This is a poem that I wrote that goes along with a story that I'm currently writing. It's about a powerful gift to man from the Gods called the Aklinnor - a medallion which holds power over the elements themselves. Read the poem to see what man did with it. I wrote this one in a hurry and I'm not sure if I like it. Quite a few of the lines are akward. Let me know what you think
Just something I kind of rattled off, based on a dream I had, actually-- the poetry sucks, but I kind of like it.
Inspired by lyrics... 'Gold fills hands, or is it sand? / The same that covers everything. / Where cities stood, soon deserts found / now sink beneath the swelling ground' -Five Iron Frenzy-
What would happen if the seven deadly sins were contained in stones that could then exert their power upon those around them?
It was actually written in my Year 11 end of year english extension 1 exam. I got full marks for it and i'm actually quite proud of it. It was based on 'monstrosity'. we had the St George and the monster picture to work off. so...ultimately, what is the monster? Humanity or the dragon?
Kares is a very historic city, the hub of thousands of years of history, and the heart of Orthodox Deiam for many of those years. Many sources, including the staunch atheist Karl Wyrdman, hail it as one of the most beautiful cities in the world. However, even a rose has thorns, and none are more aware of this than Father Miachellan. A doctor, priest and scholar at the Arsudei Heshin, he is among the few struggling to fulfil the medical needs of the hundreds of sick and dying turned out by the recent strike at Eden, Inc. However, he soon learns that the cities troubles are more widespread, and, indeed, closer to home than he had imagined.
A common thief finds himself charged with an impossible task, while deep in the darkness of the earth, the Beast wanders after shadows.
...is what dog owners say when their pet runs along with you and snaps at your heels. Well, the fairy in this tale might be doing just a little bit more. This was my entry to the woodworks bad-fairy contest.
Corporations are always looking for new marketplaces. Sometimes with sinister ends...
Change occurs everywhere. It is this change that will open up every being and person. Revelation comes with change...but what can you say when you find out that all you know...is not only 'changed' but not even for certain real?
Inspired by H.P. Lovecraft and P.M. Dawn/Chris Carter's 'If You Never Say Goodbye.' A man at a monastery discovers something horrible...
The illustration that belongs to this story...no, that actually 'inspired' this story is a photograph taken by Chris Deceuninck at the Pashley Manor Gardens in East-Sussex, England (would mention the sculptor but never knew his/her name). I have Chris' permission to use this photograph and slightly adjusted it in MS Paint. This is my first attempt at poetry. There seem to be loads of 'first attempts' in my library, but that's what Elfwood means to me...experimenting with different styles and getting feedback on those attempts :)...So be gentle on this one, but do tell me if you find anything wrong with the poem! I would like to dedicate this poem to Tim! Thank you for gently pushing me into poetry and for making me believe I could actually do this ;)
I give to you the true story of what happens when a dragon kidnaps a maiden
This is a poem about an angel who experiences the greed of humanity and doesn't survive.
If you live alone in a suburban area, or in one of the poorer districts of a big city, don’t go to the city center at night...
A greedy,imprudent man deals with the unknown. This tidbit is the result of a challenge I gave myself to write a complete story in the fewest words possible. I may end up incorporating this into a larger piece, but I like it as a stand-alone. Flash fantasy, anyone? *wink*
How the greatest treasure in the world was rediscovered, and lost forever (multi-part)