Well, this will be a meta post. Not the loli brand, you weirdos. XD

For now we have the three siblings, Gale, Storm as well as their sister, Tempestt.

The image I have for Gale is basically a pushover. He gives in to Storm most of the time, dotes on his younger sister all the time and never seems to socialize with anyone else. However, Gale has seen quite a few things, which I guess will be revealed in some chapters or so in. Hint, Gale and Storm aren't really related by blood, but they both are related to Tempestt. Too much info?

Storm's going through that irritating phrase all teens go through, that emo/ wangst phrase of their tortured miserable lives. >__> He enjoys bullying Gale, even though he knows that he shouldn't, but in his mind, he has a lot of reasons why Gale fails. Storm is quick to anger, and quick to fight as well.

Tempestt.. well... She's normal enough. I can't really think of what to do with her. Tempestt's a nice girl, a bit naive like Gale I suppose, but she has a lot of good in with her.

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"But what use has the kingdom for a fool, listening only to his petty wants and not the nation's needs?!" Gale brought his sword back up, ignoring the sharp talons pointing directly at him. The air in the room grew still, the sound of breathing becoming even louder.

Storm took a step closer, the tip of his topmost wing scratching Gale's uniform. "Oh.. my petty wants? Is that what you call it, brother?" With another spark, the sword fought against the talons, knocking them away, careful not to tear the wing skin. "I could take flight right now, I could soar up into the air and make short work of you, brother, what use can that pointed unnatural stick do against my own wings? Can it bring you up into the air and back down again, can it take you places, to the very top of a tree, perhaps, or halfway up a mountain? Have you ever breathed the still crisp air of the mountain?" Storm laughed again, with a quick movement, tearing his brother's uniform down to the waist. "Useless king you would have made."


Gah! Gtg for dinner now. Will update later!
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Timeline, near the middle? Just think of it as practice if you may. Any comments are greatly appreciated.

Gale stood up, drawing his sword, immediately pointing it at his brother. "What you are saying is treason. Pure unadulterated treason." He snarled, for once his still composure beginning to crack. "And you've poisoned Tempest's mind against me as well? Tempest, our sister?!" He shot a glance at her, sitting down with her wings attempting to cover as much of her as possible.

The blonde smirked. "We share a sister, yes that is true, but we do not share the same parents. I call you brother only in paper, Cripple." The last word was hurled out from his mouth as like an arrow. He saw Gale flinch slightly at the old insult, his broken wing twitching miserably. "Unlike you, crippled brat of a stupid king, my wings are unbroken, perfect in every way." He unfolded them out in a flash, twisting slightly and sighing in mockery. "You could never rule the kingdom in your pathetic state. Who would listen to such a useless king? Able only to poke sticks at the enemy, while I, can do much much more." Storm swept out a wing, knocking back Gale's sword. His talons hissed as they scraped across the metal, a spark born of friction jumping from their contact.

Tempest gasped, starting to stand, but a hand at her shoulder stayed her. She looked up to find Joshua there, his breathing laboured. "They need to settle this once and for all." He said, looking back up to the scene unfolding itself before their eyes.



~till next,
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GST Drawings.

Prince Gale.


Prince Storm.


These are all I got for you my non-existent readers right now! :)

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I don't know where this comes in the timeline. Its not a very good excerpt and I apologise for the quality. I just need to put something here right?

Gale was shouting at Storm again. Tempest just watched as Storm eventually got irritated at his older brother and walked away, not before shoving him hard with his wing, scratching him across the arm with the talons. "Bastard." He muttered, loud enough for Gale to just hear it.

Storm walked past her, not noticing where she stood, she; with her wings just barely developing at puberty, still could not understand the derision the common folk had for those whose wings were crippled or broken in any way. Gale just stood there, his fists clenching and unclenching as he tried to conquer his emotions. His right wing; the unbroken one, was unfolding and folding again, the left wing, the same as always, rigidly still and unmoving at his side. She was twelve, still a child with the tiny nubs that were to be her wings poking at her shirt. Storm was fourteen, too full of himself after he had spent a year in his uncle's company. Gale had just turned eighteen and was not at all used to this new Storm who had just came back into his life.

"Tempest?" She heard his voice coming closer and just tried to press back into the wall, hoping that he wouldn't come closer. Gale was always difficult to deal with after he fought with Storm. She had caught him crying once, her oldest brother, crying like a kid after his last entanglement with Storm. "Tempest? I know it’s you there. Come on out."


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Well, first of all, this will be a place to store my original fiction.

Expect GST to come up as soon as possible.

♥ to all.

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