Of the words spoken in verse by the shrewish woman in this part of the story; these words hold a mystery at the heart of this story, there meaning is revealed by the end. Any criticism is very welcome as I am relatively new to writing, this being the second story I've written. I hope you enjoy. Thanks, Blithering Hayseed ***** Guthredd Sleeve-heart's...
Darkness fell heavily over the mountain forest as storm clouds roiled in the sky. Tall pines swayed in the growing wind and raindrops began to spatter the rocky terrain. At the edge of the forest, a forbidding structure stood, all stone and ironwork. It looked like no one had entered in centuries but one window showed a flickering light, the silhouette of a...
Copyright: lagneaublanc@ This story is dedicated to Danielle and many thanks for her for her useful edits. ================================================ The side door was, as I hoped, unguarded. We slipped through and made our way across a maze of corridors and service exits, until we hit the right door and found ourselves in the main museum hall. It w...
The boy awoke, the morning light streaming in through the window on to his face, warming his naked body. Already the day was warm, the hot dry desert air causing the small room to be uncomfortably stuffy before the sun had yet fully risen. Today though, there was an electric current upon the air. Today was his eighteenth birthday. Today was the day of the gr...
He comes... She watches as He comes to her...His eyes full of a passion she has known and searched for forever... As He speaks His words fill her mind with visions of the past...she smiles and her heart awakens... He has come to her... She has waited knowing He was there, somewhere, wandering, searching and trying to find His way to her. His eyes she feel...
The evening is dark but for the moon and stars. The air feels moist and full of summer. Crickets sound in the evening's song, and an owl hoots three times and stops. Occasionally dogs bark in the distance. At the bottom of a low hill, our horses drink from the stream at midnight. In the stark light of the full moon, I can see three earth mounds in the vall...
by My Erotic Tale and Du Lac (Thank You Du Lac for the EDIT and adding your special touch to my tale. This story has been touched by the Du~ Thank You~) The Challenge~ Thundering rumble of horses in flight. Banded together in an all out spree across the burning sands of a scorching plane. Dust cloud bellowed behind the riders, racing toward the Tower of L...
This is part 3 of a 3 part story and is not meant as a stand-alone tale. ~~~~~~~~~ Guthredd Sleeve-heart's tale (or the Circle of Hearts): Part 3 Across the dark sea and over mainland and islet traveled the tale of Guthredd Sleeve-heart's death and so hope was lost amongst the outlaw-kin. And it was at this time that Ketil ascended the throne, for his fa...
You find yourself beside a small brook that trickles merrily through a dense forest. The thicket around you is eerily silent, but the stream babbles on. The moss on the stones that line the creek are vibrantly green and full of life, a subtle contrast against the dense wood around you, a faded, dark-verdant color, tinged with the black of decay. As you follo...
Slowly, the Marquise's chambers resolved out of my tear-smeared vision. Delphina sat across from me on the couch. I'd never seen her look as haggard as she did at that moment with legs folded under her and hands clasped in her lap, staring into the distance. From the antechamber, I could hear the familiar tread of Traemene and Wilona pacing. Elsewhere in the...