《The Love of a Sparrow (Elmont/JTGS LS)》Not on my Watch
Advertisement
Soon we were climbing a bean stalk. Well, they were. I was flying around the stalk, happy to feel the wind in my feathers.
"What do you suppose is up there?" Jack asked.
"I'm not a superstitious man, Jack. I never suppose. I simply prepare for everything." Elmont answered.
"What, like giants?"
"No, everything real."
"You don't know the half of it. You mortals know nothing." I barked with laughter. Jack slipped and clung to the stalk, clenching his eyes shut.
"Fear of heights?" Crawe asked.
"Fear of falling." Jacks voice cracked.
"Well, then don't fall." Elmont said.
"Wow, great advice." I chuckled sarcastically.
"So, um, Sparrow was it? I thought all the witchers were whipped out." Elmont tried to Strike up a conversation.
"Well you thought wrong. There are still a few left. The art is passed down through family, but most of the families are gone now." I answered.
"Can ordinary mortals become witchers?"
"Yes but it's very difficult. Most do not possess the ability to learn. But there are some who can. It takes years for them to learn one spell. That's why it's kept in the families. The magical blood is stronger. So the child born of a mortal that has begun training is going to be able to learn easier then his or her mother or father."
"Is it true that the first witcher family ever was gifted with wings? The descendants are the rulers of all of them and they have wings as well?" I paused at his question, wondering if I should answer or not.
"Yes" and I kept flying. I waited on the other side since they needed to zip line across a gap. Giants. I get to see the thing that killed my family and wiped out all the deceased families, my people. Eventually I had to actually climb, as it was too dangerous for me to fly without getting struck by lightning in this storm. I almost got hit but luckily elmont pulled me out of the way. They all got pulled and there was a lot of yelling.
Advertisement
"Roderick, what's going on?" Elmont called down.
"The line! It snapped. They're gone. They're all gone." He answered. I looked to elmont and he looked devastated.
"Not on my watch!" I jumped, Spiraling down.
"Sparrow, No!" I heard after me but I didn't listen. I was going so fast that I caught up to them, grabbing the first guy and pulling up, the weight of it ripping the skin around the socket. They yelled in relief. I took them down to the ground. They were all injured, they can't go back up there.
"It was Roderick and Wicke. They cut the line." They all kept saying. I knew I felt something off about them.
"Just give me a pack of food. Stay here and heal up. I'm going back. And inform the king of this mishap." I took a pack and flew back up as fast as I could, dodging lightning on the way. It took me a bit since we had climbed so far up already. I landed next to elmont, startling him.
"Sparrow!" Jack climbed up and hugged me.
"I'm sorry elmont." I said and he looked sad. Thinking I didn't get to them in time. "But your men will need a bit of time to heal." He looked at me shocked.
"You saved them?"
"Might have torn my wings a bit but yeah. I did." He unexpectedly hugged me.
"Thank you. You will more then likely get a lot of thanks from their families as well. We should stop here and rest, before anyone else falls!" He yelled the last part. The others found a safe place to sleep while I sat down somewhere comfortable enough to keep watch. They all fell asleep as the storm quieted to a light rain. I sung quietly to myself as I kept watch. I turned my head a little bit when I heard shuffling behind me, but it was just elmont walking over.
Advertisement
"Hey. What are you still doing up?" He sat next to me.
"Keeping watch. On my adventures, I never get good sleep. Always have to keep alert, you never know what might come to get you." I replied.
"Why here and now?"
"Well, you never know when a Harpy or something might smell us. Gotta keep up."
"You really should sleep. You need the rest, keep rested and at your strongest."
"Yeah, to do your bidding." I scoffed.
"No. To keep yourself healthy, it's not good for you if your so sleep deprived."
"Since when do you care?"
"Since I saw you in the market. So beautiful and mysterious yet so strong and independent. Your your own person and you don't care what anybody says or thinks about you. I admire that."
"Wow. No ones ever said anything like that to me. Thank you."
"Now sleep. If it'll make you feel better, I'll keep watch, but only if you sleep." He reclined against them stalk a bit and pulled me to him to use him as a pillow.
"But-- No buts. Sleep, princess." I smiled at what he called me.
"I haven't been called that in years. It feels strange but natural at the same time." I felt the vibration of his chest under my head as he chuckled.
"Stop stalling and sleep, princess." I sighed and did as told, relishing in his warm arms.
Advertisement
- In Serial8 Chapters
The Technic Master
Retired Marine who owns a Tech/Arms company gets caught in a System Apocalypse while bringing home more product. Fortunately, he's read a lot of system apoc sci-fi and fantasy! Note: the cover is a place holder. No idea who the artist is so if said artist wants me to remove it just drop me a message and i will. No questions asked.
8 186 - In Serial40 Chapters
The Mournful Path
[FINISHED]Arran Stormcleaver is dead. His ward and former student Yara runs away from home. Her grief and heartache from losing her only parental figure proving too much for her to deal with at home and on her own. Despite all this she continues to uphold her position in the Knights of Ash as a professional dragon huntress while travelling the road, all the while hoping that maybe the issue driving her will resolve itself. (CW: Harsh Language, Violence, themes of grief and depression)
8 59 - In Serial13 Chapters
The Dragon Emperor's Pearl
Currently on Hiatus while undergoing edits/tweaks. With no recollection of her past or even her own name, our heroine has merely been existing since waking in a place known as the Obsidian Terraces. Uncertain how to fend for herself or earn coin, she turned to protecting the city from creatures known only as the Blighted. When someone claiming to be her mother comes looking for her, she has no idea that her ‘existence’ is about to become a life–or what the potential costs may be.
8 190 - In Serial8 Chapters
God's wrath
"Foolish humans! I gave you the sun, the sky, a planet to live on! I gave you life, food and the ability to procreate and evolve! I gave you all of what you could dream of and yet you continue to kill yourself, to kill animals without reasons, to kill other humans without reasons, to kill your own home THE EARTH!" "I gave you warnings, Adam and Eve, Noa's Arch and others. Now I've had enough. I ban the entiretty of humanity of this planet and forbid any one of you to come back! But, I'll let any one of you choose your destination, choose wisely because you'll only choose once..." ------------------------------------- The story will follow sevreal poeple but only one at a time, I'll change the style with the other personnages. The first one is based on The Elder Scroll V: Skyrim.
8 146 - In Serial6 Chapters
Going Out With a Bang
This isn't a story of war, nor of sadness or schemes. This is the story of a man living a meaningless life, who doesn't want his death to be meaningless and forgotten, so how do you live a life remembered by the world and die a worthy death? Simple really, you cause World War III.
8 92 - In Serial36 Chapters
Queer Tales From A Street Nominally Associated With Your Reality
The street is not from your world, and yet it's attached, clinging like a shadowy limpet to the edge of your London, your city skyline stabbing into it from above. Or well that's what we tell ourselves, no one who lives here really knows. We are after all just regular folk displaced from our original realities. Just a bunch of folks with queer tales from a street nominally associated with your reality. What to expect: - A series of interlinked short stories gradually unpacking the lives, complications and mysteries associated with those who live in the street - A weird pseudo-British setting where physics works inconsistently, and houses move position regularly - Stories filled with LGBTQ+ characters, and in particular ones on the trans/nonbinary spectrum - Potentially iffy grammar, I'm new to publishing my work online, so whilst I am checking things before posting it’s a near certainty that some things will slip through - A schedule of one chapter every two weeks.
8 172

