Early in the morning the day before her coronation, Liliana awoke and made her way from her bedchambers to a grand, but often empty palace rose garden. The garden, located in the heart of the palace, was off-limits to most, and a short walk from her bed chamber. It made a convenient and private toilet, and served as an excellent training ground for some of t...
Coronation Day Liliana gulped the final mouthful of water from the cup in her hand and swallowed. As soon as she did, an attendant appeared with a water jug and refilled it. She intended to drink as much as she could bear, for today was her coronation day. The Rites of Ascension stretched back nearly 1000 years, to the times of the first empress Helena. Alt...
Liliana spotted the procession of riders approaching the villa for some time before they finally arrived. They wore the green and yellow colors of the imperial guard, and carried the yellow, blue, and red banners of the T'urian Empire. Although she and Empress were cousins, they were not particularly close. She supposed the Empress might be visiting on busin...
Liliana, the Empress of T'ur stood thoughtfully in front of a sumptuous embroidered silk tapestry in the dining hall of Kuona Manor. For the last 400 years, this ancient keep served as the Oxley family's home and center of power. The tapestry, itself over 300 years old, commemorated the ascent of the Oxley clan and their rise to fortune and power. Liliana ad...
Liliana sighed with joy as she entered the steaming bath in her royal quarters. She had just returned from a visit to Lady Tavena's estate in the countryside, and the journey home had been utterly miserable. A heavy summer squall fell upon the travelling party several miles before they reached the capital city, leaving everyone sodden, shivering, and miserab...
Liliana walked the cobblestone streets of T'ur, surrounded by her retinue of guards and courtiers. Before her ascension to the throne, she spent most her time on her estate in the country, and was largely unknown in the streets of the capital. At court, she had been known as a distant cousin of the empress, but no one payed much attention to her. Now, her ev...
Ahhhhhhhh. Nothing like a mid day piss. Especially in the fancy ass lobby of your office/apartment building. Right there in my favorite chair. Piss flying on the fucking floor. I own the building, so no pain in the ass bitching about it. I love pissing in front of people. All over people too. I get off on it. They do too. Most of em do. The others... fuck em...
Hello, there. My name is Slarios. And I am a God. Capital G, capital O and definitely capital D. Got it? Cool. I am one of the Heraclides, the mightiest group of deities this side of the cosmos. Currently, I am standing in deep space, watching over the Event Horizon near a mighty star system. All around me, darkness and light are battling it out. A solar sys...
XXIIThe Good of the CountryLindiwe2067 There were some days that Lindiwe dreaded more than others. Most days were bad enough. She almost wished she'd never got used to the relative sanctuary of life at the Reigate Refugee Centre now she'd had to leave it behind. The crackdown on illegal immigration subsequent on the General Election resulted in Lindiwe and...
Chapter four: This is a chain story written by Jezzaz, Todd172, Stev2244, Harddaysknight, Girlinthemoon, Qhml1, Oshaw and blackrandl1958. One different author wrote each chapter in this story, building on the work of the preceding author. We are submitting one chapter each day until the story is finished. We would like for you, the readers, to see if you ca...