Ayrie takes her new companions to Culruch, where Brannoch learns the truth about his identity.
Polsar is an elf caught in the midst of a trap of murder since he was young. Adriana is an outspoken, young woman who is trying to escape an arranged marriage to a Prince she does not love. When the two meet a series of events happen that change their lives forever. In this story of love, destruction, revenge, and hope there are surprises at every turn.
my new story, hopefull MUCH more organized than SOAQ, which has been respectfully retired. Enjoy! and OMG!! lol, ty liz i hadn't thought of that... no, 'player' is refering to a harpest... music playing... not 'playa' lol ^_^
I don't know what to tell you. I guess this is a sort of alternate reality. The story is to immense for me to see it all, so I've only been able to write a tiny chunk. Hope you enjoy it.
This is a poem about finding the star of hope, the star each of us has.
This poem is part of my unnamed story. One character has been captured be the antaganist and wrote this poem to be born on the winds the ears of his lover.
My first amateur creation, a dark, simple poem about a fairy-tale creature waiting for his destiny
Just a couple of stanzas that popped out while I was questioning life. Obviously neither are finished. The first asks whether our own world is any less magical than the world of fantasy. The second questions why we allow hopelessness and apathy to descend over us in the face of disaster.
My epic. So to speak. A long poem that actually has a plot, and my favorite completed work. Some people seem to find it odd that I have it memorized. The tune is a slightly mangled version of 'Hush, Little Baby.' After I wrote it, it seemed to have a bit of an environmental theme. Now and again, I try to think how I could make the rhythm a little smoother.
follow on from last hope Ok i know its supost to be after Last Hope but some how they got mixed around when i was uploading them i still dot know whether it was me or elfwood (i think it was me :o))
A legacy to live by..., well, in a fantasy world, I suppose.
I dug through some old stuff I'd written and found this... And after I looked over it I decided to post it up here. Enjoy, and if there are any typoes, please tell me.
This chapter may be about falling in love... or trying not to fall in love... or hiding from love.. or something.
This chapter is probably one of the most important and yet one of the most simple and non-eventful. I think it gets easier to read from here on... ^.^
Here starts the story of Kaliel, a paladin and my favorite character (on AD&D). How he bacames a paladin and how he started his endless journey. Hope you enjoy it! Don't miss the others chapters (Posted here soon...) I know that it have some ortographical (Did I spell it well?) errors. Sorry 'bout that!
A question suddenly came to me- What if a shape-shifter, in all their countless lives, lost their identity? April 2003 1 1/2 pgs
Kalika, wielder of the Phoenix Arrow, a weapon born in the fire of pure magic. It grants luck where it will, and always, has remained loyal to her. But it creates its own kind of luck and not even she comprehend what it is giving her. A tale of luck, fate, and the inevitable.