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Saturn

by robynwildchild on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Saturn my king has me knelt in front him naked. Hands tied together leather bound and sobbing in pain from the humiliation and strain he has me under. He has beaten me severely, causing welts and red marks across my canvas. He is only to runs his pale white fingers across its definition into the world and awe in his craftsmanship. He speaks to me slowly and...

Inferno 7002

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

3. THE COURT OF FILTH Greg felt like he'd been wandering around in the dark for hours. It had probably only been a few minutes. The corridor had turned out to be a single long passageway in some kind of labyrinth. Greg vaguely remembered some kind of trick about solving mazes that he'd learned from his little brother, but he couldn't seem to remember it...

Inferno 7013

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

14 THE UN-THING Centuries later, when bards discussed the destruction of the Court of Filth and the downfall of the Duke, they would wonder whether the outcome was truly inevitable, or whether Sir Alharazed could have averted it somehow: if, for example, he had not befriended Yraine in the Tower, or if he had done more to win her loyalty; perhaps if he had...

Inferno 7012

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The infinite sands of the Infernal Desert spread from horizon to horizon, undulating so slightly that only a trained eye could sense their formations. Above, six suns burned with deathly radiance, filling a yellowed sky with heat that could slough flesh from bone. Below, a thin trail snaked its way across the sands. Heavy dire camels, their tufts of heavy f...

Inferno 7011

by saturnaliat on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

12 THE YARD OF REGRET The place was called the Yard of Regret, though it was a long time before Greg learned that. It was a very boring place. It was centuries of boredom. Or at least it felt like centuries. In Hell there was little sense of the passage of time, although time did pass. It passed and passed. He even got tired of staring at Sofia's naked bo...

Inferno 7010

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

11 EMPIRES OF THE DEEP As they turned to go, the voice of the statue returned to Greg's mind. "I know that you desire no counsel," said the statue, "but I sense that you possess memories deeply buried, and there is one at least that you would do well to recall." In an instant Greg was transported into his mind. He stood in the ruins of an old castle, enc...

Inferno 7009

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

10 TOWER OF THE FORGOTTEN FLAME In a marble chamber, blue with moonlight, Alharazed and Kitra looked down upon the avenue of flowers. He wore a long black robe and high grey boots; she wore a diaphenous gown of moon-silver. "Will you remember me when the darkness falls?" asked Kitra. "Perhaps the curse will take my mind first," said Alharazed. "It's impos...

Amanda's Roommate Amber

by saturnred on Sep 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I was over Amanda’s place hanging out. We were just relaxing on the couch watching some TV. It was a warm fall day so she was wearing a pair of tight gym shorts and a T-shirt. She was about 5’4 with nice size breasts. She had curly hair that she always clipped behind her head. Her legs looked silky smooth. She had no shoes on showing her cute feet. She was n...

Inferno 7008

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

9 THE BLIGHTED GOD'S RECKONING "Greg?" said Sofia. The thing in front of her very -obviously- was not Greg, but its voice sure sounded like Greg. She had only a second to be confused, because Castopher was yelling some kind of incantation. The knights raised their spears and swords, and suddenly every tip and blade flashed with white lightning. "Prepare f...

Inferno 7007

by saturnaliat on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

8 THE BIG NOWHERE Greg was dreaming. In his dream he wore robes of a deep, deep purple. At his side was a ceremonial bronze sword sheathed in a black jewelled scabbard. On his forehead was a circlet of dark iron. His hair was light and ragged, and his eyes were the colour of jade. He really did not resemble himself at all. He was wandering through the ha...