This was a really old poem... but people seem to like it, so I'll leave it.
Well here's chapter 2 (its in 2 parts cos its too long otherwise, trying to encourage people to read all of it). There's a couple of sub-stories that I'm having issues with (namely Jalithe's whole story) so if it seems a little disjointed in parts, this will be why. Any suggestions are as always, greatly apprieceted.
Theran must overcome his mixed-up spellcasting if he is to save his kingdom and the feisty princess Alianore. Part One
The story of three sisters and a young man destined to hold great power. Part 1: Tobias' Intro UPDATE: This story put on hold until I can MAJORLY revise it.
'Scream Chant Wail Ringing Whine Honking Shout Squeek' This little list was found at the top of this paper, the paper it's self being found in a box of old papers from along time ago. I figure that it constituted as a peice of writing (despite it not being much). I'm gonna guess that it comes from a creative writing class which was named Metamorphisis.
Chapter three in the Luck and Lust title. A little bit of background information: I've had this one done for a week or two, but between the transfer from notebook to html and the new Elfwood look I haven't been able to upload it until now. This chapter is a tad bit short I know, but it was planned to be that way. The way it is does leave the reader with a thirst for explanations, and an element of suspense. In the third chapter, one has to wonder where the characters true intentions lie...
Spelth is under attack! What shall become of our young friends?
This is a riddle. The question I pose is- 'Who am I, and who are you?' (more as in 'what' am I, and 'what' are you)... It's also one of my poems that doesn't fit a general prose. Once someone has hit upon the answer, ye shall know.
About a slave girl who runs off only to run into more trouble.
This is the very beginning of a series i am writing about companions who seek to destroy.
I've been having a serious mental debate as to whether to post the poems I wrote for my ex-girlfriend Ali. One side of me thinks that by doing so I'm trying to hold on to what I have let go of, telling me that even just reading them is unhealthy; while the ther side regards the poems as some of my best work from a literary standpoint. I decided the latter, and so now you see them here.
Chapter III is even more fun then Chapter II. It delves deeper into the personalites and pasts of the characters.
This is a story based on a idea I had at work. Typed it up real quick and thought it had potential. Goes along with my irony them. Copyright David Rookhuyzen/Thomas Pence, November 2000
This is a lil story I thought of over the summer. It's not that great but it's my first one for Elfwood, this is just the intro I hope the others will be better. Oh right, and my BEST FRIEND, Emily Lynn McDurman still has to edit this little piece of art work. Enjoy, I have better stuff coming up.
Chapter 4 of False Heir, a story in progress. A threat on Scira's life leads to a late night escape for her, Niemh and Scira, despite the friction between the heir and the apprentice.
Two troublemakers get into more trouble then they had anticipated as they are captured my a dark wizard and his army of trolls.
This is a story about the Paranormal and some teenagers who are influenced by it.