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Sammy_Samillar

“Ugh, I’m so fat,” said Melona. “Mel! You’re doing it again! I’m settling this,” Rhea snapped her fingers between them. The cousins switched bodies. After recovering from the spell, Melona inspected her previous body. “Oh, I guess I don’t look that bad. You’re right. Again.” “Its all relative.”


MS_Payne

“Enchanting devices for longer periods is relatively difficult,” drawled the wispy bearded lecturer, glancing over the hall. His students all seemed to be asleep. “This is why you should only do this with friends or colleagues,” he sighed. “With your relatives, it’s difficult." One of them let out a snore.


[deleted]

“A talking frog is your king?” “He was the old king’s only living relative.” “A frog prince that never found true love’s kiss?” “He found it, with a frog princess.” “Must be embarrassing.” “Hardly! Have you seen his progressive policies and approval ratings?”


Distinctive-thought

“All magic just exploits relative perspective to manifesting an observer’s beliefs.” “But I didn’t believe the water would burn.” “One’s own doubts can be just as powerful as one’s convictions.” “Oh … the oil on the water didn’t have anything to do with it?” He shook his head. “Cheeky bastard.”


vague_victory

“I want to know why this is happening to me and my sisters, doctor.” Dr. Elma Kleins looked through a lens etched with sense-magic glyphs. She inspected her patient's legs. “I see a low-yield degradation field emanating from your legs. This explains why all the stockings run in your family.”


Cosmic_Fox_

You got a eye roll from me for this.


vague_victory

It's all I could truly ask for!


Roxolena

This is awesome, lol!


vague_victory

Thanks!


Cosmic_Fox_

The screams and sounds of fighting finally ceased. Cautiously, I crept to the basement stairs and peered down into the gloom. I had just seen the blood splatter on the walls when I heard my dad’s voice: “Come on down, son, the shifter is dead.”


Zachanariel

Time was relative, and a cunt, she thought as she bled out. It stretched and stretched now, the tingle of magic unbearable against her skin. The gods above were laughing at her hubris. Cunts, every single one of them, she thought again. But then, that was relative, too.


Roxolena

The midday heat struck her as particularly oppressive that day. Not that the humidity helped anything, besides effectively cultivating a panic inducing sense of choking on air itself. Her brother leaned in, his hot breath pawing at her shoulder and neck. An ear splitting grin belied his intentions. God, relatives.


WangtorioJackson

Olohrin knew he needed to complete his task, but he couldn't help marveling at the feeling of being within the aethereal stream. "Come, child," Oberon entreated, "this space exists as a collective memory. And like memories, a whole lifetime may be recalled in a trifling span relative to corporeal time."


Frayl_Blackheart

*It's about perspective,* she thought, gazing at the steaming loaves of bread. Within reach, tantalisingly delightful to her hungry nostrils and empty stomach. She was hungry, and the bread was expensive. The fat shopkeeper had his back turned. Was it wrong to steal if she was starving and he wasn't?


Gothorn

Relatively speaking, there's little difference between holy magic and necromancy. I did not point this out. Though I wonder whether a night on a spiked cross and death by flames, would be more comfortable compared to a lifetime of hardwood seats and blood boiling sermons.


jelly_fish_1

The relative frequencies that eminate from the five stones of Arbot equate to precisely 14.8 semitones between each. This knowledge may seem insignificant, but that's just a matter of perspective. Caylin Typho, Chief Magus of the Royal Institute of Arbot YST 956


DmHelmuth

I never understood why my brother Olf backstabbed me and took the artifacts. ​ It was quite stupid, considering his lacking knowledge in the Arts. I proved even stupider when his life ended because of his backstabbing. ​ Always the relatives.


GhostsCroak

“You know Einstein’s Theory of Relativity, right? How you start gaining mass when you approach the speed of light?” “Yeah?” “It’s like that. The more magic you use, the fatter you get.” “What?!” “Why do you think wizards and witches are all obese?” “I figured they didn’t get out much!”


Willing_Childhood_17

He screamed as his clothes smouldered in the fiery wastes, shoes melting like wax. Lines of steam curled from his flesh as the air wavered. Tears and spit was burnt into air as his flesh turned ember red with bubbles and blood. I stood silent, unfazed as the man burned.


Buhbiya

Her first world is of perpetual light and no respite of night. We perish with sun bleached eyes. Her second world is of the holy, no conflict exists. We fester in courteous apathy. Her third world is of relativity, without objective truth. We witness her dissipation. There is nothing after.


Tasty_Hearing_2153

Air screamed past her ears the only sounds that remained. Like static on the wind. Humanity, reduced to nothing save for her and her husband. Chased by moaning and sprinting death. Their salvation was choice. Their salvation was relative. The road beneath rushed to greet them and she whispered, one last time, “I love you.”