Knowledge is a dangerous thing. How you use it and what you attempt to accomplish with it can be significant indicators to your motivation. The idea behind The Vamp War Chronicles is this: a text is discovered detailing the society of vampires, their behavior, heirarchy, strength, weaknesses, etc. (The text is this 1st chronicle: The Taelkin Chronicle.) Because of this text, other chronicles are written about the results from the discovery of this work. What ends up happening is the reader gets bits and pieces of the storyline, enough to know what is going on but sufficient gaps as to make the tale interesting. I hope things work out the way I want them to. The Vamp War Chronicles: Chronicle 0, The Taelkin Chronicle
I don't know where this weird idea came from! I was trying to write something about society and stuff!
Trish's reward for nabbing my 100th comment. Unfortunately she is no longer part of Elfwood so that link is broken. Old storyThis is actually a dream I had, and writing it was my attempt to be deep. In retrospect, I failed dismally. I think it has some untapped potential, which I would like to think I'll get around to tapping sometime in the future but for now it's not in the cards. DescriptionIn the future aliens take over the world and some people aren't very happy about that.
In a society whose function depends upon people willingly submitting themselves to a secret slavery, where the needs of the person are lost in the desires of the society, what happens to those who question the system... to those who doubt?
Yet again, a random monolouge. Its really hard to describe this sort of thing. I'm a teenager. think about it.
Daenar is not what he seems. A man of many talents within his critical medievil world, Daenar fights not only the unseen forces conspiring against him but the hostilities of his own clan, his own society. ~*~This is obviously unfinished and unedited. Please be gentle... lol I just wanted to put it out here for ya'll to see. I have great plans for this one. Thanx to all ya'll!
Argh. I hated having to split this up. Sorry if I chose all the worst places. It was hard to find good stopping points. Part XI is the result of me sitting down and saying 'I'm going to finish this story by Christmas, dang it. And I'm gonna do it in twelve parts!' --and then working hours and hours on it nonstop. By the by: ADB stands for Agency Data Base. I have a request for my Mod: If there's anything rejectable about this section or any other of Part XI, please reject all the sections after it as well, so I can fix the problem and make sure my readers only get their stuff in order. It wouldn't work to have C before A or D before B, you know what I mean? Thanks. Enjoy. :)
Yay; it's the longest installment of Trench Coats ever! I had to split it into FOUR PARTS! :D I feel special. What's about to happen will disturb you. It disturbed me.
This is a poem we wrote after deciding that our favorite animal is the gryphin. We thought it sad that people would not believe they exist so we incorporated that as well. Gryphins are soooo nice and they are very handsome too! I think they are extremely cute! I think they tare respectable because they represent the most powerful animals from there respective classifications; bird-raptors & mammal-wild cats! They also have many mysterious ways and are intriguing. We would like to thank Jen Miller and Stormdancer for their permission to use the pic. They are very cool!
Again an other story treating human kind. Yeah, well I hate it how we are wasting our planet.
Demons and spirits that walk the night threaten to claim out waking world. In order to defend all that we cherish the Society has a division called the Nocturnals. They are warriors whose blood runs deep into the shadows. One of these warriors is Kaya Ayn. Her path has already been chosen for her but is she ready to accept it? What will she choose when love decides to open her closed heart? Only when the dawn defeats the darkness can anyone find the answer...
She goes, hidden, into the social affairs of the Royals. What is hidden must be uncovered eventually, lest it disappear entirely. Cinderella-esque, at times.
How much more simple would it be to reduce the population if we kept much of it mindless, brainless... unable to fight or rebell?
Another piece of Silver's Story, this one is in the first person and from the point of view of Liena, Silver's mother. I got the idea from a Creative Writing class, and I really like how it came out. The setting is reunion of mother and daughter 20 years after Silver's silent banishment from her home village. Can Liena take her daughter back...?
The world has ended leaving a small band of teens alone. What's the worse that can happen?
This is a small entry I wrote up for my elftown membership. Than I realized how much time iw aste on that place, and I removed everything from my account. And yet this wonderful*smirk* little bit survived.
Oh no! Will Ru, Dark, and Slip be able to save Hut? Alright, the lyrics in there are from the song 'Don't Give Up' by Josh Groban...or should we say, Agent Groban? --we haven't really decided whether it's the real Josh Groban or someone who looks enough like him and more importantly sounds enough like him that he earned the name at training camp. --seems weird that he'd go by his own last name, so I'm thinkin' it's more the latter.