An open door. A path untouched. A way unopened.
I aim to traverse them all, the places that are untouched, and my goal is to see the world. I have no possessions or belongings other than my sense of wellbeing and the clothes on my back. I believe...
practice
Ven was frustrated with his strict training schedule. Every day was started with training with weapons, or controlling storm magic, or controlling his transformation into his dragon form. He never could leave the village, never play with the other...
draft, practice
So i decided to start a short writing project as a means of practice. practice opening a scenes and stories (because goodness knows i'm weak at those). practice describing a scene organically (another weak point).
Male, practice
Wet. There's a heavy rotund pressure on my chest. The air reeks of salt water and fish. And my face is wet. I'm also inexplicably tired. Maybe five more minutes and I'll pull my eyes open long enough to find out what's going on.
The familiar sound...
Male, practice
A clash of metal rang out as a large ripple waved against a nearby river before an explosion lit up the surrounding area leveling the entire battle field as two warroirs skidded across the river...
Story, practice
Walking naked through a stone monastery with nothing but a bucket to hide my modesty was not how I was expecting to spend my morning. Mind you, what I was expecting was for the koala nun escorting me to yell for help as soon as we ran into another...
Male, practice
Nethaniel sits at his desk, organizing papers into compact sets before stapling them in the bottom left corner. On the wall to his left, his long-sword hangs on a pair of golden nails piercing an ash plaque in the shape of a Norman Kite shield.
"This...
Short Story, practice
Exiting my apartment into the slate grey concrete hallway, I close my door and quickly swipe my phone over the scanner on the handle. With a beep and a firm click, the door locks itself. Pocketing the phone, I quickly make haste towards stairwell up...
Male, practice, quest
The tall grass swayed in the breeze. The clouds floated idly in the sky. The mountains loomed in the distance. The road snaked through the open field.
A crimson car traced the long, empty route. It's engine roared violently, pushing the vehicle at...
Transformation, Werewolf, practice
#3 of writing practice
this is a combat scene i wrote in an rp forum i was a member of.
as you greet your newfound companions, you notice another shadow has appeared on the ground, barely visible in the weak lighting behind the restaurant.
Complex, Mortuest, combat, practice
#1 of writing practice
this is a basic fight scene i've written. ripped from an rp forum i was a member of.
as you stand posed for battle, the soldiers turn, as one, turn to face you.
Fight, Mortuest, basic, practice