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Archive for the 'Stories' Category
Tuesday, July 1st, 2008
This is the whole version of the story I posted a couple snippets to. I know it doesn’t have so much of an ending as it does a beginning.
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Tonight I need an item forgotten in a closet in the Grazlov estate in town. Guard dogs roam inside the gate, but they will be [...]
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Monday, June 23rd, 2008
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I need an item forgotten in a closet in the Grazlov estate in town. Guard dogs roam inside the gate. The sides of the house are less guarded than the front or back. I will have the rear window on the right side of the house left unlocked. The closet you [...]
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Friday, June 20th, 2008
Frendei was chilled to the bone. The Halfling stood in the pouring rain, trying hard to etch the details of the stone mansion in his mind. At his feet, rivulets of water wore hard at the muddy road. The job had to be done tonight, regardless of the weather. Pulling his [...]
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Monday, June 9th, 2008
Life underground was rough, with all the creatures that wanted to eat you. One never knew when a perfectly peaceful mining operation would turn into a fight for your life. Ambushes were easier to handle if you simply used one of your tools as a weapon.
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Monday, May 5th, 2008
The elephant lifted Maya up to the platform on its trunk. That alone was enough to capture the crowd’s attention. The seemingly docile behemoth took a couple steps back, swaying while moving.
Her salvar pants ruffled in the slight breeze up on the platform. They were just loose enough to billow, but not [...]
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Wednesday, April 30th, 2008
In his plate armor, carrying his maul, he looked pretty tough…for a gnome. He had heard about this land above. He wanted to look tough. He wanted to look menacing. He wanted people to skirt around him. He didn’t want people getting close to him. He didn’t want them [...]
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Tuesday, April 29th, 2008
Breaking off the rust:
Gairloch stepped out of the cave entrance and into the brisk night air. The sensation of not having a roof over his head was disconcerting at best. Subliminally, he clung to the earth even more tenaciously than before. How did people keep from falling up?
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Wednesday, January 9th, 2008
Let’s take this game that Chris invited me to over a year ago, and Chris’ interest in Sci-Fi (since he’s the one who invited me to the game) and see what I can come up with. I’m not sure how the game was supposed to be played, but I wrote the first sentence that [...]
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Friday, June 15th, 2007
Valnir was pleased to leave the crazy village. Tension almost palpably drained from his squat figure. Resuming their quest to deliver the wagon was the best relief possible at the moment.
Though the behavior of the strange village was now behind him, he couldn’t help wondering if such a thing could happen to his [...]
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Friday, April 13th, 2007
Dorian spotted white shapes fading in and out of the woods ahead. The trees began just the other side of where their current footpath joined a larger dirt road. The road was a blessing. It led a straight shot north to Marville and the end of their horrible quest.
Having exceptional [...]
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Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
Harlgrim Strongaxe had the potential to be the clan’s next great engineer. As soon as his talent was realized, he was taken into the guild and apprenticed. Unfortunately, this was only months before the Ripclaw invasion.
For the next two years, Harlgrim was assigned to a tunnel fighter guerrilla warfare team. Fighting came [...]
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Friday, January 5th, 2007
“I’m back from the Pass. Do you still have a message you’d like me to deliver?†Llewelyn eyed the regal elf as she walked into the sitting room.
The female elf, Alyssa, turned from her reverie out the sitting room window. Through it, she could almost see another land and another [...]
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Wednesday, August 16th, 2006
Over a year ago I began a story. Here’s a continuation:
Gohram spied a fallen tree a bit further down the path. Holding his axe at the ready and looking around once more in fear, he approached. The tree lay at the foot of a tall (tropical tree), which blocked much of the [...]
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Monday, January 2nd, 2006
“Ethel, there is something I need to tell you if our relationship is to continue.”
“John? What is it?”
“Darling, every month in the light of the full moon I go through the most hideous transformation.. For that night only I am not myself and I am controlled only by base instincts.”
“Oh, John! Please, [...]
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Saturday, May 28th, 2005
Part I—The Prisoner
The prisoner shook the door of solitary cell. The noise echoed only a short way down the hall to either side.
“Hello!?” The word rang out, traveling no further than the sounds of the shaking door. “Guards? Anyone?” The prisoner pleaded for a reply, for a voice, [...]
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Friday, April 1st, 2005
Shallya’s yellow eyes gleamed in the full moonlight. She perched high in the boughs of a (tropical tree). A faint scent of wood smoke drifted through the warm jungle air, slowly curling on the soft tropical breeze. Muted voices resonated off trees, echoing sound in different directions. Shallya’s trained hearing easily [...]
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Monday, February 21st, 2005
Yes, I would appreciate if you would read and comment on this…just like everything else.
The bug awoke from its sickness-induced slumber. Water poured over its head into the dark depths below. Light shined from above, coaxing the bug from its resting place.
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Rachel let the shower warm up as she brushed [...]
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Tuesday, November 9th, 2004
This one is dedicated to Trey who often regales us with tales of small towns…I hope you will all take the extra time necessary to read the entire thing and let me know what you think…nothing beats a true story…
In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the busy city of Bangor sits the [...]
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Thursday, July 1st, 2004
A wee fairy (or some small, inconspicuous folk) has been stealing my sleep from me for a couple of weeks now. This disturbs me greatly, for I count on my sleep to get me through each successive day. Without my sleep I am like Samson without his hair; I grow weak and don’t [...]
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Wednesday, June 30th, 2004
This is the story/scenario that came to me last Sunday. It should make for an interesting fictional piece, I think. Please let me know what you think. Warning: the Prologue has gratuitous violence.
It was a sunny day and a party of four was riding through the forest, toward the village of [...]
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