This may or may not be included in the final cut of COD. Here Memnoch meets Demuri, a dragon cursed to live out his days as a horror. This was inspired by a pic at the WickedMoon card site. http://www.wickedmoon.com/send2.asp?url=http://www.wesleycrusher.com/cards/dragons/127.jpg Check it out, but don't let that dragon fool you, Memnoch looks nothing like that.
Hmm.... I seem to be in a plot twisting mood lately. *winks*
This might be a bit difficult to understand. Its about a forest maiden, with a dark forest lord persuing her, after their long chase, she stops at a swamp, and he wraps his arms around her wait and they both fall in. He emerges, and his forest minions form two lines for him to pass through, to his dark throne, and the maiden does as well, except, her white dress is now green, brown and torn, and she is sinister in nature. They kiss, and he narrarated about his inrelenting desire to diminish innocence.
Other than perhaps the first paragraph, this is more of a storytelling piece, less for Middle English, and more towards a tale. It didn’t quite work out to my liking, I’m rather disappointed in it, yet here it lies. It’s about demons (Vimridh’s) (The name is an ancient god of some kind) that capture mortal slaves in forests, bind their hands, feet, and neck, and bring them to their own Lords. One particular girl is captured, but her captor ambushed, and with his spear, she escapes. After running for a great while, she stops at a vast swamp, cornered, and feels a drop of blood on her shoulder. Looking up into the mighty tree above her lies another large beast. She climbs the tree, and with the stolen spear kills it, finally, leaving her exhausted. She throws down the spear and jumps off a tree branch overlooking the murky swamp, but in doing so, hangs herself off the branch by the shackle around her neck. (Interrupted scream)
This story began with a dream of being a mermaid swimming into the sea. I played around with making it the classic fairy tale of the orphan and the evil witch, but that just seems too cliche. I wanted characters who felt like people I knew. I wanted the Mermaids to actually be adapted to the ocean enviroment, instead of the creation of VERY lonely sailors. I also love the idea of what happens next in fairy tales (Into the Woods, anyone?), and I honestly hate the message of Disney's 'The Little Mermaid.' A sixteen year old girl who abandons her family for a man she has seen once (once!) gets daddy's blessing and eternal happiness? Not in any world I know. So I emphasized the mermaid's self-centeredness, made the witch someone who just does what she has to do to get by, made daddy mermaid bitter, introduced a granddaughter, and let the whole thing run.
An introduction to one of the members of the Gemstone Council, Marigoth Kenspie, who seeks revenge upon those who, in her mind, have wronged her. In order to facilitate her revenge, she has turned to the dark art of necromancy.
This is the first chapter for one of my novels. its setting is in the future in the united states. you might want to read the footnotes, though they may spoil the storyline for you... ill leave it up to you as they are mostly just notes to myself
When Crimson finds herself thrown into harms way, she must fight to survive. Her home and the lives of all the elves in the White Forest depend on her for their continued survival. Yet she's not ready to face the Dark One. Crimson is set on a path of amazing discoveries. She makes new friends and discovers amazing new worlds in her quest to conquer the lich who threatens her existence. With the bow and blade of the Obsidian Phoenix, Crimson cuts a path of destruction straight through to the heart of evil. In the process she discovers her own true heritage and the hope that lies within.
The knight in training, Darius Sommer, heads alone into the Swamps of Valitis. What he finds tests more than just his combat ability.
My daughter requested another tale, so I wrote her a poem. Even though it's a bit sad, she laughed at the end, and I smiled the entire time writing it. Enjoy!
Edmar has been attacked, Irvina has been captured, Don Ormand is dead. What are the Meres going to do about it?
This is a nice litte tale i wrote for english, maybe i'll add on, comment!
This is the fifth of at least eight or nine proposed incarnations of this medieval zombie story. It doesn't get many comments, and deservedly so, I think; it has its moments, but this version is particularly inept in a lot of places. I may yet actually write out and finish a draft of this story some day, but likely a different permutation of the concept than the one displayed here.
A spooooky tale to tell around the campfire. Done up this (2005) Halloween for your enjoyment (and my English teacher's).