Another piece from my 'Tears of an Angel' collection. This one is a little more obvious. My writing, lately, has been bordering on more abstract and sinister themes. All of them have blood and death in them, and I hope they make you think 'what the!?' when you read them, which is the desired effect.
Celeste's funeral. Sarra has unanswered questions and her father makes an appearance.
This is an introduction to Andolph, the Cleric, one of four characters in an upcoming series about an adventuring party.
Just a random stand-alone story, I guess I could follow it up or add to it if people like it...
The fantasy themes here are not as concrete as those in my other stories, but I shall move on to the summary. She is dead, but he knows that she will rise again – these are his words to her. Inspired by the song ‘Helena’ by My Chemical Romance and my friends Tokuni and Jenny aka MCR Freak to whom this is dedicated.
This one was written on the Halloween of 2005 (what a coincindence, if I posted it tomorrow it would be an year later :D) and it is about 'saying goodbye', about not giving up when we lose someone very precious to us. (Just a detail, the person mentioned in the poem didn't really die, just became someone else).
Makeshift Myth inherits a funeral home from her father. And spooky things happen.
Hmm... what to say about this chapter. It took forever to write. It was so hard to find the right words. I hope I finally did. The quotation which is in bold italics is from the bible. Its from 1 Corinthians 15: 55. Since this biblical chapter inspired me to write so much of this story, I thought it was fitting for me to include part of it in my text.
This is probably my favorite stand-alone story, although I can't say too much about why without giving it away. I wrote it for my creative writing class last year and am pretty proud of it. If you only have time to read one thing of mine instead of one of my multi-part epics, read this one. ^_-
At last, the climactic end! Well, actually, it's the anticlimax.... but whatever. Enjoy!
After tragedy strikes, everyone attempts to recover and move forward.
This deals with the demise of Kurtis Claw. My dad really loved the ending to this so I decided to put it up here after fixing it up a bit. Hopefully I didn't ruin it by doing so. The original copy will just stay with me to become a collectable. ^_^
I know it sounds kind of cliche for a title but its the best I could come up eith for this story...maybe you people can give me suggestions.... This is about a guy(ahm) who falls for a girl who doesn't even notice him (does he really want her to though?) and um yeah...
This was a very interesting piece to write, as it evolved greatly through various drafts. It started off as inspiration from a certain Nine Inch Nails song (I'll let you figure out which one) and ended up as a tale about learning to cherish the past, yet at the same time be able to 'let go' and move forward in life. Well enough of my ramblings, I hope you enjoy it.
A scheming warrior steps into action; a royal funeral followed closely by a new king; a struggle with nature and one awesome fight with an immortal;
i don't even know how to preface this. i guess if you're really intent on finding out what the symbolism stands for, you can email me. but i think it should be fairly obvious, then again, this is the author speaking...this is the embodiment of one of the hardest times in my life...
It is time for me to upload a new story, after six years of silence.This is the prologue to a novel I wanted to write, and which I started in 2008. Because of my inability to finish any long work, the novel project was eventually abandoned, but the prologue can stand out as a short story on its own, and it gives a brief glimpse into my fantasy world.Inspiration is mainly G.R.R. Martin, but less gritty and more high fantasy.
The characters here are mostly from a story I started in seventh grade. I wrote this once when I thought I would continue it, so this is something of a practise piece for it. It is my first tragic piece, probably because a good friend died shortly before I decided to write it...