This is on Kaba (finally. I added that little thing about the place, but never got around to putting up anything set there). Well, it's sort of on Kaba. John is in his own bed, sharing a dream with a friend on Kaba. Makes a lot of sense, doesn't it? Yeah. Right. And please take note: this time there is only one small paragraph in a strange font. I'm so proud of myself! Things are winding up almost normal! im doing better! yay!
Simply about two boys, Chris and John, who enter a world not yet fully known by the whole world... A world of fantasy of course! Which only so many of ever found...
Meet John and will, two friends on a peculiar village on the middle of misty forest, apparently away from all harm... for now...
When nine teens are transported to a warped Medieval, Western, and Modern world, an ancient prophecy that will either destroy or unite the three planes of existence must be fulfilled. It all starts on a dark and story night.
Anyone ever ask you what you're going to be when you grow up? Anyone who claims to know is lying.
John and Chris have now entered this 'new' world. What are they gonna find?
This is a little pilot story, I decided to write it because it sounded cool... I'm gonna work on it more later.
The people make it to a building, and more fun happens! Yay...
Will's journey of self-discovery continues. As always, any helpful remarks on the story and where it's going are welcome.
Kinda the same story, except from my alter-ego's point of view, John. The over-active imaginative boy who sees what no one else does...the trueness of people! (Is trueness a word?)
Well...I did have a description for this story... But my mind went blank when I started typing. Just read it.
Simple story of unrequited love. FYI Luna is a special kind of fairy that melts into water when exposed to sunlight. I don't think I'm very good at writing about emotions. I figured this was a good start despite that it's not related to Settamoor. Thanks to RZ for the inspiration. :)
I has to redo this one because I said Sh*t in it. I HATE having to censer my self; btw I'm in a very bad mood right now. Life is hating me and I'm hating it back. Anyway, enjoy this story.
I am so sorry it took so long to get this up, but I was working on COD at the same time, and doing school papers....and you know how it goes. So please forgive me, don't give up reading my stuff, don't leave me all alone here in Elfwood! You wouldn't do that, would you?
A group of 'young adults' survive in a world of zombified horror.
Story that I've been picking around with for around five years now. The idea was to make all my friends into characters. Indeed this was my first attempt at writing ANYTHING. There is MUCH more than this..I just cut it up into bite-size chunks.
Náriël.... on her way to Rindoor to get the Book of Spells.
“The prod of immortality stirs the minds of all men. Most break their backs in stiff labor for an age to secure an epitaph; some lend their names to the mountains and rivers of wide domains.” Imlod Nir is no exception. He feels the draw of renown like all the rest, though it seems his path was chosen for him long ago. Years have passed since the day that saw him spared from sacrifice by his half-sister Galfayan, self-styled Queen of Earth, and her possessed by the Demon, yet daily still is he reminded of the debt he must repay. Charged with hunting the remnants of the Seven of Ramfiram, he struggles for a purpose to his existence beyond the Queen's glorification. That purpose soon comes as an unexpected gift: the birth of a son for whom a grand destiny is foretold. Yet no sooner is the baby born than he is stripped from his father’s grasp; and in order to deliver the forest realms from the Demon’s yoke, Imlod must rescue his child from the same fate suffered by him: becoming a slave of Galfayan.