This story is about how elves love and live... how I think they do anyway.
Continuing after 1. (i'm so good at these intros at the moment aren't I? ~blushes~)
Romance... I've never been very good at writing it, I fear. My internal monitor has a low tolerance for it, though perhaps this simply means that I am a sap and heart and trying to fight it, who knows. Stories with 'story book romances' tend to annoy me. I do like unusual love stories, though, especially when they are only a single part of a greater tale and yet manage to hold their own. I also love the ever-so-rare and elusive platonic loves, but that has little to do with the following. This is a romance, or a piece of one at any rate. Most romances center around two people meeting and falling in love. This is a bit different. There is also a lot of background that has been left out intentionally. This makes the tale very experimental, and yet I hope it works. Critiques and suggestions are very welcome.Yes, Em, I wrote this for you. Yes, it is about the Sparrow you know.
This poem was inspired by many visits to an Irish pub, where I listened to acoustic and electric renditions of authentic Irish and Celtic songs. The most memorable of these songs for me were those dealing with war, death, and/or the loss of a loved one. So evolved this, my own take on an Irish folk song...
In my integrated studies course we had to write a letter to someone special that was about one moment in our life. This letter means a lot to me and was very hard to write.
I'm afraid my cousin might ... is this how I would feel? Detached from the world? Alone, surrounded by so many people? If someone I loved hurt themselves...
After the great battle between two kingdoms, the heroes begin the long journey home. Could be a prequel, could be nothing. Who knows? Don't forget to comment!
This is a short story, sort of a summary of Roland and becoming a vampire. Much has changed in the stories since I wrote this... but I still like it.
This is the prologue to a story that I have not yet finished. It concerns my main character and actually explains many of her actions in other writings that i've started. It's meant to be cryptic. I've made some of the changes suggested, they're minor, wording issues. This may also be reworked and rewritten, or I may include an alternate point of view version in a different story/flashback. Haven't quite decided. I refuse to tell you who these characters are. But you can guess =D
Poem of a recently created ghost, unaccepting of the fate that he has been dealt.
An introspective of Tempest, a character in Endless Dance, my novel.
This story is of a girl who inherits magical items and the effect that they have on her life.
a girl who believes in her world and the man she loves, has to deal with a huge change in her life
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-
A woman is distraught when her partner dies, leaving an evil presence in their house
The doppleganger comes, trapping Xixisnant Ael'taes's new ally.