Naiad SisterJoin us now, oh daughter fairNaiad Sister by WordsofWinter
With pale skin and winter-hair.
Leave the dead-dry land of feet
And come where the water is cool and deep.
We are grasses to your lily-flower
Forever dancing in shady bowers.
Oh, please join us, water-maid!
Exchange a tail for those shaky legs.
Mortals live for but a day
While we have centuries to have our say.
Join us, sweet sister, in the cool of the deep
Where tendrils and serpents in darkness sleep.
Forsake that lover who toils in dirt
His heart will heal and you'll never be hurt.
For should he travel to the pool so sweet
With waters and currents curious and deep
Let you entice him further on down
He's yours forever if you make him drown.
So join us, oh join us, and be not alone!
There is no anguish in the heart of a stone.
Be smooth and lovely as the water-smoothed rocks
And always be steadfast during life's shocks.
Be with us forever, oh sister so fair
With watery skin and wintery hair.
Granite Ice and Emerald Fire 2Chapter 2RobStephfanforever
The moon shone triumphantly in the pitch-black sky. The clouds wisely parted, allowing the ray of silvery light to beam through, proud and in all its incandescent glory. It lit up a solitary cottage, comfortable and a stone's throw away from a humble garden, blooming in fresh flowers. The interior may have been rather sparsely furnished but it was a spacious room. The fireplace was lit and the flames crackled and popped. The ray of hypnotic moonlight fell upon a chair drawn close to the fire and its lone occupant.
The mistress of this humble abode would be described as a classic beauty. Despite twenty years passing swiftly, age hadn't fully robbed her of her bewitching beauty. Of course, her once beautifully thick and ebony hair had thinned and grayed slightly. Fine lines and wrinkles etched around the corners of her eyes and darted across her once smooth forehead. Her once plump rosy lips had paled and reduced to thin lines. Her emerald eyes still glimmered
Daddy's Little Monster (Daddy!Slenderman X Reader)YamiAlex
A loud cry was heard during a cold dark night, animals were awoken from their slumber at the terrified scream followed by desperate pleas for mercy. Deep within the woods, a man looked down upon a woman with his bloodshot eyes and as he breathed heavily. The woman was lying back on the trunk of a tree, a large stab wound on her stomach leaked out her life's essence. She was slowly bleeding to death as she held a small baby girl wrapped in a white cloth.
"That monstrosity you call a child will die here today!"
"No! Please spare her!"
The man held his knife, blood stained the smooth metal surface and raised it, getting ready to strike. Wails were heard from the child, feeling the distress from her mother and the imminent danger about to befall her. As the killer stood before them, he started hearing a faint buzzing in his head which got louder each second. His head also started to hurt and the hairs all over his body stood up and he broke in a cold sweat, feeling absolute ter
Chapter 2 - Pharaoh TimeChapter 2ILoveCP
She peeked around the corner of the wall to see what had caused the noise to jolt her awake. She couldnt believe what she was seeing, the pharaoh Ahkmenrah climbed out of his tomb and stopped midway as he heard a gasp. She looked away quickly, hoping he didnt spot her and sighed. Her hand came over her chest, and felt her heart pounding like crazy at what she just witness. How can a dead pharaoh be alive?
Ahkmenrah glanced around at the one who made that sound; he swore he just saw a girl staring at him. He blinked several times and wondered if he was imagining things or not. He stepped out of his sarcophagus, his long golden robe, rustled a bit with each step he took towards the back of his exhibit (or tomb). He walked around the corner and came face to face with a girl. Her hazel green eyes stared at him in shock and her gaze was locked with his.
Ahkmenrah watched as she swayed on her feet and fainted before him. He burly managed to catch her in time, almost fal
Valentine's Day: NATM romanceValentinesHalfBloodAlchemist
Summary: Ahk has a special admirer, and he must try to find the clues to who this might be
Comments: I don't own NATM same schpiel. Aww ain't the holidays cute?!?!?
The night began as it always had, at least for a museum that comes to life every night. Ahkmenrah the Pharaoh emerged from his sarcophagus as he usually did, and dressed as per usual. At least he began to get dressed "per usual". Things got a little different by the time he got to his crown. He reached for it and picked it up off of the bench, but instead of just putting it on and going about his merry way he continued to stare at the spot where the crown had been. The reason for his pause: a note fell out of the crown and landed on the bench, catching his attention. "What the " he mumbled to himself, picking it up. It was a simple white piece of paper, folded up and sealed with a rose sticker.
Fanfic 100 - 099. DiscoveriesI feel strange bein tha only snoggin males in here. Jed commented one day as we drove around the museum. I was about to comment in his favor when something caught my eye.XTheAuthoressX
I believe you are wrong, my love. I pointed out the window at the kiss Larry and Ahkmenrah were sharing in the hall.
Theyre different. He huffed. Find me another example n then Ill believe ya.
We drove on, and presently I pointed out the window again. Lewis and Clark were discovering more than just America. Jed flushed.
Now I feel odd not snoggin ya right now.
Party Animal - Larry AhkI was laughing. Jed and Octavius were going to avoid getting me in trouble as a present, there was food coming out of no-where cakes, cupcakes, hell, the Romans served wine! It was a grand scale of a party, thrown by the museum. For me. I was getting older and it made me feel like a kid again to have this kind of party. There was music the same song I had played for the first party after the fall of Cecil. It was terribly appropriate.XTheAuthoressX
I was subsequently attacked by each patron, offering presents when they couldnt bring food. For some, I was kinda happy they didnt cook. The Neanderthals gave me a, what else, a fire extinguisher. It was actually from the third floor, but it was the thought that counted, right? Apparently, the Mayans were having a ceremony in their diorama in my honor, though we didnt let them out.
After the throng dissipated, Teddy approached me, Dexter on his shoulder. The Caputian hopped to my shoulder and gave my head a small hug. And h