The Jury is in, examine the World Beyond and learn of new places and concepts.
This is the first part of a story that was written in response to another that I read. In short I did not like the way it ended and wanted a happy ending, very unusual for me really. So I wrote this story, which does have a happy ending I just haven't written it yet. :)
One Library scholar finds out the danger of missing the forest for the trees.
Reborn realises he is being used, and tries to escape by force.
The story comes to a bittersweet end. (Warning! This contains some swearing and above-average amounts of strong violence.)
The time to take action is close at hand...
A young fay with no wings, a wish box, a Faery queen... what will come of it?
Killing two birds with one stone, Luca and Dyian sneak into the palace with Diego's help. There Bethane tells of alarming discoveries that can only confirm their fears
Wise words this one speaks. He knows exactly what you seek. Will you listen to all he has to say? Will you stop and with wisdom stay?
Off far away from earth, there is a magical world. When you cross from our world to theirs, they bless you and wish you good journey.
The less fantastic beginning of a series that will take the reader through a strange land full of strange places and ideals.
You may already know her story; it is an old, old story. It is the story of a garden, and the loss of perfection. You may already know Lilith's story, but this is not hers. This story is not so old as that, for Lilith is older than all things. This story is about Eve. This is Eve's story of the garden and the snake's secret smile. I was a little hesitant to write this at all, and even more hesitant to put it on Elfwood. It does have a heavy religious tone to it, but I'm not trying to preach anything. I've been obsessed with telling Lilith's side of the story, and when someone suggested I tell Eve's, I couldn't resist. I apologize if this offends anyone in any way. Glossary of Hebrew terms (italics) at the end of the story. Comments and critiques welcomed. Enjoy!
After a night of debauchery and murder, David sees the light... (Warning! This contains some swearing, violent acts and above-average sexual innuendo.)
A teensy little poem, á la 'The Hero's Lot', only about a magician. Hey, don't blame me; I've just been reading to many 'strange' stories lately...
This piece is old, now, but it was from a time when I was fascinated with elves and anything elf-like. While I hesitate to call the main character 'an elf', she certainly was meant to embody a number of the qualities that readers would associate with elves - longevity, knowledge, grace, etc. This story is less a 'traditional' story and more like a parable or fable, but it gets its point across nicely.
Pulled from the archives of things written for HS Creative Writing (all those years ago), this started as a technical attempt at setting as a character or plot device. It turned into a psuedo tretis on how I view, and my love for literature.
'3 candles that illuminate every darkness: Knowledge, Nature, and Truth.' ~Irish Triad. Here's a poem for each. #2 might seem an odd choice, but just talk about it & it remains easily my most heartfelt peom **sniffles**
Humans often fear the unknown, and like to stay in their comfortable surroundings. This poem is about how we can miss great oppurtunities by being scared and remaining complacent. ::big word alert::
'For lo, we shall rise up, And then we shalt maketh the bugger's eyes water...'