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Time Will Tell - Chapter 2"More wine, please," demanded King Wallace the Third. A busty servant woman padded over to the gold covered king and proceeded to fill his goblet with crimson liquid. He thanked her and drank it all in one mighty gulp. The air was thick and humid this day, so the king clapped his hands twice. Two bulky men in loin clothes immediately appeared at either side of him and began to cool him off with the waving of giant palm leaves. This was the life. He didn't have a care in the world and felt completely relaxed. So relaxed, that his very thoughts were blurred. Surely it was the haze of ecstasy.
"Wally." The busty woman had returned. She was leaning over, hands on her knees, as if to exemplify the gorgeous view between her arms. "Wally."
"That's King Wally, babe." His grin widened as he leaned towards her.
"Wally." his name came once again from her plump, parted lips. The King couldn't help but forgive her foolish nature. His face was only a few inches from hers
Time Will Tell - Chapter 1Chapter 1
It was the single brightest thing in the entire universe. Like a billion stars, it shone with a fury unrivaled by anything existence had to offer. If one were to look at it for even a moment, the poor soul would surely go blind the very instant. Perhaps it was from another dimension or from a time before the cosmos even existed. Whatever the origin, it was too much for one man to comprehend. In an effort to shield his eyes, the red-clad hero held his arm over his face and squinted.
"Jeez, Luthor. I'm super flattered, but you didn't need to wax your head before the fight! A simple tie would have been fine!"
A growl emanated from the shining bald man and he fired a shot at the hero in question. The Flash lived up to his title as he dodged the harm in an instant.
"Ha! You missed me, Sunshine!" he stuck out his tongue.
"Shut it, you buffoon!" Luthor took another shot, which the Flash easily avoided, as a gruff voice came from his right.
"This isn't the time for jokes, Flash. You
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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