A beginning

Darkness Warmth I feel nothing else. These two sensations, sometimes associated with death, sometimes associated with new life. I could also associate these two feelings right now with a comfortable sleep. But I know that would only be half true. To tell the story of how I am where i am, saying 'I died' would …

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Lets use That which Is always Used…. I’m Back!

iYes, it is practically two o'clock in the morning, yes I'm Practically talking to myself, but I'm back, and with a whole years worth of thinking about the same stories and trying to refine them, detail them, and refine them some more stuck in my head. Also with a giant mug of coffee and sugar, …

The dispirited author

Alex sighed as he went through a pile of paper. The paper was bent, creased and frayed at the edges due to being stuffed in his bag. These papers were stories that he had written, each one being barelya page. The pages were clearly mistreated. Picking up a piece from the top, Alex sighed as …

Kael (prologue)

Bright arcs of lightning streaked across the cloudy night sky, illuminating the dark, cold, dreary world below. Thunder followed shortly after, loud and threatening the thunder brought fear to many of the denizens below. Sheets of rain washed out the warmth and color that the land had gained during the day, leaving behind a damp …

Bob and the Ghost

Bob was walking through an especially ruined part of Kathuel ruins. The stone floor was covered in fauna, trees broke through the walls and the roof was not really there. There was a strange grating sound following him. Every time he moved forward the sound followed. It was getting on his nerves. sccchk Bob stopped …

BtM: Prologue

Deep within the ruins of Kathuel a lone figure walked. He walked through the ancient remnants of his long dead home. As he walked memories of a time long past flashed across his eyes. Bob, yes that was his name. He had nearly forgotten. No, he had forgotten. The thought of forgetting again made him …