This story seemed to flow from my mind, as if it were writing itself. This one introduces one of the most feared creatures in my world (i won't spoil what it is) =]
The tale continues as the adventurers meet up with the bandits. I wrote this in one sitting, so it should be fairly coherent. I noticed that in the last one, I referred to Arthallin's stone as a garnet, and it's really a ruby. Just a note.
A rather (if I may say so myself) musical poem about a walking skeleton. Shall I define this poor thing as living dead or simply not natural? (February 2008)
This is the first chapter of a story I'm writing which is basically a allegorical fantasy. I know it sounds really lame and unoriginal, but I'll do my best to serve this genre's past as well as I can. Please let me know what you think of it.
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...
I wrote this when I was in a rather down mood. It symbolizes points in my life and well.. the girl is me. If you'd like for me to explain what it all means, or if you'd rather just leave comments on how horrible it is please go right ahead. :) I love comments anyway.
Anywho, this is an extra credit epic I did for my advanced English class. See, I wanted to bring up my grade two points so that I would meet the requirements to not take the final, which is I need to get an 85 or higher in order to not take the final at the end of the year. So my teacher said I could write an epic, and I did. At first I wasn't sure what to write about, but then I remembered the picture of King Dragoon and Lord Moth that I did over the summer, and decided to write a story with King Dragoon. I printed out a copy of that picture, as I had no clue where the original was and I only had one night to do it, and inked over the lines with my pen. Speaking of that picture...I really need to color it and digitally ink it... And on a final note, this is the first story I've actually written. I sort of did one in 5th grade...but it was required and for school...and I don't really count it. So yeah, enjoy! ^.^
This story was originally entitled The Power of Two, because that's what I wanted to stress. There's The Satyr Queen and Uguz, Linash and Asoil, Gariv and Oran, and now Hish and Rifka. However, the name did not entice people to read it so it had to be changed but I figure if you've made it this far then you deserve a little back story.:)
Uh oh...Vinya's beginning to think. But what is betraying him? His heart or his mind?
Well, Its time for Kuriyami to face one of its great demons: One of its biggest challenges. If your curious to know what it is, have a read. Enjoy!
*blink* Don't look at me like that...I can't help it if stuff like this pops into my mind...
A poem that danced into my head one night, as I was pondering what my muse would look like. My art is my magic, and my love.
A short story entered in a contest where the body of the text had to be 2006 words.
Inspiration sometimes strikes at the oddest moments. Not sure why sitting in an office cubicle would inspire me to write the following. Anyway, this is incomplete and I don't know if I want to complete it or not. Please comment and share your thoughts.
Wow, this one was a doozy to write. I know its not very long, but the fact that I had to write half of it without masculine or feminine pronouns was a major pain in the you know what. Well, I hope you all enjoy this chapter.
This was inspired by, Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them, ––ding-dong bell. - William Shakespeare, The Tempest: Act I, Scene II