This story is from a dream I had while deployed after the 9/11 terror attacks. I wrote it down as soon as I awoke.
When I collected my poems recently to put them online I was inspired to write one again. Mainly just for the fun of rhyme and rhythm. And I noticed that I recently have missed the darkness in my thoughts ...
another little poem... written when i was pretty angry at a friend of mine....but then it took on a life of its own... yeah or sumthin
Another piece created for a contest. The name of the story was given, the rest was up to us, within 250 words and 24 hours. Well, see for yourselves... ;)
Luciole Loong's picture is here. Picture = inspiration. Think vampire.
i tried my hardest to apptemp a nice, serious story but it all went horribly wrong. look out for Karrah the tactless dragon in future short stories.
the four travelers reach their destination, and things get off on the wrong foot
Well the last one did say to be continued so yep this is the continuation! I don't know why I made another story, I'm not even sure if anyone even liked the first. Oh well! Your loss! ^_^ (I didn't mean that! Really! I didn't! I still love you all so be nice nice and I'll be happy happy) I don't know how long this story is going to continue, and if you were reading it and understood it, they are still on the first day of the supposed two weeks or so they are stranded. I don't even have what they're facing yet...or do I? Eh...Do I? O.o...
Let's see. Seven mages. They're all ten. And this happens to be part of one day in their lives. The same day. This is quite a long quote, guys. Sorry about that. Ok, guys, this story actually has an illustration to go with it. But me, being completely HTML illiterate, couldn't figure out how to embed the file in the story (even after checking the FAQ's and asking around) So I just put it in a gallery Update, 12/28/03: I did a whole lotta editing, and changed a few things, and ya know, the general spiel...
Poem about man and religion, when wrong no longer becomes a right, man becomes a beast of burden. What is man's burden?
The prophecy says, 'When the green-eyed one cries down upon the earth, the worlds shall be saved from the wrath of the everlasting dragon.' The country of Salianthar is shocked.
This is just a song that asks a lot of questions, see if you can answer.
This is another short story written for my cousin who isn’t a big fan of fantasy, but would try anything once.