This is the third installment of 'The Prophetic Quest'. Keep watching because the story really gets interesting from here on in. Also, the magics that they'll learn I will base on skills I myself am learning.
Aullène, the only human detective in Faery business, gets a new employee. This is more of a fragment than a full story, but it can stand well on its own. Possibly I can expand it to a full story in the future, but it'll have to be done right.
An adventuring party finds themselves stuck in a cursed tower - unable to get out, they advance, deeper into the darkness which will later unveil itself...
Just a story 'bout an imp that gets kicked out of Impland(or what-have-you) for no particular reason at all.
This takes place after for love of a brother. This is the hellacious existance that micheal and imp now live in.
This is my mother's favorite of my short stories. I have actually made into a series and should be adding the other stories to my page soon.
---This story is for Elfwood writer Che Franz Joseph Monro, who has been an excellent reader/critic, and is a fantastic writer in his own right--- I admit, I like Episode Three even though it's strange and not for the easily offended. However, there seems to be a lot in it saying 'this story sequence is doomed to imminent lameness after this installment.' It took me a long time to get back to this story, because a great number of things happening in my real life, like moving, getting eye muscle surgery for my son, getting into a couple minor auto accidents, and the holidays---and, of course, getting my Elfwood art gallery up. I'm glad I took a while coming back to this story, because this turned out way better (and way longer) than originally planned.Quick recap: Part One introduces the insanity and wins Mod's Choice despite a flawed story. Part Two focuses on adventure and some cheesy music. Part Three points out the strangeness of a certain religion, and winds up being bizarre (and gets the fewest 'hits') because I was willing to take risks. Part Four also takes risks. It doesn't take place on the border of Orcaporka on the planet Terradum, but at Santa's Village at the North Pole of our very own Earth. If you ever wondered what labor relations were like at the North Pole, here ya go. I believe this is the best one yet. I have scaled back the insane wackiness and taken a more mild, relaxed approach. Slimetrail the Imp has his moment of glory in this story. Brian Claus (the real brains behind Santa's Village) is unveiled in all his zitty, nerdy yet strangely cool glory. When you're done reading, please let me know if I should continue this story or not. I'd sooner discontinue it, rather than let it get staler and triter than your average made-for-TV 'Heartwarming Emotional Family Christmas Reunion Mushiness.' Or, as Neil Young sang so many years ago, 'It's better to burn out than it is to rust.'
A woman is terrified of thunderstorms. This one is several years old. I believe it has merit.
Part 4. I don't know if you ppl like it, so let me know, because I have my doubt about this...
Full title: 'Of Heavy Hearts, Big Feet and Why Gnomes NOT Food' Taraiha is one of my RPG characters. Her friend Swifty belongs to Steve Melka and is used with his permission.
This story depicts the creation myth of the peoples of Idraffi, a continent on the world of Chatar.
Wolfstone seems to be all gimped up, and itching for a little relief. Those imps are just too troublesome! (retitled)
It is about one year ago I stumbled on a little site called Elfwood. It is also about one year ago my avatar (a spunky faery who represents me in drawings) and my muse (a micheivious imp who gives me ideas) started going out. They asked for a story on how they first met, so I gave it to them. Happy anniversary!
More plot this time! (Thanks, Laurel Biles!) The laughs are still there, I fervently hope, as the silliness introduced in Episode One unfolds . . . More faithful to Thomas Abrahamsson's 'Old Man' pic than Episode One. Enjoy reading! The title has been inspired by that 1980's urban dance drama thingy, 'Breakin' 2: Electric Boogaloo.' A great title, right up there with 'Sorority Babes at the Slimeball Bowl-a-Rama' and 'Metalstorm: the Destruction of Jared-Syn'!
A story about a strange bunch of creatures meeting each other in the middle of a forest... in a cabin that is probably cursed. Don't ask me 'cause if you do it won't be a surprise anymore, have fun!
A play. I woke up one morning after a very strange series of dreams, and sat down and worked on the first two scenes of this play for six hours straight, without eating. Needless to say, I felt slightly sick after that. I was also sick of looking at the damn thing. It was supposed to be scary, like the dreams. But by the time I was immersed in MS Word, the essence of what had made those dreams so frightening was almost gone. And until I get a few friends to attack it with their critical eyes, I dare not edit it beyond basic spelling mistakes. And so I give you: TOYS A horribly unedited play.
*deep breath* A semi-epic-fantasy-nonsense-word poem. There's plenty of magic in it. Between the lines, of course, like tea with the purtouise. There are evil garden gnomes and nasty turnips along the road, but in the end our protagonist encounters an untimely cliched twist. Read on if you are intrigued, unfortunate one.
Elfwood rejected this poem at first...but I've rewritten it since then and now my original message is clarified. The girl in this poem is not human. She is an imp...her beauty is within...with her magic. In this poem, she again struggles with the mirror's image of her. It isn't what she sees when she closes her eyes...inside she is beautiful. the mirror lies in many ways. If only she could accept herself...