wow i like it:P

I run swiftly through the forest, my heart thumping wildly. I twist my head around trying to see if I have outrun my pursuer, but he keeps coming, faster and faster, never seeming to lose energy. I would be amazed if I could even run another few steps! I hear my pursuer growling almost right behind, and his hot breath on my neck summons a bit more energy for me to keep running. Suddenly, I see a small cave. Salvation! I will barely be able to fit through the opening, but who ever is chasing me will not be able to. I sprint toward the opening, and once inside, I collapse from exhaustion.
"What are you doing in my cave?!?!?" I hear a not-very-cheerful voice angrily yell. I turn around, and come face to face with a hugely angry Faelora. "I was just able to find an un-inhabited cave, and now someone comes in to steal it! Not going to happen, buster!" "B-but--" I stutter. "No way, Jose!" The Faelora cuts me off. "I was running from something though, and it was trying to eat me!" I am barely able to get in a word edgewise, but when I say that, the Faelora backs off with a scared look on her face. "What have you done? What monster have you brought to my door?" I realize that I do not even know what I was running from. I pop my head out of the cave opening, and see a snakey Nyvene head outside the entrance. I jump away from the opening, and manage to get out "Th-there is a NYVENE outside!" I start freaking out, and the Faelora gets extremely angry at me. "You have somehow managed to find a rare Nyvene, one of the most dangerous sylesties ever, and make it so ticked off at you that it chases you, and just to top it off, you hide in MY cave!!!" I try to say sorry, but she has none of it. She pushes me out, saying, "And dont come back!"
I start running again, but I know it is futile. The Nyvene comes flying overhead, gently picks me up with one taloned foot, and flies off with me. I struggle, but the Nyvene just adjusts her grip to accommodate me more comfortably. Once I have calmed down, I realize that I am flying! It is an amazing feeling, and I am overwhelmed by the majesty of what the world looks like from above. "Um, hello?" I ask, not sounding very sure of myself. "What are you planning to do with me, Ms. Nyvene?" I hear a chuckle from above, and the Nyvene says, "My dear, I am taking you to my palace! Also, please just call me Diana. There is no need to sound so formal." I am stunned by her niceness, and relax, listening to her breathing. I wake up in a lavishly furnished hall, and see Diana on a throne above me. "Hello again, Diana!" I say cheerfully. I feel myself get knocked on the head from behind, and hear a low grumbling voice say, "You will speak to Her Majesty with respect, weakling!" I look around and see that I am surrounded by Nyvenes, and look up shocked. Diana says, "Take her to the kitchens, we need another servant." She smiles at me sickeningly. I realize now that this was all a trap, but it is too late now. I am miserably escorted to the kitchen, missing the simple life that I used to know.


I could write more on this story, before, between, and after, but three paragraphs is horribly restricting :( Thanks though!

Thank You so much!

Are sign-ups still open for round 6?

no but if you want to join in i'll let you since this contest is going to run till tomorrow:)

Thanks! I will, and it looks like fun.

Would you like to be added to the ping list? (you'll getting pinged each time a new game starts)

I loved it:P

Yes, please. :)

So, I tried to come up with a contradictingly incoherent story, but I'm not sure I did amazingly I've been wanting to try it for some time...also I changed the grammatical form of cheerful, hope that's okay, if not, I'll change it. Hope you like it! :)

My lords and ladies, I give you the comedic tragedy of Boron, a cheerfully morose Ny'vene. Now he lived by a stream that ran swiftly slow, and in the dark of midday he decided he would go on a quest. This quest, however, was an unusually ordinary one, full of danger and has none at all. He ran out his door to go to Dount Moom, but ran on back, for he'd forgotten his handkerchief. His door was locked, but his window was open, so he walked through that and ate a bit of several meals, and brought along a flowery pie, just for luck. He started for the window, and jumped through the floor, for he saw a great wild Faelora head say quite tamely, Excuse me, kind sir, I'm in need of a needle and water.
Boron's toes twitched and he said, quite calmly, I'm afraid, my dear lady, you've got me all wrong. I don't have needles, and water's all scarce. There's a needle in the doorway, and water by the stairs.
Boron walked past and the head said, Well, thank you, kind sir, I'll follow you for the rest of my days.
Well, you'd best get a body under you, then. He said, and invited the head in, and they sat down for a breakfast-y supper. Boron's quest was forgotten, his hankie was scrunched, and he'd found a friend forever. Or, at most, until she sat on his pie, got upset, and bolted slowly away, never to be seen again.