Tag: fantasy
member name: Alison Pearce
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April 20, 2008 07:42 PM EDT --
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May 14, 2008 12:45 AM EDT --
Come Ceridwen
Triple goddess of grace and change
The maiden, the mother, the crone
Three faces, three worlds
Earth, the heavens and the sidhe
Thrice loved by all who behold you . . . more
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April 02, 2008 06:01 PM EDT --
Su pin e, the darkness is envelo pin g me
Drip pin g from above, despair and misery
Lu pin e features ga pin g back from the mirror
Overstep pin g boundaries, cree . . . more
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August 18, 2008 08:37 PM EDT --
Some of you may recognise this story. It is one I have been developing for some time. It has been extended and refined a bit more and I'm entering the revised chapters into Genre Creative's Judges . . . more
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August 18, 2008 08:59 PM EDT --
Critiques welcomed
The sky above Shapell was abruptly filled with the winged forms of giant, golden skinned people dressed in leather trousers and jerkins. . . . more
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August 18, 2008 09:13 PM EDT --
Critiques welcomed.
Oak's words were met with open curiosity. Everyone gathered in . . . more
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May 15, 2008 02:28 AM EDT --
From his vant age point on a foli age covered hill
Beneath an oppressive m age nta sky
The S age looked down and cried aloud
To see his proud herit age fall and die
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April 29, 2008 09:18 PM EDT --
Inside the hedge, Asha and Theilc were washed an emerald green as the sun tried to push through the dense foliage. The little man swung nimbly down from the branch he'd been standing . . . more
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June 26, 2008 08:10 PM EDT --
The s tor m hit as Vic tor stared out the window, watching the tail reflec tor 's on the jani tor 's mo tor bike disappear into the gloom. The trees of . . . more
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August 18, 2008 08:47 PM EDT --
Critiques welcomed.
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June 24, 2008 08:39 PM EDT --
Sandra woke to the song of the tide coming in, that unique mix of crashing symbols as the waves lapped at the shore and the gentle rolling drums of the water swelling and collapsing. . . . more
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December 02, 2007 03:16 AM EST --
As Marcas began climbing out of the river, he looked up and, just for an instant, saw two impossibly tall figures moving through the smoke and shadows straight toward him.
He reeled back in . . . more
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December 09, 2007 07:03 PM EST --
Turning swiftly in alarm, he came face to face with the one thing he had feared. Tall and pale, Benson stood behind him, flanked by his closest minions. The four vampires in long black cloaks grinned . . . more
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