just as their once were, before the daunting accident that exterminated the entirety of the mankind that had preceded ours.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Jordan's dream
Sympatico was that angel with big, light and feathery wings that descended from the sky with gracefulness and the most idyllic smiles someone could have ever witnessed.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
Unexpected journeys
Through cloudy skies, the wander faced the glacial currents hauling on his face, covering his long beard with gems of ice. He had always preferred cold temperatures to hot ones, so staying in a cold ambient was a breeze compared to the hotness and the dryness of the desert he left only yesterday.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
What happens in Potbelly Hill, stays in Potbelly Hill
Brilliant was Sirius that night, a night like no others for the bored observer. A night of reverie and feverish hallucinations for the unprepared travellers and seekers of strong emotions.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction
A wasteland guide from a dying soldier
Across the plain, before daylight, our journey started, and just at the first peril, I collapsed, failing the whole army. This was my first battle and after all of the years, I've been training together with all of my peers I thought I was ready to rumble.
By Imrald2 years ago in Fiction

Imrald

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Seasons' whims

Reverie

Deep in the Dungeons of the Dragonlord

Western spaghetti's era

Smothering heights

No home to go to

Empty Throne Amongst The Stars

Wasteland Guide

Jordan's dream

Unexpected journeys

What happens in Potbelly Hill, stays in Potbelly Hill

A wasteland guide from a dying soldier

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