Poetry can be many things. To me, poetry is a reflection...
A silver feather drifts upon the wind, a deceased mother's...
Poetry.
A deeper, more intillectual way of expressing oneself. More than mere words, more than simple sentances...it is pure genious.
More info...A picture can say a thousand words, but what about a whole album of art, scenes from the various turning points and highlights of the past two hundred years?
A series of short stories, mostly one-shots with a few part one and twos sprinkled in. First titled "Snap-shots of the Cycle".
More info...My NaNoWriMo story for 2009.
In the land of Davinina, Alganard, the King of Many Virtues, has died and given each of his twelve sons a gift of their choice. They youngest, and wisest son asks his gift last, being the youngest, and asks for the crown. Driven by jealousy, his brother murders him and an ancient prophecy comes alive. Now the brothers must fight in an epic battle of cataclysmic proportions disrupting the very fabric of time, space and unity. All for the crown of Davinia!
More info...There is but one dragon egg left of three that remained off the fall. It is emerald green, beautiful beyond any comparison. The dragon inside shall surpass the glory of Thorn, Shruikan, and even Saphira Brightscales. But this egg is in the possesion of the evilest man ever seen in these lands. A young human named Trayce will attempt to recover this egg, but things will be much different than he expects.
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