"In the old days, the nation of South Sudan was known as the Kingdom of Kush, or Nubia, and it was a wonder of the African World, a mighty nation whose glory and power surpassed that of latter empires like the Assyrians, Babylonians, Egyptians, Greeks and Romans," Professor Shaima Machar said, speaking to her African Studies Class at Carleton University in t...
PREFACE Please note: There will be no voting—this is for information only; as well, comments are welcome, as are PMs and email with any questions about this essay. However, any comment which is simply "testimony" otherwise known as witnessing by churchy people, argumentative, or preachy, will be deleted immediately. This is not a forum for debating—most of...
Here's my second installment of ANT. This segment will observe the progression of Elaine and Alex's relationship. You also learn more about Elaine. No promises on the next chapter; however, I'm find it more difficult to leave these two characters. Please comment and vote! All advice is deeply appreciated. WF ***** A fortnight had passed since Alex lost t...
She sat and thought. It was not really about him, it was not about a man, the current man, the past man, the future man, or even the next man. She did not need a man to live or to love, she was intelligent enough to grow and live and progress and love clearly without one. Although she was very beautiful and her femininity had flaws, it was her flaws that nee...
The world changes but man himself doesn't change, believe me on that one. No matter how much time passes, or how many awesome technologies are discovered, lost and rediscovered, humanity shall never change. And neither shall I. My name is Abimilki Maharbal, although I go by Abe these days. A lot of people I meet nowadays think it's short for Abraham, and aft...
This is in the same series as other stories featuring my Lilith character. ***** Lilith sat on upon her onyx chair underneath the gaze of a dragon's skull attached to wall. She was hoping for a nice, relaxing day of nothing, just sitting down and alone with her thoughts but that was short lived as she could hear thumping coming from behind the walls. Very...
This short story takes on the question of why all Leprechauns are male... sort of. I knew the Pixies were messing with me earlier. They waited until I published my first story before bringing me this one. Like all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical fact, some is Irish myth, and some is straight out of my warped and twisted imagination. I will lea...
For a history as murky as a pool full of bleeding hearts, we have in this ledger a tale of the first Valentine's Day as supposed by one more hopeless romantic. It was said that True Love's birthplace blossomed from the chest of a young man and woman in Italy. It was there, some time during the 15th century Italian Renaissance, and shortly after Rome dethrone...
... He watched her as she slowly rotated while washing her hair, offering an enticing little wiggle for his benefit as she did so. She stood just over five foot six inches in her six-inch heels, with the toned body of a curvy little jazz dancer. He had always loved the shape of her ass and her incredibly pert little breasts that had recently been adorned wit...
Author's note: Historical facts may be inaccurate, and this story is fictional. Just thought I'd write this disclaimer in case readers hound me about getting my history wrong :P After a nice warm soak in the bathtub, Hoshi sat at her desk, ready to finish up another chapter of her thesis. Her small eyes, made smaller by her frowning and intense concentratio...