MagiStream

For mere mortals, touching the stars may be impossible. However, there was one magic who had deemed it possible. Her name? Nyghtshadow. She had a legion of dragons who could, in fact, fly - except for the skunk, the fish, and the hydra, of course. These dragons allowed her to do things impossible, like touch the stars. However, all who attempted burned up and died. No worries, though, as Nyghtshadow was indeed smart enough to know not to stare at a sun, or go too near it. What a smart magi. However, there was nothing physically restricting Nyghtshadow from invading neighboring/rival kingdoms, so she did. I did mention we were in the medieval era, right? Ah well. As a result of having control of all the land, Nyghtwalker became the happiest magic alive - even if she was a tyrant, it was an accomplishment to feel happy about.
The end~

ForgeBlade's social life
completely nonexistent
That's why she is here

Ever wonder if kittens shadows could play and if they too wanted their ears scratched? Do they ever get lonely? Well, Kaida's shadow broke away once to find out! The shadow got frustrated and returned home after a few days of realizing that it missed Kaida. It missed watching their highs, their lows, and forever being able to follow them.

The End.

The Keep is home to many spectacles, but few greater than a weekly meeting of three young creatures.
Every weekend after classes, a certain Kitsune pup dashes outside of the Keep out onto the grounds, yipping and looking around frantically. As its magi catches up to it, the Arkenian Kitsune runs ahead, jumping with excitement.

This phenomenon continues for several minutes as clouds begin to gather. Soon, two little shapes descend from the sky - two Vevex rays, both circling around the Kitsune and the Magi. The creatures quickly descend into a high-spirited game of chase, the pup trying to jump onto the rays' backs.

This continues for an hour or two until the sky clears again, when the two rays fly closely to their friends, smacking them with their flapping wings before ascending to follow the fleeing clouds.

Whimpering yet still lightfooted, the Kitsune and its master trot back into the Keep, and the pup begins anew the wait for the weekend.

His usernames, he's made them plain, he's made them plain to see,
His avatar he couldn't forget, to us he writes "made by me."
I'm lost when it comes to his potooto, I fail to understand,
Maybe it's a cat, a bird, a cow, but I'm sure it's actually quite grand.

Just messing around.

Luke Skywalker from Star Wars wants to see someone again
As he calls the person a kid, it's probably not Anakin.

Below is a centered image, one that I cannot see.
(Thanks a lot school computers, you do so much for me )

Your latest work! No, not again! It's invisible to me!
But at least there is a link to click where more's in store to see.

Blurring the lines,
Of unfettered times,
When frozen in place,
No laugh lines to face,
When issued a challenge
To keep from showing a twinge.

(Short story)
Six hydras that affect the earth. Three of wind, water, and nature. Three of fire, lightning, and ferocity. And Two which do not have a side but look over the other four. All are brothers and sisters but divided. When they were hatched and as they grew, their personalities often warred with each other. The lighten colored two often were peaceful and found joy in nature and talking. The other, more fiery pair reveled in natures fires and rare displays of black lightning which, the metallic one, eventually learned to conjure. The middle two were often the peacemakers between the other siblings. When one of the light ones was peacefully enjoying the day, a blue would be busy dissuading the metallic from its usual casting practice. This continued over time and through their life. Peaceful Ones, Spontaneous and Balance Keepers.

(No signature. Haven't figured out how to make one yet. Sorry...)

Nothing there
Blank slate
Endless possibility
To create
New to this place,
You're not yet tainted
An empty canvas
Yet to be painted