http://slow.writerscafe.org/KibaxChan The original writings of author KibaxChan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775240240 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Beg for Forgiveness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/2549699/ This is the story of the hole in Heaven’s skull. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/2156823/  “Enola,my dear child... do you think you can save them?” Enola tossed in hersleep, her breathing hitched as a cold sweat dampened her silky fur.Her eyes were screwed shut as though she could will the voice fromher mind. A voice that she could have heard once and it w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1835355/ The pain wasmaddening, unexpected, abrupt. He hadn't had a chance of preventingthis from happening and never expected Atki to attack him. His eyehad been torn from his skull, destroyed, and there was nothing hecould do. Paralysis had taken over his body, something powerful hadheld him in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1834674/ Atki took a momentto breathe, his willowy frame trembling. It took him a while beforehe could control his breathing and he opened his scarlet eyes. Helooked up at Enola, who stared down at him patiently. The cat exhaleda shaky breath, “Who is Calypso?” Enola looked likesh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1830776/  Enola led themthrough the thickets and groves of the deep surrounding forests. Shestopped every once in a while to eye Muhlsaan; she expected his old,human bones to give out on the trip. But such is the price of atrial. One that Enola herself was on, she bitterly reminded herself.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1827167/ Those icy eyesdarted around the forest, wary and wired as she crouched about herpath. Enola was silent as she crept through the undergrowth; hergentle pawsteps indistinguishable among the forest sounds. Her sandyears were turning as she took them in, her bow poised to strike inher hands... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1826436/ Muhlsaan had awokenhours earlier after a series of bizarre dreams. The dreams he hadwere of swirling mists and vague forms, his ponderance brought himlittle information. “Maybe dreams are sometimes just that... howincredibly vague and frustrating.” He said as he searched h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1825571/ The Felecetii turnedto face Ellie's hut, the fur along his spine and his tail stoodupright as he regarded the structure made of roots. It seemed sereneupon first glance, but he took a few wary steps toward it and rosehis voice, “Ellie? Ellie, are you there?” He didn't have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1824311/ The midnight air waswarm, the insects made the night come to life; the forest wasbuzzing. The wizard was dreaming. Far below the stars, a swirlingmass of stone and leaves, an ethereal forest was painted in his mind.Muhlsaan often dreamt of this place, though he had never visited thispart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1818211/ Thegirl stared at her reflection in the mirror, ignoring the screamingthat bled in through the walls. She always thought of her features asaverage, though sometimes she would get compliments. Sometimes. Herfingers glided along the flesh of her cheek as she took in herfreckles for what felt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1805763/ Thatnight, the air was bitter and cold, entangling itself in the earlymorning hours. It nipped at Luke's nose and chewed at his skin. Buthe couldn't feel it, his body was processing the meth he had snorteda few moments earlier. His nostril still burned. Luke was steppingthrough rubble, all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1805760/ "Didyou make sure Luke's drugged brain will remind himthat he's supposed to show up or will we have to make a specialappearance over at his pathetic apartment?" A silhouette of aman spoke from the darkest corner of the room, a light-hearted tonelacing his melodious deep voice. His voice wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1805755/ Uponwaking, Luke felt the effects of a hangover hit him immediately. Thethrobbing in his brain and the nausea in his stomach caused the Earthto tilt as he forced himself into a sitting position. It seemed asthough he woke up this way every day, it was nothing new to him. Theman groaned a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1805754/ There was a deal that would decide the fate of the world, sealed by God and Lucifer themselves. The deal told of God's chosen three Archangels in human form defeating Lucifer's six hand-picked humans. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1805752/ The young Felecetii sat by himself on the bank of a river. Itbabbled as it flowed by him, the sparkles decorating the surface ofthe rushing water. He turned a stone around in his hand, his unusualeyes studying it. After he decided that it was far too round to skipacross the river, he merely .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KibaxChan/1805682/ The Felecetii sat with his head bowed,his onyx hood looming a shadow over his face. The sunset burned hisfur through his robe, but still he sat for hours. Not one personstopped to ask him what he was doing there for so long. Nor if hewere waiting for somebody, something, anything. 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