Splintered Light - Prologue, Pt 2
Splintered light takes place in the high renaissance age of a steam punk world and focuses on the adventurers of a sea going vessel by christened "the wave rider".
The Breaking of the Mask
Jokingly, he calls himself a renaissance fur. the downside to this extreme rounding of his personality is that it caused him to never quite fit into any of the groups he was a part of.
Spotted (2019)
This first offering in my personal renaissance is an update of a story first posted here five years ago.
Journey to another world ch35
Back in my world, i'd been fascinated by dragons and such, (due to the fact that i went to so many renaissance fairs).
Kingdoms: Return to Avolon
When Avogadro was informed that Volcan had awoken, he was all too eager to run back to the castle with Emrys. The young phoenix guided him to the healer's quarters of the castle, and the prince of Avolon, brimming with relief, crossed the room and...
The Phox
My speech in and of itself, is an example of something that an italian scholar of the renaissance came up with while studying the growth of rabbits.
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 16 of 37
It was only five stories compared to its neighbors, but its italian renaissance revival style conveyed a type of imperial confidence the taller glass-and-steel buildings seemed castrated of.
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Four
It was like he'd fallen asleep and woken up in the world's most elaborate renaissance fair. "what is this place?" he asked as they descended toward it. "some kind of theme park?" "even better!" the stranger said. "and...that is?"
Track and Field: Part 23 - I Will Wait
"at a renaissance fair a month ago," she said. her eyes squinted as she smiled toothily. "i saved his ass from a mob of cock-hungry maidens." she laughed. i let out a hot breath. "oh." i eyed the curvature of her breasts. "that was...nice of you."
The Artist
So great were this man's capabilities that his understandings would not be approached until the renaissance, and even then imperfectly so.
Track and Field: Part 18 - Black Magic Woman
And with that he ushered me out of our tent and into the _heart of albion_ renaissance fair. this was my favorite ren-fair, no doubt.
Carnival of Traitors - Chapter II
The forest, though familiar, was yet entirely different in the darkness. Enchanting. Smooth beeches and mighty oaks raised their arms to the sky, together with slender pines, pointing at the stars, the patrons of the night. Of its black voile, the moon...