lanton's year
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
29
Views:
3,029
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
where elves fear to roam
Hi all it's me again. It's getting very disappointing that no one thinks my story is even worth reviewing anymore, but I'm not a quitter and I've vowed to see it through to the end. So here's the next chapter.
Chapter 9
Lanton had never been so surprised in his life. An elf had promised to protect him, and, not only that, but kissed him without attempting to take it any further. Even two hours later, he was still in a state of shock.
".....Lanton!"
Lanton jumped at the sound of his name, recalling him back to the present and to the older elf, "I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't listening can you repeat what you said, please?"
Mevran sighed, the half-breed was impossible at times. They were being hunted and the fool was busy day dreaming or some such nonsense, not that Mevran wouldn't like to day dream about Lanton's body pressed up against his naked.. But he knew better to do it while in danger of being found and killed.
"I said that we have to get moving now before they get the Minotaurs on our trail," the elf repeated testily. Lanton nodded to the others relief, and they got up and started walking toward the country of men, Lost Home.
They traveled for two days before slipping over the border and into the human's country. They both knew they were no safer in this country as the one they just left. The humans of this land were violent and had a tendency to kill anything that wasn't human and a few that were.
Their only hope was to avoid the humans and make it to the land on the other side of the country, where the fabled country of Canvala is said to lie. If the stories were to believed Canvala was still a free country where half-breeds, humans, and elves lived together as equals, the only problem was, no one had returned from that land or crossed the border in two centuries.
Lanton was skeptical of Mevran's plan, but as he didn't have one of his own he followed the elf. They made it one day during their trek through the country before they ran into trouble.
As trouble went it wasn't that bad. A young, five year old girl stumbled into their camp for the night. The two were asleep relatively close, though Mevran had yet to get into Lanton's pants. The young girl decided that for the night she'd be safer with these strange looking men then on her own with the men, that killed her family for their land, might still be looking for her. She swiftly fell asleep.
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sorry for the short chapter guys, I am trying, but I have other things to do tonight I promise I'll try to make tomorrow's longer R&R.
Chapter 9
Lanton had never been so surprised in his life. An elf had promised to protect him, and, not only that, but kissed him without attempting to take it any further. Even two hours later, he was still in a state of shock.
".....Lanton!"
Lanton jumped at the sound of his name, recalling him back to the present and to the older elf, "I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't listening can you repeat what you said, please?"
Mevran sighed, the half-breed was impossible at times. They were being hunted and the fool was busy day dreaming or some such nonsense, not that Mevran wouldn't like to day dream about Lanton's body pressed up against his naked.. But he knew better to do it while in danger of being found and killed.
"I said that we have to get moving now before they get the Minotaurs on our trail," the elf repeated testily. Lanton nodded to the others relief, and they got up and started walking toward the country of men, Lost Home.
They traveled for two days before slipping over the border and into the human's country. They both knew they were no safer in this country as the one they just left. The humans of this land were violent and had a tendency to kill anything that wasn't human and a few that were.
Their only hope was to avoid the humans and make it to the land on the other side of the country, where the fabled country of Canvala is said to lie. If the stories were to believed Canvala was still a free country where half-breeds, humans, and elves lived together as equals, the only problem was, no one had returned from that land or crossed the border in two centuries.
Lanton was skeptical of Mevran's plan, but as he didn't have one of his own he followed the elf. They made it one day during their trek through the country before they ran into trouble.
As trouble went it wasn't that bad. A young, five year old girl stumbled into their camp for the night. The two were asleep relatively close, though Mevran had yet to get into Lanton's pants. The young girl decided that for the night she'd be safer with these strange looking men then on her own with the men, that killed her family for their land, might still be looking for her. She swiftly fell asleep.
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sorry for the short chapter guys, I am trying, but I have other things to do tonight I promise I'll try to make tomorrow's longer R&R.