Arguing, arguing, arguing...does it really get you anywhere in life?
I don't know. It is a strange story (specially for me). I hope you like it. I'm not sure if I do.
Another memory of Nienna's. Again not so happy. It was also around this time that I started putting too much elvish history into my story. I got carried away and wrote another stories about it which is why I never finished this book. I get so easily distract....ooo what's that??? *runs off*
Kailen, the Prince of the Karai Mishra (my race of Desert Elves), has a pretty bad day. Warning: Contains Shounen Ai ^_^
It is about one year ago I stumbled on a little site called Elfwood. It is also about one year ago my avatar (a spunky faery who represents me in drawings) and my muse (a micheivious imp who gives me ideas) started going out. They asked for a story on how they first met, so I gave it to them. Happy anniversary!
Sing a Song of Sixpence: On blessed, beautiful land at last, our heroes decide to divide and conquer. Who will find out that vital key of information leading to the pirates? Will it be Amber and Sam using their glamour and camoflague, or will they get 'lost' and end up in Robes&Robes? Will Eric's brooding solve the case? Will there be any pirate with gold teeth, a drunken swagger and bearing a close affinity to ykw from a very popular movie? Will Richard ever get laid? Find out more - but quite possibly not in this new installment of... The Game (Dum de dum dum. Dum dum!)
Everild and Robin have an argument about Edae, in all his drag wonderfulness.
Livian, an old sorceress blessed with the gift of Foresight, forebades a disturbing predicament. With her health long diminished and her wisdom ignored by the rising powers, she struggles to reach the Elder Telluthirs. 'Something terrible will emerge from such trickery...' (Note: It was upon my friend, Iimmy's, request to name a mage, Spekkio, because that's his username/internet nick. Enjoy =p )
I didn't initially upload this one because I thought it was bad. Then I reread it and started wondering what my problem with it was. The object of the exercise was to describe an emotion or emotions without using emotion words. This takes place behind the scenes of my novel.
Picnics are supposed to be fun events. But what if the ingredients for your potato salad rebelled?? The concept of this flash fiction came as a result of some church dissension several years ago. When believers don't get along, the stress can be overwhelming.
I just started writing one night and this is what I ended up with. I already had the races and a couple characters planned out (Henry is an old RP character of mine), but the rest I made up as I went. I have no idea when I'll get to writing the rest of the story, so far I have no plot. And I didn't finish writing this until 4 AM, so please tell me what you think of it.
'Friends in High Places.' As the chapter title suggests, the girls meet some new friends. Okay, folks. The title 'Lyda's Riders' just isn't cutting it. Any suggestions?
Sares is rather dense when it comes to elves. He just can't stop provoking them.
This is a quick excerpt from the Mysticor Redemption story that I jotted down one night. I'm wondering what people think. I enjoyed writing it. (hint- read the glossary first, it'll help this make more sense)