I first wrote this poem ages ago, back when my knowledge of English was a bit, well, absent. Since then I periodically experienced fits of editing and this poem was not spared. So, this is the version 'so far.' Eventually my plan is to write a tiny-teeny book illustrating this poem. Eventually.
Okay, backstory goes that, basically, Leman conquered Yanimara's homeland, and for rather political reasons forced her into marriage by slaughtering a village for each day she said no. Worked like a charm, no? ;) Incidentally, Leman and Yanimara are the ancestors of Aghamay and Aghanim from my story 'Origins of the Kingdom'.
Here is the fourth issue in this little story. The mission is continued. A little bit of action in this one. This is where I'm starting to implement some of the tech that I've always wanted in this series from the time of Galaxy Apart. This is working towards accomplishing the feeling I want but still its hard to do I think a series of pictures would better express the story, maybe even a comic. Too bad I'm not the best at drawing people. Enjoy.
Galaxy Dialogues Book 1: The story of a Captain and his crew who are attempting to evade the law. A bounty has been placed on them for an unknown reason and the crew must attempt to uncover the conspiracy against them while keeping their knowledge from falling into the wrong hands.
Why bother getting expensive, deadly guardians when you can make sure your treasure stays with pacifistic guardians?
Chapter Two has lots of dialogue which I don't often write but I like it here - and it all balances out because the final part of the chapter is almost all discription. I wanted to show that all of the characters have their own views and ideas and, just because the Narrator likes him, it does not mean that Haydain is right. I think you should have a choice in who you want to cheer for and believe in (part of the Dragonians' problem is that they don't have that luxury). This is also quite an angry chapter because I do not like cosy stories and parts of Chapter One looked a bit too cosy, so I've shaken things up here. Haydain goes slightly crazy but he is under quite a lot of stress! Comments and criticism gratefully recieved. If you want to discuss this chapter with me or ask a question about it you can post a message in this journal entry.
Katarina feels more and more the conflict between her village life and the time she spends with Cirion. *lots of new scenes* And this took me 6 months to write...
This is a story that I wrote for an English class when I was in High school. I was never terribly fond of it, but it's not bad. When I wrote this, my intent was to write a story that was more based on dialogue than description, which, I've been told is a big part of my work.
I got inspired by my 'Weeping Willow' picture. Please see 'Dialogues in Fantasyland, part I' for more information
This story is inspired by the work of an Italian poet of the early 1800s, Giacomo Leopardi ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giacomo_Leopardi ), who wrote the "Dialogue between Nature and an Icelander". ( http://books.google.com/books?id=ynNH84gAdNoC&pg=PA185#v=onepage&q&f=false )In his Dialogue, Leopardi explores the theme of human suffering and asks a philosophical question that plagued humanity since it began to think: why does everybody suffer? Who benefits from the cruelty and imperfection of this world?I have decided to create my own version of the Dialogue which is transposed to the Sci-Fi genre. In my version, it is the Universe who talks to a wandering Spacefarer, and the question being asked is a more scientific one: why are there limits to the laws of physics that govern reality? Why is it that science gives us wondrous things, and yet cannot be pushed past a certain threshold, be it the Speed Of Light, the Indetermination Principle, or the ever-increasing Entropy?The answer is delivered in a Sci-Fi fashion as well, and is obviously debatable like anything that can neither be proved nor disproved, but I think it makes for a nice story.
Alright, well, my story about my motivation in writing this is not near as interesting as some of the comments I've gotten, so I'll just leave you with this: I know very little about Christianity, so I'm sorry about any inconsistancies, AND I'd like to think that I'm laughing with Jesus, not at him.
Freewrite #2 - A quick tale about a big man, a small man, a long chase and a short fight.
This is what happens when you're homesick and reading missionary biographies all day... (actually, so far I've only read 2 this year...)Anyway, basic intention was to "draw a picture": simply give a sketch of a fantasy setting (the city of Yariban), as well as the culture, people etc. - and of course a religious background. Now this is influenced quite a bit by my own experience - some descriptions are slightly fantasy-ised versions of things I saw in Taiwan or China, and except for the royalty cult the religious things are similar too (though only to an extent). I sort of wanted to write about Taiwan while at the same time wanting to write something for Elfwood and so I ended up mixing it all together... hopefully it works (I wrote it all in one go and haven't actually re-read it, since it's past midnight and I haven't had decent sleep for about a week...)12. July 2009
Planets, governments and characters in the glaxy apart/dialogues series. Featuring the technology and secrets of each colony.
What would happen if someone from our modern world got to talk to the people in a medieval fantasy story? To find out, I made a visit to Fantasyland, and talked to the people there - the Tyrant, the Court Mage, the Princess etc. Here are bits and pieces of my dialogues with them (split up in several files for convenience).
Yet another Dialogue (see 'Dialogues in Fantasyland, part I' for description). A larger but uncolored version of the drawing can be viewed in my Lothlorien gallery, where it is called 'Holy Cow?'.
Ratmalana (read 'Floodborne intro' if you haven't already) has come a long way after his first meeting with the Koben nomads and has been given a new name: Vaynabar, or Vayn for short. Fallen into the company of eloped slaves come rebels, he is now waiting for the signal to start the coup to take over Shagore, a region capital of the Ifahri theocracy. The waiting is taxing his patience, so he goes in search of his friend Wulo...
Inspired by a work of art from a new user here on elfwood. This is the first piece I've ever done that involves dragons and I think it turned out pretty good! Enjoy! www.elfwood.com/~superboll/Lava-dragon.3561374.html