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Her Secret
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Noire
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Noire Sketch
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R3dFiVe's essay
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Redeemer
My Valentine's Day gift for my fiancee, Redeemer :3
Journey's End - Chapter 6
“Hey Malon, did you know that the barmaids here are twins?!” Talon bellows with a grin as he swaggers in your direction, two very buxom ladies in tow. Malon turns to you and rubs her face, lost for words.“Apologies in advance,” she groans.“My boy!” Talon barks, almost giving you a scare, “You made it! How was your journey? Did you get a good meal and bath when you arrived? Ah nevermind. Malon! Did he have a good meal and a bath?”T...
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Yukata Sketch
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Journey's End - Chapter 5
By the time Malon had repaired and modified your shirt, braided her hair and powdered her nose (or so she said but you hadn’t seen any powder or powdering to speak of), the sun was up and shining. The morning proved to be pleasant, not cold but warm with a sharp breeze. A typical autumnal morning. You almost feel underdressed compared to Malon. You have the shirt that she made, which turned out much nicer once she had changed the stitching and ...
Journey's End - Chapter 4
The rest of your breakfast was hard to swallow as you overthink and overthink Malon’s request.“Come with me upstairs,” she had said, “I want to show you something.”You watch her as she enjoys her food across from you. She is chatting away to you about something regarding her father’s past and preposterous ideas for the ranch, her cutlery waving around as she got more and more invested in her storytelling. That was something you had no...
Journey's End - Chapter 3
You grunt as you heave yourself up from a squat, lifting a carrying pole with a bucket of milk sloshing around on each end. These were your fifth and sixth pails, almost full just like the previous four, yet somehow, they seemed to get heavier with each couple. How had Malon ever managed to work like that on her own? The pole presses into the back of your neck in a most uncomfortable manner as you steadily make for the coolhouse at the back of th...
Journey's End - Chapter 2
The cows snort softly as Malon changes the hay in their hanging net. One of them nudges its nose into her side and pushes its head under her arm.“No Martha,” Malon giggles, “Just because a handsome man is here that doesn’t mean I’ll be giving you more hay than usual. Behave yourself, lady.”You had already offered to help put the animals to bed, but Malon had sternly refused. She had a “system” and specific “ways” that only she...
Journey's End - Chapter 1
Lon Lon Ranch appears as it always had: humble, old and welcoming in a “here we live the simple life” way. The sign needs painting. In fact, it looks even more worn down since the last time you saw it. It probably hasn’t seen a fresh lick of paint since before you left the country.The air has a particular scent to it. There is a chill, yes, for indeed the harvest season was settling in. But there is also a sharp, heated smell on the wind. B...
Journey's End - Prologue
The fire crackles wearily before you, casting a warm glow on your belongings that sit next to you. Your sword; an old battered leather satchel with your ocarina, wallet, stationary, tools and food inside it; your very much worn and battled shield, adorned with scratches from all kinds of opponents. The red bird on it looks rather tired; her feathers are scratched and greying and she has lost her glossy lustre. You hear a low, lazy snort behind yo...
