Something different. It's the beggining of something that, again, I will never finish, but I like how it came out, though it, as always, surely has lost with my translation.
Another fragment on the Dryss and Daudan story. I'm sure I made it wrong with some verbs... but I really love that particular part (because it's cruel and I love to make Dryss suffering :P ). Perhaps someday I'll explain what happened the night before ^_~
That's one of my favorite fragments of a story I'm writing with a friend (and that happens to be one of _my_ parts), so I decided to put it in here. For the ones that know Dryss and Daudan from my art gallery, only tell them that is one of the most important parts in the plot. I promise I will translate more fragments, but it's very hard to find how to express myself in english correctly.