Long story short, use to be a pretty good writer, but that was then, and now is now. Specially looking for constructive criticism regarding dialogue, and scene depiction. Can you imagine yourself within the story? Yet apart from it, a finite observer with no control, just along for the ride? ------------------------------------------------------------------...
Her name was once Elzbeth Thomas but now she only knew herself as Azrael Lefay. Once she was a woman of stature, of high moral standing. Now she was nothing but a vile creature of the night, a parasite forced to live amidst the herds of those she preyed upon, a mere shadow of the woman she had once been. For a few moments carnal pleasure, she had been foreve...
My name is Clarice Jensen. I was born in the town of Baton Rouge, State of Louisiana, in the year of our lord 1823. Born of a white male plantation owner and an African female slave. I grew up on the Jensen Plantation, from which I escaped in 1846. I ran away to the City of Boston, Massachusetts. At the time, the Northeast was considered a bastion of liberty...
For years, Baron Draieh had been seeking a way to take over the neighboring Duchy of Artal. In order to achieve his desires, he needed a way to capture the territory without Golgoth's king getting involved with his army, though. There were many in the court who thought he'd succeeded when he arranged the marriage of his foppish son, Raek, to Duke Artal's dau...
CHAPTER 13: FATHER, OTOU-SAN PAPA! The black Maybach drove into the gate of Mafia Mansion with loud cheers from the crowd around. Everyone was is in joy, except for two persons, one is for Makena and the other is Chuck, of course. He was alright until he saw the writings on the banner, the enthusiastic bunch wrote... "Congratulations Big brother on finall...
The Renaissance Faire has always been a refuge for freaks and weirdos. A safe place for the socially awkward and misunderstood. For the last 3 years, however, Notts' Renaissance Faire in Georgia has expanded it's demographic to a new clientele. One with incredibly deep wallets and the need for total and complete anonymity. But before we get into that, let m...
The Haunting -- of the Daughter by the Mother Released in 1963, the original version of The Haunting lives up to its name. Directed by Robert Wise, the black and white film opens with a shot of a large old mansion in shadow. A narrator tells the audience, "Hill House had stood for ninety years and might stand for ninety more . . . Whatever walked there, wal...
That scraping sound on my windows again. I crawled off the bed with an effort, it is awfully cold. Flakes of rust came off the hinges as I forced the windows apart and cool air rushed in from the night and I hunch into my thin robe as far in as possible. The moon-washed backyard is empty, as I lean out of the sill to peer into the gloom. It's always the same...
The windows on the car were covered with droplets of water. The large snowflakes were melting the moment they touched the car. The heat was on in the car and had been on high for quite some time. Alicia and Danny sat quietly as Danny navigated his way down the road. The snow was coming down heavy and it was difficult to see the road ahead. "Drive carefully...
In the back room of a dusty dive bar... The man sitting in the tall chair behind the desk in the shadows was old, some in the organization thought, too old. He never paid them much heed though. They all feared him enough that their opinions would not hurt him before his cancer did. And with the treatment he was getting, he might not even have to fear that fo...