Synopsis: A sorcerer hatches a clever scheme to make a little profit and bring some excitement to his life, but things don't go according to plan when a curious dragon interferes. *** Bending down, Mason made one last adjustment to the summoning circle. He flipped through his documents one last time, then he adjusted his sorcerer's robes and took a deep b...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
*The thralls are all leaving...* Jade told Alyssa, craning her draconic head out of the shattered cockpit and sweeping her sharp-eyed gaze across the hangar. Alyssa swung out of the breached canopy and crouched on the Raptor's roof. *Quick, Dana... the runes!* *Okay...* the redhead agreed, her telepathic voice aching with grief. As much as Alyssa felt the...
Arrival: The stagecoach arrived at the small mining town of Eclipse. It was so named because two fortuitous events occurred twenty years ago. The first was the discovery of mithril by the famed prospector Magnus D. The second was the full solar eclipse that occurred that very same day and so the mine and the town were named in that inspiring moment. My nam...
London must be the most miserable place on God's Earth on a wet day in January. There were five of us in the Library of The Exiles Club that afternoon. The New Year of 1887 was but a few days old and I had I come to Town from my customary refuge in Cheltenham to meet with my broker and take care of one or two other small items of business. After thirty years...
Chapter 1 Iris and Kata had a quarrel about Trish. Iris accused Kata of monopolizing her. They finally agreed to share her, as in she would give each one three evenings of her week, and had one for herself. Whereas Kata moved with low lives, Iris moved with the rich and affluent, the fine, noble society. She would dress Trish up real nice and take her to...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense, for they would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather He watched. It was not so important as to t...
Seeing as the original chapter 5 has been bugged -- all that remains of it is a single sentence -- I have decided to reupload it. Luckily, I managed to find it on a secondary hard drive. This is it in its entirety, and I hope you good readers enjoy it! *** Helena ran. Her strides were long, and small rocks and branches crunched beneath her soles with every...
I got into a bit of a creative slump in December. I felt like nothing I wrote was any good. To get out of the slump, I read my favorite books and tried to imagine additional stories set in their worlds. It came to naught, until I re-read Over_Red's story "Dream Drive", which he published on this very site. I managed to conjure up a character and sent him on...
This is a first attempt. Comments and criticisms that are kind, courteous considerate and constructive would be encouraging. This is a long story. It builds up slowly. There is a lot of romance. It is also a work of fiction. However references to locations, historical characters, art, music and science are as one would find in normal geography, history and...