Into the Darkness 6

It was as if I were flying for lifetimes where there was nothing but the sky around and the waters below. Water that hid dark secrets that I didn't want to imagine while the skies held terrors I had seen too much of. If only I could feel the Shadowbinder or the Lightweaver, then I could find a moment of hope.

Finally I saw ground below and I flew to see how far it extended. When my wings felt too worn I landed. With shaky legs I touched the ground. My claws opened and closed as I made sure the area around me was safe. Of course safe was the wrong term to use as dangers lurked everywhere.

Weekly Update 1/19/2017

For those of you who are stopping by my blog for the first time and/or don't have a lot of time to keep up with my blog, this is for you.

I will be posting on some of what I consider important stuff I have blogged about this week and updates on upcoming chapters of fics/projects.

I will be attempting to post these posts once a week every Sunday, but don't be surprised if I miss a week or two (hey, I sometimes have an actual life).

January 1 Hour 2017 Exclusive Vlog (Patreon Exclusive)

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Flight Rising Gene Review: Alloy

I want to start off by saying I'm sorry that this review is so late. I was out of town when this gene came out and then I had to play catch up with my blog work. Today I am taking a look at the Alloy gene.

Crossing the Divide 29

"How long has this been going on, Gandalf?" I asked the AI.

"The Mormonts at Raqus Base have been very satisfied with my performance." Gandalf replied while still avoiding giving an actual answer. "I think you will also be appreciative at what I have done."

"That remains to be seen."

"We...we were going to tell you." The Mormonts pushing me said, his voice shaking. "It's just that you are difficult to con-"

"You were afraid at what I would say." I corrected him. "You were afraid that I would tell you no. Making these decisions without the Kaari could be endangering all we have worked for. I didn't know I was risking my unborn child's life with an AI that has modifications that the Council hasn't looked at yet."

I saw Alex tense up. I was all he had to live for now and I could die. Eve could die. If Gandalf wasn't as well functioning as the Mormonts said it was terrible things could happen. I didn't like AIs due to their hard to read nature but others had a more foolish reason to fear them. It seems human authors in the Nightmare had liked to write about a 'robot rebellion'. Stories from those people typically showed humans, for good or ill, creating robots and then being destroyed by their creations. If that were to happen here I would kill everyone who had made it possible. Though if I could handle the Gandalf situation with finesse it was possible to stop anything horrible from happening.

"Put more humans on guard duty to start with." I said to all those around me. "I will not leave this facility until humans are doing the majority of the work around here."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

December 2016 Release (Jash's Dragon Army)

Update: Turns out Snow Dragons ARE male only. I happened to focus on the preview images and not the texts explaining. Thank you very much, Dragon Cave user!

Dragon Cave recently released a new dragon breed.Wiki says male and female but I wasn't able to use the Pink Dragon's BSA to gender. Both of mine ended up gendering male.

Crossing the Divide 28

Each of my footsteps fell with a reserved anger. Those watching would think I was calm but strong. I walked past Littlefinger's men, Sansa Stark, the Wilding, and Jorah. It took all of my control not to go to him. The brief moment I looked at his face I saw a great pain turn to anger as he saw what had been done to me. Bronn stood at the foot of the Iron Throne as I sat down and Jaime Lannister stood beside the treacherous human.

"Lord Petyr Baelish," I began. "I have heard many stories about you coming from the lips of my men. I did not expect your presence here and not with prisoners in tow."

My clothing was like it was the majority of the days after my coronation. A lot of skin showed and it was almost as if I was wearing no clothing at all. My t*** were the only things that were covered besides my legs. My t*** were allowed much room to breath, though, and so it seemed they were barely covered. The reason was selfish on my part as I needed reassurance that my torture hadn't left me undesirable.

"I regret that I couldn't inform you beforehand." Littlefinger replied, fake modesty soaking his voice. "I was already on my way here before Cersei met her end."

"Cersei is not dead." I told him. "She is being held until Daenerys Targaryen comes to King's Landing. The former queen will be an offering. A gift. Your lack of knowledge on that matter is overshadowed by the fact that you have my husband as one of your prisoners."

I was rewarded with a small shiver, barely noticeable, from the man. While he was controlling himself, I saw Sansa squint her eyes at me. However Daenerys, Jorah, Tyrion, and the others had described me would not match how I currently looked. My husband and I were connected on a level beyond words so of course he would always recognize me. It was possible that Littlefinger had kept the change of command from his captives. That would explain why I hadn't been recognized by the others.

"The Targaryen has spoken highly of your mercy." Littlefinger said, losing any sign of his nervousness. "I don't think such a wise ruler like you would kill me over simple anger."

"You are right that I am more merciful than others." I told him. "I met Daenerys when I saved her life and helped her retake Meereen because I felt it was the right thing to do. I have an instinct to know a person's soul that goes beyond logic and reason. Release my husband and we can continue talking about my mercy."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE