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Garthort the Wicked sat and unenthusiastically ate gruel. It was the only thing he knew how to make but it was not his first choice. (That was Elven Toast topped with a berry compote and a dollop of sweetened cream.) … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Gaming, Humor
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Adventurers, Contract, Deamon, Demons, Devils, Dungeons, Dungeons and Dragons, Evil, Fanatsy, Fantasy, Fell Magic, Fell Wizard, Food, Funny, Gaming, Goblins, Gruel, Guild, High Priest, Humor, Infernal, Justice, Magic, Plotting, Short Stories, Short Story, Spoon, Surreal, Sword, Treasure, Trial, War Lady, Wizard
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A Palaver Wit A Malignity
She strode to the gates of Goblinburg, formerly the abandoned city of Wild Fringe. Her dainty hooves sizzled on the damp ground. “Oy!” shouted one of the two sentries that stood guard, “’Alt an state yer business!” Both Goblin guards … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Gaming, Humor, Short Stories
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Contract, Deamon, Demons, Devils, Dungeons, Dungeons and Dragons, Fanatsy, Fantasy, Funny, Gaming, Goblins, Guild, Humor, Infernal, Magic, Magic Items, Magic Sword, Short Stories, Short Story, Surreal, Sword, Treasure, Wizard
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‘Eres Da Thing
Meanwhile, deep in a dungeon… “It dunt really make sense, do it?” asked Vork the Goblin. “How da ya mean?” replied his companion Bork, another Goblin. “Well, we’ve been hired by this evil wizard-” “To be fair, we dunt know … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Gaming, Humor, Short Stories
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Dungeons, Dungeons and Dragons, Fantasy, Funny, Goblins, Humor, Magic, Magic Items, Magic Sword, Short Story, Surreal, Sword, Treasure, Treasure Chest, Wizard
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Art Irritates Life
It’s due. I know, I know. Do you have anything? Maybe… Do you want to tell me about it? NO! Okay, okay! Sorry. I’m stressed. Because of- Exactly. We could do something else. I really need to finish this. How … Continue reading →
Posted in Poetry, Short Stories
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Tagged Art, Avoidance, Complaints, Frustration, Imitates, Life, Poetry, Short Story, Writer's Block, writers, Writing
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Reaping and Sowing
I am returning to the world of my first novel, Chosen, which you can read on this site. If you haven’t, I heartily encourage you to do so. I’ll wait. Finished? Excellent! This is a story of our hero, Sir … Continue reading →
Posted in Chosen-Novel, Fantasy, Short Stories
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Tagged back sliding, Chosen, Fantasy, Funny, Garden, gardening, Humor, Magic, Necromancy, redemption, root, root vegatables, Short Story, Sir Garfan, skeletons, skull, soil, Turnip
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Edge of the Waves
She ran along the wooded path, past towering ancient trees that loomed over her, towards the sea. Ravens squawked as she passed, disturbed by her footsteps, but quieted after she thundered by, though their black eyes followed her till out … Continue reading →
What Do You Want?
“So, you’re the Devil?” Jordan asked, “I thought that the Devil was… male.” “First, I am a devil,” corrected Marchosias, “Secondly, the Devil, the undisputed ruler of Hell, is known as Lucifer Morningstar.” Jordan took a sip of coffee and pondered this … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Humor, Short Stories
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Tagged Coffee, Contract, Deal, Devil, Fallen Angel, Fantasy, Gender, God, Heaven, Hell, Linkedin, Lucifer, Marchosias, Pass, Power, Religion, Short Story, soul, SubPrime, Supernatural, Urban Fantasy, Wish
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One Small Thing
“It doesn’t look good,” he said. “No,” she replied, “it does not.” They walked around the piles of debris that towered around them. At the peak of one, a jagged piece fell, bisecting a smaller mound of rubble at its … Continue reading →
Posted in Science Fiction, Short Stories
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Tagged Abusrdist, Despair, Disaster, dystopia, End of Days, Faith, Hope, Humor, Leap, Post Apocalypse, Science Fiction, Short Story, Tears, Trash
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In Our Nature
Wind groaned as it rushed through the gaps in the enormous stone tree, in a manner that sounded to Ghent that it was not yet ready to awaken. “This is a very dispiriting local,” observed T7-U. “I’d call it more … Continue reading →
Posted in Science Fiction, Short Stories
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Tagged AI, Aliens, archeology, Artificial Intellgence, Billy Wilder, Companionship, danger, Exploration, humanity, inclinations, Mœbius, nature, Ruins, safety, Science Fiction, Short Story, sociology, Xeno
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Detective Arpin and the Chapeau De Mystère
Forward: Again, I find myself wandering the rues of the Arrondissement. While I love all the characters in this world, I am especially fond of Detective Arpin. Sorry, Gendarme Detective Class Première Arpin, and wanted to check in again with … Continue reading →
Posted in Arrondissement, Fantasy, Short Stories
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Tagged Abstract, Abusrdist, Arrondissement, Bear, Christmas, Christmas Eve, Detective, Fantasy, Friendship, Gifts, Hat, Holidays, Marmoset, Mystery, Penguin, Reindeer Games, Short Story, Sled, Superplums, Surreal, Theft, Urban Fantasy, Yule
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