A frustrated elven princess, her cursed brother, a scheeming noble, a dreadful prophecy. Sound like the making of a fantasy story to you?
Chapter 2 of the 'Dragonsong' epic poem. The plot thickens... o.O
A wandering girl finds herself in a mysterious wood....and meets an unlikely vistor. Is Kallie destined to save her kindgom from an evil magic? Okay, so I know this is still VERY rough. Please be nice when posting your comments. I need help with title ideas, so if you have any, please let me know!
This is the sequel to The DreamSeer, so I really shouldn't be posting it just yet. If you've seen the picture of the 'Forlorn Bride' in my Elfwood Art gallery, her story is part of this. Anyway, I think this is all I'm going to post of Godstone for now, lest I give anything away in The DreamSeer.
This is a story which features one of my characters who goes by the name of Ross de la Kerr. I'll let the story describe him for you.
This story was originally written as a character background for a home campaign I used to play. What started as a five-page blurb turned into a 25 page novelette. The reason? It was a contest to gain a free level. ^.^
Yes, the story was too long to fit onto one page. Thus, part two ...
The plot is still developing, Li is falling deeper into a power hungry rage, and the Nordya are able to band together to see him. Sadly, as we see in Cantos VI, sorrow prevails. The city is still confined to the city of Ladark and it's dark, brooding feel increases as the epic goes on. The Epic is called 'The Rise of the Sha'noon' more to come later as I transfer it to HTML coding (any tips will be helped)
Not Finished! some chick, evil suitor, though maybe surprise soon enough about who the real evil is blah blah blah . . . I hate giving away stories
I know that, on a third or fourth reading, I'll probably regret posting this story in its current form. But right now, I really don't care. I've been writing furiously for the past four hours, and if I don't post it within the next twenty minutes or so, I won't get another opportunity for several days, and that would be a shame. Anyway, welcome to Edmund and Elora's first real story. I seem to be all out of words now, so just tell me what you think.
One of the most famous love stories in the world, retold by a very dry academic. This was written as background to a world I was creating.
Another chapter. The fact is, I miss Shar too, as well as those of you who've yelled at me for not having him in the last couple chapters, but I mean, that's the whole reason poor Tier's upset. He's missing. Anyway, trying to move on to the point where he gets found (if he gets found Muahahahaha) ... (just kidding, of course he's coming back, otherwise I'd just type Shar's Dead, The End, and call it good.) But be patient folks, I can't rush the story line.
A very short but very informative chapter. What could they be up to?
I introduce another character, who is going to be important, but I don't know why. Several of the mysteries in the last chapters revealed. Oooo...
The continuing story of Tavan and her quest to liberate her people.
A small story I created for English Class. One day I may include the same characters in a larger story.
Have you read the Prelude yet? Chapter One
An excerpt from the convoluted young adult fantasy epic, 'The Last Remnant'. The story follows Azsha Malrune, a Felani (humanoid with feline elements) gypsy who has been cast out of her camp following the mysterious death of her mother in the hopes that she might find out more about herself and her past.In this chapter, Azsha is walking about the capital city after emotionally recovering from a lost battle.
The night-murderer strikes again. With the death of yet another elvish noble, tensions rise among the few who have survived this long. But are the ruthless assassinations committed at random, or is something more…logical…at work? Desperate, the nation seeks help in the form of the peculiar elvish sleuth Ryaer, an all-business kind of half dark elf. With such a hard case to crack, even the nobles have little faith in him. But the killer is close, right under his nose. And Ryaer knows it. Comments and criticism greatly appreciated! I don't have any problem with you leaving negative comments. If you do though, please at least tell me why you said what you said. I'm always looking to improve!