I have this in poem form, and now Im changing it to story form, hence stanzas.
This is a very short story, written when I was feeling a tad depressed, I think. oh well. It's still worth reading. This was when I was still on the whole: 'for it to be a good story someone must die' phase. Sometimes I still think this is the case.
Poem about dreaming and then realizing it might have happened. or maybe the other way around: some thing happening and you thinking it was a dream.
This is a poem about spites celebrating spring,simple as that.This too should be to Jenn,but then everything should because I started seriously writing again because of her.I can't put the first poem she saw on here because it would be considered Fanfic.It's about Earendil and I could email it to you if someone cared so much to ask.
The story of the good Samaritan, with a twist. ^_^ Reminds me a little of Brian Jauques stuff. (2 pages, finished)
Periwinkle, a mischievous sprite, gets lost on her journey to the Mirth Hold Fair. She wallows in the mud, a squirrel steals from her and of course Periwinkle saves the day.
'I do not believe in faeries.' Those five words that bring about the end of the sprite of the sea.
Ok, I just finished this chapter, there are probably lots of typos and places where things don't make sense, but bite me, I didn't feel like editing.
Just alittle something I'm working on. More to come when I feel like it. As per request, Ayame has a camio in this dance around the block. Sprites can be interesting characters...
Part two. . .cause I wanted to get it up. I think this one clashes with the first, but that's not a bad thing.
This is a story I wrote for my AP Lit final for this year. I was in a group of 4 and they told me to write it and they would edit it. And one girl did illustrations, and as soon as I get my hands on them I'll put them up (they are amazing I must say). This is a story for younger children, it was supposed to be a short story but my teacher said it had to be ten pages in lenght. Some short story that is...But it's about a colony of forest sprites who live next to an old farmers farm. It's cute and intended for 10-13 year olds. There isn't much detail but that's what I get for writing most of the story 2 days before the deadline..
Not really a description for this, it's pretty much self-explanatory.
I wanted to introduce my baby cousin to fantasy when she got older, so I created a poem to do that. I'm horrible at rhymes though :P
This is the fourth chapter of my book, Song of Elves. Please do not comment if it is about spelling errors, I have not had anyone go over my story yet to check for them.
Sarah is taken away to a magic place. What will be in store for her?
This is the first time I've written in such a straightforward voice. Congratulate me. I used to write purple prose. This is only my first draft. I actually finished its tweaks on December 30th, 2004.