Category Archives: Short Stories

What comes after Five?

She smiles and solitude will vanish. Darkness or light, both will seduce. Think about this, door locks behind. Island volcano lair, explosions, oh James! Atomic experiments, finally the sleeper awakens. Monster versus Monster, always humans in-between Not missing you, missing … Continue reading

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Rudigar’s Journal 16th Entry

October 1st, 2946 Things have taken an unexpected turn. Let me detail what occurred. We had resupplied and were heading north towards what is called the Elf path. Rather ironic given my companions distaste for all things Elven. Apparently, there … Continue reading

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Rudigar’s Journal 15th Entry

September 28th, 2946 We have arrived at a place called Wood-Man Town, named so because the big folk who live here call themselves Woodmen. We have stopped here to refresh our supplies and the Dwarves are hoping for news of … Continue reading

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Rudigar’s Journal 14th Entry

September 24th 2946 The last week of travel has been uneventful and the Dwarves and I have settled into a companionable silence. I must confess, that in the past, I felt uneasy with silence and felt the need to fill … Continue reading

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Rudigar’s Journal 12th Entry

September 12th 2946 Travel has become easier, especially when compared to mountain travel, though this country is untamed. It’s hard to put one’s finger on it. Trees are trees, rocks are rocks and so on. Still… I might have pegged … Continue reading

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Rudigar’s Journal 11th Entry

September 10th, 2946 The fact that I am able to write this is something of a miracle! Let me assure you, crossing the Misty Mountains is no walking holiday. Not at all. Wind and rain became additional, albeit unwanted traveling … Continue reading

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Rudigar’s Journal, 10th Entry

September 3rd, 2946 Everyone has heard stories of Giants, but back in the Shire, they are merely tales. They can be quite frightening, bones ground in to flower and what not, but still just tales. Yesterday, I felt that I … Continue reading

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