I really do have a little bear carved from malachite on my shelf. He looked like he was mid-stroll, and I got to thinking about where this stroll was...
Second story in the Gaelle Series, it's longer than the first one, but it goes more 'in depth', I think. We meet a new character.
A personal affirmation, I suppose, I growled into the face of a friend in a day dream... but, it's really cool, if I do say so myself.
I had playschool on my mind and it kinda went off on a tagent from there.
The following piece of horror flash fiction is based upon a character of a novel I'm currently working on; Seraph Hunters. It mixes the horror genre with the comic book genre. I hope you enjoy it.
Bah, I'm done doing these introductions, its about, guess who? Wulfleeed yaaay. . . If you made it this far I won't spoil anything for you.
Troubled times have beset the land of Crolis. Undead, monsters, demon, and barbaric raiders have upset the normally peaceful land. Three adventurers brought together by chance now search for the source of the trouble. Chapter 3: The group run into a figure from Emily's past and is Jonathan as great as he thinks he is? Note: All spells are untranslatable. Any 'foreign” languages used will be translated by footnote in the text.
I love Hish. I think its his name. And how he tries to be a good friend even when he's a little gruff. Good man. Hope he's not dead! Rifka too...
The coldness bound her. The coldness... the utter coldness of rage.
This has nothing to do with Annie Harrington. I wrote this a while ago, and the name was perfect. This story is a prime example of how a person's fear can overcome their sanity... and the universal consequences. This is also a spin off of Ripple, including Chaos, Order and Sandman. This story is dedicated to those who feel trapped in their own fear of everyday things and the monsters hiding in the dark recesses of their own minds... this is mine.
In this chapter we meet Roland Astar again and find out that the young man is more than what he seems to be...
A young girl who has something very special about her is kidnapped and thrown into a world of intregue.
Ah, Sir Teddy. A noble bear. And quite an interesting character to write about, also. This poem is a product of my own bad head cold (hence the name of the monster) and the impossibly cute teddy bears of Stavros Tsiakalos. Stavros did the wonderful illustration and it is copyrighted to him. November 2002. Enjoy! Oh yes, and 'wold' is a word. Webster's says it's 'an open area of land without trees.' There will be a collection of coins in the comment area after the story.
Krell and Gendor learn swiftly the dangers of overestimating your weapon and underestimating the warrior spirit.
A prologue type-thing to Saien and Danach's story-arc (the one with the Changechildren). To explain the whole thing would require giving the world's history, which I may post at a later date. At any rate, this features a Changechild scout, and snow-demons and their mistress. Not a happy piece; warnings for violence.
A 40 minute writing exercise that is the prolouge to the Jenny-Bjorn stories.
This is written for a friend but I think some people on here may enjoy it more.The Satyr Queen is basically my best villain. Neither good nor evil, but inherently both. For her part, she is a ruthless beauty and a grudge-holding woman scorned. You'll find out later in the story more about her. Suffice it to say that she is single-mindedly pursuing her goal despite what repercussions might ensue.