More writing, this time in the Giadriana world.

Four drabbles

Another drabble for Jeb, linked to my writing journal this time.

Lily White

Jeb gave me a list of prompts the other night. This is from one of them. There is another that comes before it, but this one can be read alone. He wanted Tully and Tsugi. I did my best.

Cross-posted to my writing journal.

( Tully's gift )

Well, jut for record's sake, I'm posting some more of this thing. This would be the second part of the story, and, as it says, it happens a few years later. Prolly 2 or 3. ^^ Alythar makes another brief appearance, but nothing spectacular. So much for the future Chosen, eh? Well, we all start somewhere.

( Three of the wee’uns were not getting better, and Nash was old enough to know that the gods only helped those who helped themselves... )

Happy B-day to the Les. ^_^

Also, here is the first past of the afore-mentioned story. To anyone who decides to read and is unfamiliar with my loveley Terra:

( About Giadriana, and a VERY brief history of the world) )

So. Fun last night. 12 hours of fun. 4:30 a.m. leaving. Stephen Lynch = <3. Novacks. Wal-Mart. Egg rolls? What happened to them? Rent. No DDR. Fun. So fun. Craziness. Not chronological ( Read more... )

I can't stop... -_-; I at least hope these aren't too bad?

This one assumes out party is in a Forgotten Realms setting. it's the world I know best, and it fit the plotbunny, so here it goes. ^^;

( the Underdark )

More of our party, written out of boredom. Don't read if ya don't want, but if you do, tell me. ^^

( Oh those crazy rogues )

Belgh. I am in a pit devoid of motivation. The only thing I can do is read. And not anything by Plato. =/ My manga needs are met, but my scholastic needs are lacking somewhat. And my creative... meh. we should not even go in to how much they are sucking. I did manage to write something that pleased me, but it's just a snippet, so don't expect much ( Read more... )

There once was a dragon, not the smartest of beasts, who lived in the sky with a head full of fleece. He looked in the pond everyday and saw a mighty beast of power staring back, and fluttered his wings and shook his scales with pride. But, like most that dwell in the realm of misplaced vanity, the dragon was arrogant to a fault and frightfully, ( Read more... )