Excerpt from Gargul (part 2)
It is early evening as you stop by a farm along the road, asking how much further it is to your destination - the city of Wiss. As far from the war as possible. Recieving word that your goal is no further than 4 hours walk from there, you decide to...
Excerpt from Gargul (part 1)
The Four Stags was a large house; by the looks of it a small farming house that by time had expanded room by room, and was now 2 stories high with lots of small tower-like projections and balconies. The outer walls on the ground floor were made of...
Father's Day [Vent]
#1 of short stories okay, so i wrote this on father's day [and is one of the stories you can find on my weebly]. i just wanted to upload something here tonight before i attempted to start writing again properly. oh yeah!
Faux Gold
Just a little short story i made. the hiker climbed the muddy mountain road, the rain pouring down on him. his boots sunk deep into the mud, his blue eyes' sight blurred by the rain.
Nothing else compares
I wish I knew why people hated me so much, nothing else compares to the feeling of knowing that even your own parents telling you that you shouldn't be alive. The main reason why I lived until I met my fiancee is out of spite. People would always tell...
The fox and the pound part 2: old love and fear a new
We where comeing back from a failed hunt with are tummy's still empty and no hunt left we went ahead and left the woods to go and see if there is anything outsied of are land that we been in all are life.We where at the vary eage of the woods and we...
Rails of Ice: Intro
The sound of the train whistle was shrill in the freezing air, the black locomotive's brakes squealing as the wheels slid across the icy metal surface of the frozen rails. It was all a blur, no one saw what had happened, at first it was like any other...
Rain
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I?" These were the first questions many clones had when they first gained consciousness. It was a time span in which the clones would try and figure that out though their interactions were often limited. They could not...
The Assassin
There was silence. Dead silence. The hunt had began for Xennia, and she was stalking her target slowly, letting the darkness of the night hide her. The target was an armed male wolf, and had many blades and knives on him. The location was a jungle much...
Undertaker of Valen
The room was dimly lit by moonlight. The gloomy paint on the wall chipped and the floorboards dusty with signs of decay. A man sits alone in a rocking chair facing a window,silently rocking back and forth as though he was expecting someone. No one...
Nowhere Hotel: the frist floor
Nowhere Hotel: The First Floor The door falls inward, I fall through. The lights slowly turn on. I am face down on the carpet. Deep, dark and red. The thick fibers of the rug are almost long enough for a man to grip in his fist. I look side to side...
Brains And Brawn
#1 of short stories a short story i wrote in a single night with minor edits. brawn was a special raccoon. while barely even a year old, he killed the prior top raccoon, tyrant, ending his reign of terror over the forests of north-east america.