Queen Morion is captivated by a powerful, magical gem. With it, she can do just about anything. Without it, she meets the brink of insanity.
The next chapter in the Piriah saga. Still not a named story, but developing nicely. Here, Nalche is waking up from the cyclone storm she created and discovering a new life.
Well, we all knew it was going to happen if that girl didn't get some proper training. She heads out in a snit and gets herself in trouble. Good thing there's a mysterious mage there to help her out.
This is a non unicorn story! Oh the horror. I wrote it over the olidays, but its not finished. As it is quite long already I thought I'd better post this part. Look out for more...
Burning Questions Gareth struggles with the burden placed upon him by the words of the mysterious stranger.
This is it. I finally finished it, although I'm not completely sure if I like it or not. Let me know what you think.
A poem about the legend of King Arthur written for a summer writing camp.
Talin and company are finally nearing Blith. What would they find there, the city known for its glamour and planning?
Fate bides her time, but always catches up. Tune in as Talin and company renew their acquaintance with someone they've met before...except things are a bit more complicated this time around.
In the hot, humid world of Izcalli, people learn to survive through stone and religion. Over the centuries, the Gods forgotten, renamed, changed. And they don't like it.
Ok...this is an A-level English project. The task was to create a radio script, on any subject. I was stuck for ideas, and then I thought, what if they had radio in prehistoric times....
This is a relatively old story telling the story of how Diana, Dorland and Spudge met the gypsy Droof. I am now in the process of changing the story since now I have decided that Droof and Spudge knew each other before hand and met the other two together. Oh, and yea, Droof is not a gypsy name, and it is not his real name either. It's a nickname, just like Dorland's name and Spudge's. Droof's real name is Drayven.
A short poem about someone stuck in a dark stone room with no doors. To me it has the feeling of a game, maybe some evil king throws people in there to see how long they can live. Inspired by a line from Star Trek TNG. I deleted this one by mistake also, so here it is again!
This story is inspired by this picture here in elfwood by John Teall. The story is about dragon-like creatures, and a circle of stones. It is supposed to take place in medieval times, I hope I haven't mixed up the historic facts too much.
A Basilisk is lonely,noboby wants a friend that can turn you to stone! He is transformed into a young man. These are his misadventures.
A young man searches for a stone to save his family, as does a greedy king. (A work in progress.)