Therony

The Unseen Bard

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Word: Remembrance Flight by Therony, literature

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Word: Remembrance Flight

He had to hurry. The summer winds pushed his large wings as if invisible hands guided him. Noreth's icy blue eyes scanned through the clouds and toward the fading suns. The Elder Drake wanted to return before his the creator left the den. However, his pointed ears extended both outward and down. He swung his head back just enough to see a huge figure tearing through the clouds. A predator himself, Noreth knew the look on this dragon's snout. Quickly, the drake focused on that horizon. Using the very violent changes in the sky to keep tabs on the one chasing him. The crimson dragon tailing his graceful flight snarled, the creature, one of

Linked Pt 3. by Therony, literature

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Linked Pt 3.

It wasn't the first time when torchlight illuminated his being. But Therony was chained up against the wall all too soon. The guardian lightly tested out his shackles; those eyes kept the internally grinding wheels hidden. He figured he could break them but not knowing the magic he sensed upon them... for now he would have to play their game. They will demand the reasoning why he broke into here. The destiny of Bard and Warrior still ultimately hidden to this world, He couldn't say he was protecting the warrior-to-be and more importantly his best friend. Well this is a fine how do you do... Uttered the hatchborn white when he saw the double d

Linked Pt. 1 by Therony, literature

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Linked Pt. 1

"Oi, oi... do you think ya can call off your attack dog Tesha?" The brown dragoness chuckled, "Don't you mean shark?" She prodded the black creature that stood onto its fin, trying its best to chew upon the dragon that is latched onto the ceiling. Pocketshark, otherwise known as Fishsticks, chomped and chomped but that dragon avoided each slam of those powerful jaws. "Whatever! Just tell him to stop!" "Ok, okay..." Acortesha chuckled in her half form. Tesh collected the big fish, placing him back into his pouch. Then held out her arms like a parent would. "Yay!" The childish voice however, came from someone older; Therony released his har

TPen: A Not so Heroic Vistor by Therony, literature

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TPen: A Not so Heroic Vistor

"There is that look again." "Agreed. That doesn't bode well for us." Both sisters and goddesses, Daini and Iniad saw the partially glazed look in the dragon eyes. Their third job, muses, knew too well the person they were to inspire. The white chuckled on his couch. The summertime days on Cyrasis were fun and all as there were a few festivals he dropped in on, as well as the lazy days of just doing less than zero. As well the visits his friend and warrior… that he almost forgot about the troubles on his hatching home. Almost. Eventually they will call him and his chosen few back to the field of battle and try to stop the insanity the

The Festival 2 by Therony, literature

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The Festival 2

Ever the gentle smile greeted him. "You look like you are just fine." She took care in helping him to his feet. The human continued to blink in confusion as she stood back to her full height. Ani's expression turned curious the more the knight watched him. "Is something wrong?" He took a step back, just enough as the crowd started to disperse, tasks still needed to be done. "Wow…" The brown haired human craned his head up and saw the scarlet keeper in a different light. Lady Heral did not wear her usual robes. The dragis wore a revealing rainbow garb; the sleeve and shoulderless dress reveal her naturally formidable arms. While a cou

Origin of a Pocketdweller 2 by Therony, literature

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Origin of a Pocketdweller 2

The shop's bell rung again as the male entered. "Hey??" Therony's silver eye widened a bit. "Yes? Is something wrong with my appearance?" Therony grimaced then shook his head, not wanting to offend the old man. "Nothing. But you are alright?" The shopkeeper, the bard would swear looked like someone out of his movies. He sported a very unique shaped gray mustache with a beard and outside of the ball cap on his head wore clothes that came straight out of a kung-fu flick. The shop keep grabbed a nearby broom and went about picking up the destroyed bat particular. "Of course young dragon. It's nothing new." "Oh that's good...wait what!? Wha

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Idea Intro by Therony, literature

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Idea Intro

In the dim abandoned lab, the wire heavy reinforced table stood as the sole, major source of light. Amazing that the building even survived being almost in the middle of the warzone to begin with, let alone still hold enough power to maintain this sole room after all this time... Stagnant air greeted the hazmat team as they entered, the crew expected some of the biological fallout to remain akin to the outside but all their devices said the same conclusion, none at all. "Doctor. What do we expect to find here?" One in a suit marked R-66Y asked as the flashlights on their suits powered on. "Our past sadly..." The one dubbed "doctor" answere

Clash by Therony, literature

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Clash

The legion came in with the drums of thunder, under the blanket of clouds and over the barren lands. Numerous footfalls that came sounded lifeless and yet awake. Now and again the sounds of war horns erupted in a crescendo building the mighty army in a terrifying fervor. They came to a sequential rest. But their bellowing did not stop. Their stomps threatening to crack the dirt ground even more. Their steps came in much more hushed tones. Only three moved to counter this terrible force, just as unified, just as the countless yards away from them; comrades in this seemingly suicide mission. There were no drums, no heralding, just a steely de

Prisoner by Therony, literature

Black Angel by Therony, literature

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Black Angel

Low and to the ground... the very silence of the area sent many spines to question and wonder. Not hers. Focused, calculating on the mission. They were out there, invisible hands caressing her ebony wings. Tickling the strands of hair on her neck, She almost could feel them out. If not for the Crying Stone circle, she would know the exact spots of the enemy. Half her blood, half of her being. Divini. The mercenary ushered with a small wave of her tanned hand to come to her location. It wasn't a matter of trust. In this years long war, conviction for many remained fickle as the words of a liar. Convenient only for the time at and of need.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Nov 22
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Deviant for 19 years
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Well besides being a wannabe writer. I'm a very friendly individual with a very wide loon streak and only desire that everyone else is happy. ^_^

Favourite style of art: Anthro or fantasy

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Don't have one.

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Xanth Series & the Dragon Prince Series

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Piers Anthony

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FF VI, Super Smash Bros.

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SNES

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My heart and my imagination.

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Video Games, Dragons, Fantasy & Myths

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Therony

Apr 7, 2024

Did this thing eat my last deviation? O___o

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Therony

Apr 2, 2024

UGHHHH Could you not.

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Been on this site for almost 20 years. Crazy to think about. I've seen people come and go. And like most trafficked websites controversies as well. And now the latest problems seem to have really hit hard. Of course I speak of AI. I don't see it because of the option they do have. But to broadcast how much someone made using it doesn't sound like the best idea when the majority of your users don't use it. It feels like a genuine slap to their faces. Some people I watch left soon after, some that been here nearly as long as me. DA when I was first around felt more "lively" I guess is the word and seem to celebrate art & writing. Now it feels a bit soulless. *shrug* The second problem is the one really hitting me. BOTS. And I know its bots because if I check them out they have either 0 deviations and follow a lot of people. Or an account that once had deviations but hid them away. (Gonna guess accounts that were hacked or something.) Another reason they fav the last thing I did