Autumn Authoring Ad-lib Adventure, Day 6
Unfortunately we did not get the prerequisite 10 qualified entries so, alas, there is no guaranteed prize at this time, but you're still encouraged to keep writing for the love of storytelling! want more details?
The Foolish Toads
#41 of scraps this poem was the winning entry in the iron writer contest at anthrohio this weekend.
Pandemic-Day 37 6:52 AM 1/1/2023-Chapter 7-New Year's Day
End log entry seven, journey day seven, pandemic day 37, time is 2:41 pm." raf stuffed his phone back into his pocket and we climbed into the truck.
[MLP: FIM] Princess of Friendship
"the entry portal stands on the spot of my teleportation from the real world. i was lucky to get myself here in time. self-transferring is the only spell i can do in an instant, and that was all the time i had."
Autumn Authoring Ad-lib Adventure, Day 13
Unfortunately we did not get the prerequisite 10 qualified entries so, alas, there is no guaranteed prize at this time, but you're still encouraged to keep writing for the love of storytelling! want more details?
Musings of a Rat: Pas de Deux
Journal entry 40 i finanly have a moment of peace, who knows how long it will last out here. i can't help thinking that this thing with zeke will only lead to pain, as to whose i do not know.
Autumn Authoring Ad-lib Adventure, Day 14
Unfortunately we did not get the prerequisite 10 qualified entries so, alas, there is no guaranteed prize at this time, but you're still encouraged to keep writing for the love of storytelling! want more details?
* Poem* Species Dysphoria II
#3 of poetry the second entry in my series of free-form photo-poetry, all about humans and their strange little ways. * * * species dysphoria ii segregation * * * | !
KoD-Ep2-Existence of the dreamworld-
We had been dragged out of bed during the middle of the night, by as before mentioned in my last entry we got introduced to the dream world.
D.E1 Chapter 7: An endless source of energy
Our ships were in entry mode. shields at maximum capacity, entry brakes working at full. slowly but steadily, we gained speed. the blue glare of the tail started to cover our entire field of vision, until we got blinded by the cloud of ice and dust.
Flight of the Fallen Angel
The dracine laughed, "very carefully." he started, then tapping a couple contacts, "re-entry in t minus one minute thirty eight seconds, mark!" then all was silent except for the genital whirl of the air.
The Gryphon's Goal: Chapter 2, Part 4
#8 of the gryphon's goal another short entry, but that's because this is the end of chapter 2! i'll post the beginning of chapter 3 in a couple of hours! somehow courtland's eyes grew even wider than when larry had his misunderstood outburst. "no!