This is a humourous poem I wrote age 13, in school. It's about a horrible, stinking ugly ogre! I really like it, even if I did write it ages ago.
Though I usually hate cliches, such as making my first halfling a thief, you've got to give me some credit for the other half of this little duo.
After battling the evil harpy queen, the Daemonslayers make an overnight stopoff that soon turns to disaster when it transpires the cantankerous cursed dragon Blackjack has not been entirely straight with his lycanthrope companions Shade and Soul. A tale of secrets, alcohol and unsavoury characters.
Well i have this half elf half phoenix char who i really like so i decided to write about one of his past incarnations...
Have you ever wondered what REALLY happened to those knights that went into the dark forest to rid it of evil? I did...then I met Squiggy...and ran away fast *shudders*
This is a short excerpt of my first book. It is the initial chapter for the three main storylines of the tale, and follows their paths as they begin to set out on the adventure locked inside the pages of a story. I have completed the full text, all 22 chapters, and I am seeking to get this published.The story itself is a slight shift from the typical fantasy fare, as events are taking place in the relatively young planet, in just its second age. This is the time of great adventures and powers that set the stage for the legends and mythos of the ages that will come behind it. I do intend to write for this place all the way through the end of the planet so look forward to seeing this world grow and the pains it will endure on that path.
This is the poem about an ogre who sees a butterfly fluttering in the sky and falls in love with it and the life it has that he will never have. He becomes jelous and kills the butterfly but the pieces of the butterfly fly like the butterfly had once done and he flees.
Another story about Edmund and Elora. I don't really know what you people want me to say. Read, enjoy, comment, rinse, repeat. Oh, and before somebody calls me on this, the title is not 'Prodigal' because Edmund is going away with the intention to return one day. That is not the definition of the word. The title comes from the fact that he, like the son in the parable, is taking and spending his inheritance in a short period of time. Prodigal. Look it up, and keep the English language coherent. Because The More You Know, the Less You Sound Like a Jackass (TM)
Wow, the story is getting bigger than I thought. New friend of Kal, war is just beginning and nobody knows what will happen...
This is about my grandmother. Intertextual reference: Jack and the Beanstalk.
Why ever not? The combination of my two passions. And please excuse the poor journalistic format- html does not lend itself to newspapers. May 2004 1 pg
Troubled times have beset the land of Crolis. Undead, monsters, demon, and barbaric raiders have upset the normally peaceful land. Three adventurers brought together by chance now search for the source of the trouble. The heroes get sidetracked once again as they make their way to Brue. Note: All spells are untranslatable. Any 'foreign” languages used will be translated by footnote in the text. There are no translations for names appearing in the text, such as Krug.
Have you read the Prelude yet? Chapter One
This is a story about this character I had made up quite some time ago named Kacaru. This is the last time he ever saw anything of his family and it is in first person so be nice when critisizing it. Enjoy