Ooh, is this a companion piece to 'The Hunter', you ask?? Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint you... so yes, yes it is!! In fact, it is almost more the Hunter's story than the Hermit's... Although I am sorry to say that I don't consider it quite as original as 'The Hunter' itself; it's a little more *generic*, you could say. Which is a shame - maybe I will re-work it at some point. BUT it does give big big clues as to WHAT the Hunter is, if not WHO. I was going to reveal his name at the end, but when I wrote it in it seemed a really cliched and horrible way to end it, so I didn't... Hehehe sorry!By the way, as I've replied to many of the comments on 'The Hunter' itself, most of your wonderful guesses as to his identity were actually being way more clever than I was when writing it... and so made a lot more sense than who he actually is meant to be. To be honest, it doesn't matter particularly in 'The Hunter' - it's a bit more explicit here. I hesitated to make it so explicit, as I didn't want to spoil the mystery... If you liked 'The Hunter' as it was, maybe you should steer away from this one. (Ha, good one, Jess - telling people *not* to read your story!!!)
The first part of my cowboy story, given a fantasy twist (of course!) Originally, this was all going to be one story... but it ended up going on and on and I first split it into two, then three, then four! So four it is. Don't panic, though - this is the longest part. I think they get progressively shorter as they go on...Update 04/01/11: Ah, Sol... It's been a while, pardner! Heh. I just returned to this story to tidy up the formatting (for some reason, all of my stories that were transferred from the old Elfwood format to the new one now have speech marks where they should have apostrophes, which is rather annoying) and read it through very fondly. I don't think I realised whilst writing it quite how cliched it was, but heyho, we live and learn. And besides, I still think it's rather fun.
And we conclude the water-logged tale (this part's quite a bit shorter than the first, you'll be pleased to know): Jedd and Alren set off a-whalin', and everything goes rather horribly pear-shaped (we're talking really deformed pears here!)By the way, I apologise for the Shinian accent throughout this story - I tried my best not to make it too... well, I tried my best, anyway.Aaaand another thing! I'd be really grateful if anyone could help me out here: When writing this (both parts, not just this one) I realised that I refer to the visual an awful, awful lot. By this I mean that I'm constantly writing 'He glanced over and saw...' and 'He looked at Alren, who...' and 'A brief glimpse told him...' It reads ok, but does anyone have any tips as to how I can cut this kind of thing down? I know I should concentrate on bringing all five of the senses into play, but I find it very difficult! Any help?Ooh, before I forget to do this and the story is rejected: the foriegn (made-up) sentence roughly translates as: Where are you from? Not Shina.
The second part. I didn't really want to split this story at all, but it turned out so long that I felt obliged to. And I didn't really want to split it here, but it gave the most equal halving... Anyhow, enjoy!
~~Excerpts from Beowulf~~ XIX Cain had become the killer of his own brother, his kin by the same father, and consequently, outlawed, marked with murder, he had gone fleeing from the happiness of human society and had settled in the wilderness. From him was born a multitude of beings preordained of old. XXII He was unable to wield weapons, for such a host of extraordinary creatures constricted him in swimming: many a sea-beast with fighting fangs tore at his soldier's mail-coat; monsters menaced him. Then the man realised he was in an abode of evil where no water harmed him and the current's sudden clutch was unable to touch him. He saw a fiery light, a lurid gleam glowing brightly. Then the virtuous man recognized the damned creature of the deep, the brawny water-hag. ~Anonymous; Bradley translation (with a couple of tweaks, to make it read better)~ To mod: Sorry about the italics the first time round! I ought to read the formatting rules more carefully. But in fact, I'm grateful that it got rejected, because it made me think of how else to show the voices, and that led to a little tweak at the end that gives extra impact (I think so, anyway). To readers: originally I used italics for the voice of the monsters, rather than the man, and there were no speechmarks. But rules are rules, and it's better this way anyway. The indents were HELLISH to translate into html, and they are not really where I wanted them to be exactly (in Word it was all placed precisely so that lines carried on from each other, but it just wasn't possible in html). Nevertheless, it's better with approximate indents than none at all.
