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Fool's Gossamer
by Potato Fox
ON HOLDA sixteen-year-old, a race of angry Norse gods, and a volley of monsters all racing to reconstruct Excalibur: does it even matter who the victor is when the result is invariably Ragnarok?*These are the things that he thinks he knows: - His name is Owen Grace - He's 16 years old - He's an average British teenager, neither overtly failing nor succeeding in lifeThese are the things he doesn't know:- None of this is trueIt all happened in the blink of an eye. Owen heard 'him' when no one else…
Gossamer Thread
by AbNormal_Human
Memories, feelings, thoughts... they leave behind bits, pieces, almost soul like. A type of magic in itself, accidental, yet heavily looked down upon. A faux creature, offspring from a mind; a living toy. Skin of fabric, buttoned eyes, mouth stitched silent. A world that gives access to great change, grotesque monsters, masked hate.Gossamer threads that go deeper then physical.A doll plays the world itself.
Elegy of the Wandering Souls (BL)
by 0Silent_Night0
The world, a tapestry woven with the golden threads of dawn and the silver strands of twilight, cradled the silent tales of two enigmatic wanderers. In the verdant expanse where the veil between the ephemeral and the eternal fluttered like a gossamer curtain in the wind, their fates lingered on the edge of convergence—a dance of destiny not yet begun.