Literal Blarg by Charles Colp

Writings and other stuff from the heart, soul, and sometimes brain.

Accountable Sprite

Accountable Sprite - Exhausted, Angry, and lost, Sprite needs to get home and she has to make changes to how she deals with the Demons.

Charles Colp

Accountable Sprite

I was angry. Angry at Amon for proving he was just as bad as those coming for me. Angry at Juan for not explicitly telling me what kind of demon I was helping when I was fighting Belial. Angry at myself for not being able to save the little girl whose face would be etched in my brain until I was dead. Angry in general because I was in the middle of a freaking desert all alone.…

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Sprite Flambe - Sprite Faces down ten Scions, but not just any Scions, Fire Scions. Can she possibly fight something she’s never seen?

A fireball flew over my left shoulder just missing my hair. This was complete chaos, I had never dealt with numbers like these in such a confined space before.

Sprite Flambe - Sprite Faces down ten Scions, but not just any Scions, Fire Scions. Can she possibly fight something she’s never seen?

A fireball flew over my left shoulder just missing my hair. This was complete chaos, I had never dealt with numbers like these in such a confined space before.

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Sprite’s Lights

Sprite’s Lights - Sprite goes to the last place she wants to be, but Amon may be the only other person that can help her.

Charles Colp

Sprite’s Lights

I wanted to tell Serriana where I was going, at the same time I knew that saying anything out loud was hazardous at best. This police state living was going to get old real quick. I needed to find a way like the Golden door to block him out of my house. I knew a trip to Amon’s lair by myself was dicey during the best of circumstances. Showing up unannounced was likely to cause a…

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Sprite Planes

Sprite Planes - Sprite takes Juan to the only place she can think of to get him help. Just how much they are willing to help is debatable.

Charles Colp

Sprite Planes

For such a big man, Juan was light. I don’t mean ninety-eight pound weakling light, I mean small child light. As small as I was, he presented no problem for me to hold as I teleported us to the next destination. There were tiny tea trees everywhere, the air was thinner too. I was hoping I got the right spot. The last time I had been here Juan had brought me. Now it seemed I had…

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