Word count: 5,418In the third chapter, Rupert embarks on what will turn out to be a rather long and arduous journey. It begins with the supposedly simple act of going downstairs...
Word count: 5,371Rupert is a vampire. And he's about to have the worst night of his afterlife...A Pratchett-inspired tale. For those who don't know, Bump! has been around on Elfwood for years and years - I originally posted the first part in *I think* 2005. Back then, it was just a fun exercise in trying to write like Terry Pratchett. But in the intervening years the story has grown and grown - it is currently over 100k words and still unfinished. This led me to a bit of a problem when it came to posting the parts on Elfwood. I have made some major amendments to Bump! in recent years, meaning that the sections posted on Elfwood became out of date. So I have made the decision to delete Bump! from here -- all except these first three chapters. These are the most up-to-date versions, and serve as a taster of the story which I hope, one day, to finally finish.Until then, I hope you enjoy the start of the riotous romp that is Bump!
There are times, when all the world's asleepAnd the questions run too deepFor such a simple mind.Won't you please, please tell me what we've learnedI know it sounds absurdBut please tell me who I am...-Supertramp, The Logical SongIMPORTANT: DO NOT SCROLL DOWN TO THE END OF THIS BEFORE YOU READ IT. It will spoil it for you!!! If you want to know how long it is, I'll tell you: pretty long. I was going to split it into two parts to make it more manageable, but then decided not to. I like it as one, complete story.Update: 31/07/10: Corrected the HTML, which had gone funny near the end, and a couple of typos.
Finally, an update! I have been so neglectful of Elfwood recently... *guilty look* I apologise. Anyway, I hope this will make up for it! For Elijah Marquez , a great artist who drew a picture based on one of my stories... so here is a story based on one of his pictures! Namely, Standard Bearer Revisited. Go check it out!Ooh, I almost forgot... agrae in the story is a strong alcoholic drink.
The first of my stories to be set in my world of the Shylearth - a land I created a long time ago, but never got round to writing about... until now, that is! I do have a map drawn out, but it's too big for my scanner, so I'm afraid I can't show you... which is a shame, cause it's a damn good map, if I say so myself! And just one more small point: despite the title, the characters never so much as see the Teeth of Iachon (being a series of spiked rock stacks stretching across the mouth of Blood Bay)in this story. It probably would have been nice and poetic if they did... Ok, to the story - a salty sea tale for ye to enjoy: A young sheep-farmer bores of his tedious, sheep-filled life, and sets out on his own, seeking Change and Adventure. Arriving in the land of Shina, he meets an impressive Captain of a whaler, befriends a young fisherman, and is accosted somewhat rudely by a loony old man bearing the rather improbable name of Pickles...
End. Hope you like! This part's fairly short - I suppose I could have tacked it on to the end of the last one, but it just didn't seem to fit there.
Aftermath... I'd like to hear what you think of this one... Am I referring to their eyes a little too much? It felt like I was whilst I was writing it. now I've told you though, I guess you'll be watching out for it! Oh well, read on anyway!Update 04/01/11: Uuuhhh, OK. Woah, this part gets rather... gushy. I can't remember ever being quite so girly! Oh well, I guess it's kinda fun ;) I have, however, taken the liberty of removing the UBER-soppy sentence right at the end. I couldn't quite bear to leave it there...
Word count: 2,884This story was originally called 'Cages', but after I uploaded it to Elfwood I renamed it 'Black Eyes'. I've only just got round to changing it on here - the story is unchanged though.I'm working on making the back story of this slightly less oblique... will post my efforts here when I'm finished.
Word count: 4,269Chapter the Second - in which the eccentricities of the Morbid-Hilt family become apparent...