A poem about a man who has lived most of his life wandering the wilderness, and suddenly encounters a village full of people.
Something I wrote one saturday evening not too long ago... Just something that can (I believe) be interpret in several ways. Not actually fantasy, but I just had to upload something.
A story of a warrior reaching for glory not found in this world. Not really my usual style, but it came out OK. I'd really wish to receive some feedback on this one.
A tale of the 'birth' of a concious sword called The Fairytale. This could be an introduction to a saga, but I'm not making any promises.