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CONCOURS plus de prix, plus de participations!.
Dame Odessa est officiellement née le 16 janvier 2007 dans la soirée. Au début, elle n'était rien d'autre qu'un simple avatar pour un forum. Maintenant, elle est devenue le cœur d'un réel projet.
Presque 6 ans sur dA. 6 années durant lesquelles j'ai réalisé à quel point mon univers et mes personnages étaient devenus importants. 6 années passées à les développer, les créer, les faire vivre.
Grâce à vous tous
Tous vos mots, commentaires et critiques m'ont réellement aidée durant ce processus and jamais je n'aurais pu aller si loin sans vous...
Maintenant, pour célébrer ces années de création et de partage, j'ai décidé d'ouvrir un petit concours, mon premier concours d'ailleurs, depuis que j'ai rejoint DA
The moon kissed son, Aaron's tale part 1/3The house was dark. There wasn't any smoke coming up from the chimney.(one story in 3 parts)
Aaron stopped on the small path, barely discernable from a rabbit's way, his nostrils flaring to catch the evening breeze.
Nothing stirred around the small stone and wood cottage, no unfamiliar scent to tickle his nostrils and yet something was definitely off. With a shrug the small, plump deer that had been slung across his shoulders fell on the forest floor as he stepped closer, straining his senses as he came nearer to the house.
The door of the house was still open, the bucket of dirty water waiting to be emptied near the birch broom. Inside the house he had to shoo off the rooster who had been bold enough to enter and had been pecking at the wrinkled apples on the table. His calls remained unanswered until he heard it, faint, so faint, coming from outside the house.
He found her in the barn. She had managed to drag her off to a pile of clean straw but had been unable to rise or shift on her own. Her green eyes
Teeth and Claws part one
"Please sign here. And here. And finally, here. Thank you."
The portly lawyer casted a not so discreet glance at the young woman in front of him who returned it icily, fingers thrumming on the desk.
"Are we done now?"
"Well, yes, yes we are, all the papers are in order, congratulations, Miss Parduncia, you're now the owner of seventeen thousand acres of land near the mountains."
"Perfect. Thank you, mister Gint. Can you have the papers be sent to my offices?"
"Of course. Humm, may I ask you a question?"
Her only answer was a slight rising of eyebrows and an impatient little move of hands as she was already shrugging back in an old camo vest. The woman had just drawn in front of him the biggest draft check he had ever seen in his whole carrier and yet she looked barely better than a vagrant, barefoot and in old jeans, a weathered leather backpack thrown over one shoulder.
"Why did you buy this land? There is nothing here, no gold, no charcoal... Unless you have found something?" He lean