This, like many of my stories, is based on a bizzare dream I had one night . . .
Richard Lucas discovers after his ship is shot down, his compainion himself are not the only captives. the Centaor clans, thourght dead for centuries are alive and in need of rescuing, but will his uncle help or hinder??
Her world just flipped over on her... how would you feel? This is set in a world I have been writing about for eight years, and the character in this piece is one of the main characters from those books, but this particular story, while explained in parts, does not actually fit in my tale anywhere. I suppose it is a prequel, if you're into those.
Chapter 8 of The World All Before Them. In this chapter, Arthur and friends finally reach what they've been looking for...sort of. Comments welcome!
In a society whose function depends upon people willingly submitting themselves to a secret slavery, where the needs of the person are lost in the desires of the society, what happens to those who question the system... to those who doubt?
I hope you think it's still going well... You'll have some action in the next section (pgs 16-20), I promise. Anyway, until then, enjoy!
I wrote this story for a good friend of mine, it's about ... well, freedom :) Hope you enjoy it, I do.
A subversive lullaby, sung by the mothers of an oppressed but never hopeless people, waiting to work out their own liberation (see Song of the Downtrodden 1 and 2 for more details). The 'garland of leaves' is the tsedek-bush crown with which the king-in-exile is remembered and honoured.
Writing a series of songs of the people for a story about a downtrodden race. Influenced by a documentary on the English civil war, having taken up the bagpipes and the history of banned languages (e.g. Welsh, Native American languages, Aboriginal languages, etc).
It's about armies made my the goverment, using Human and Alien DNA. But now the army's creators have been distroyed and they have to save the world feom Alien invaders