Er...it was late, and I was tired...? ::grin:: But! I managed to interpret it so that I could tell you what to do...I think....
The Prologue of a story about 4 teenagers who must unite as the Elements to defeat a dark and ancient evil!
Wyvern's Project 5, first chapter. Introducing Mother Kat and her world.
**WORKING TITLE** This is the first chapter in the novel I am, SLOWLY, writing. There really isn't much to it but I hinted at a big part of the story you'll see in the next chapter or two, let me know if you figure out what it is. *Hint: Pay attention to the flashback's wording* **UPDATE** Okay... Let's be honest here. I haven't touched this story in years. I have a feeling it'll never get done so... Unless someone -really- wants it to continue and is willing to badger me about it... This will be removed from Elfwood after I get up a larger amount of stories.
Well, after my unusually long absence, I have returned! This chapter, and the next two, really deviate from my rough draft and introduce a few things that weren't there before. I really liked what they brought out in the two characters though. Also, this one gave me a chance to expand the world in which the characters live just a bit. Hopefully you will keep enjoying Raven Flight's story...
Good old martial arts fantasy! I've never done one of these before. Hope its not too stereotypical. Magic is more than just wizards: it's chi.
Well... This was also something I started writing for school, only it was originally a film-script. It's written by a five-point recipe our teacher gave us; 1) Describe the setting of the scene (no characters). 2) Describe one character who does obviously not fit in with the settings (no dialog). 3) Describe another character who obviously does fit in with the settings. Have the first character do something unquestionably friendly to the second character (no dialog). 4) Have the second character do something unquestionably unfriendly to the first character (still no dialog). 5) Do whatever you think necessary to make the first character the winner in the audience's eyes. The story doesn't completely match the script, but I'm not too displeased with it.
Strange things seemed to happen in town. Beautiful young boys disappearing and winds having their own minds. Devious minds. And how about that long forgotten memory, that suddenly appeared again? Was it real or a trick of the mind?
One Library scholar finds out the danger of missing the forest for the trees.
My epic. So to speak. A long poem that actually has a plot, and my favorite completed work. Some people seem to find it odd that I have it memorized. The tune is a slightly mangled version of 'Hush, Little Baby.' After I wrote it, it seemed to have a bit of an environmental theme. Now and again, I try to think how I could make the rhythm a little smoother.
The ultimate chapter of 'Dragonsong'. Very pretty, say I. I suppose we shall determine later whether I will post more stuff on here or not.
(Work In Progress!)They have been ripped from their homes and thrown into a strange world. The only humans in the land are primitive and very dangerous. The only person that will help them is half feline! They are alone. They are cold. They are injured. This is their story. (Part 1)
I went to CTYI this summer and did a course called Writing for Life. It helped me produce some of my best work to date. Credit to my teacher, Yvonne, for bringing us to a graveyard for inspirational purposes. Never would have written this story otherwise. Anyway, this piece has been affectionately nicknamed 'The Dead Baby Story' by my classmates. It's somewhat abstract. Leave me comments! This story got Mod's Choice, August 19th, 2004. Go raibh mile maith agat! Someone high-five me! NOW!
This is a poem from Atalanta(which of course I had created:)).A lot of atalants have given their lives in the name of their kingdom and this poem is for them.I have implicated some believings of the atalants in this poem and I hope you will enjoy it.
This is a poem I wrote for my writings groups anthology. I had a a really strange recurring dream for about a week and I based the poem entirely on that. I can't say what the dream was, as it'll give too much away! :P This poem has two meanings: 1 is easily found when reading it, the other is hidden beneath the words. ^^ One's happy, the other sad. (This wasn't entirely the structure I originally had, but i struggled with the html format, as I'd never done it before.. sorry!!!) Hope you like it!... :)
This is a poem I have just written involving song, nature and using a fantasy writing style