The Ego Poem
I need to be her, have to be her, have to be saved from my western christian background, and western christian redemption. i want to be beautiful. i do not feel i am beautiful. i have an obsession with myself. yes, i do.
A Letter of Warning - Thursday Prompt Story [#20, 08/6/23]
Actually, now that i put some thought into it, it is also unusual of silence to side with any kingdom, as he has done so for the past week with the western empire.
RUINER: Plotless Self Destruction
Sf might like a western style thing? or a science fiction adventure in space.
Journeys of Time 8
She had been assigned to feed the western nesting grounds that day, so she had not been ready for the walk she had to take up a rocky hill.
A Turn For The Better
He took his pipe out and leaned in, it was a young female western dragon. he spoke softly "a western dragon, what are you doing in these lands...?"
The Dark Horse Rideth
The Dark Horse Rideth By Dookfiend Illustrations by Dramamine Barnaby didn't like to be kept waiting. He was a busy man with little patience, especially in a nowhere town like this...
Western Lake View of Mt. Fuji in the Early Evening
western lake view of mt. fuji in the early evening * * * i made a paper lantern, in honour of a friend, whose life i had earned, from beginning to end.
Lohikarmen: A tale of humans and dragons (Chapter 19)
# Peace comes to an end The fire kept hitting the innocent rock in the cave long and hard, the dragon's rage begging to be unfolded more. Shervan released his anger again and again until he had no fuel left inside of him. That night felt just like...
Prey (teaser) - Pulp Anthology
The badger found the building he had been searching for. A large sign which read 'Sheriff' in bold letters hung over the porch of a brown building. The place looked too nice at first glance; like the paint was no more than a week old and the wooden...
Guns of Legend: Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen Adlis stumbled in the darkness as she raced towards the bluff. She'd heard no signs that she was being pursued, but her paranoia got the best of her, convincing her that a thief or cutthroat was hiding in every shadow. In the back...
Guns of Legend: Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen Kulgan clawed at his door, which had several long gouges in it already. He'd scratched at them so much that his claws were beginning to chip and bleed. It didn't matter, though. Pain was meaningless. The food that had been given to...
Guns of Legend: Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve The first view Adlis got of the church was through the window of the carriage as they raced across the desert. She almost had to lean her head out the window to see it, but her curiosity managed to overpower her fear. Churches of...