GingersaurusRex

Mathias stared at the tiny creature in disbelief.  Could something so small, so human-like, even though it was nothing like a human at all, even exist? I mean /look/ at it. Think about it yourself. If /you/ had seen something like this in /your/ garden, would /you/ believe it at first? Mathias blinked a few times, and then rubbed his eyes with the knuckles of his left hand, going back to staring at the little being. The fairy stared back at him in what seemed to be just as equal shock, though it didn’t show on his face at all, minus the raised eyebrows of his. For some reason, this seemed familiar to Mathias. The blank face with the du

It was any other normal day for Mathias Kohler. Earlier that morning he had gotten up, stretching as he deserted his bed in favor of filling his empty stomach. The sun was shining in through the window, casting a bright yellow glow over everything in the bedroom. He yawned, reaching to open his door and exited the room. He walked down the long hallway, admiring all of the paintings he and his younger brother had accumulated over the years from both of them painting, or from receiving them as gifts or buying them. He stopped as his eyes landed on one in particular. Mathias bowed a little towards it to get a better look. On the painting lay ma

He falls He was tired. He had been traveling since the day before in the afternoon. But he was excited. He was ready. He wanted the land he believed rightfully belonged to him. He fights He throws his spear with precision. He needs to defeat the Greek army. He has to take Athens. If he does, he is almighty. No one could stop him. He walks No, it can't be. Something is going wrong at home? How could it? It was fine just yesterday. He knows, he had been there. He jogs The messenger said otherwise. He rushed to the boy, panting. He looked worried. He looked terrified. He knew something was wrong the moment he saw the man.