~Book One of the Changelings Trilogy~My name is Fiona.I grew up human, but I became something more.This is my story, of how I grew wings and scales, how I met my family, how I changed, and changed the world around me, for the better.Enjoy the ride.…
The world has torn itself apart.With the panic of a new, seemingly incurable disease, the "Greenskin", governments were undermined and entire countries fractured or destroyed by riots and illness. Hunger began to spread as food supplies failed, and many starved.In the wake of the chaos, two young people gather their scattered loved ones and journey to a new home, a place where they will be safe - or so they hope. But with several destroyed cities and huge quarantine areas in their way, (not to mention a desert) how will they reach this promised land? And if they ever get there, how will they survive?…
I've been around the world... five times. I've known kings and queens and slaves and drudges, I've seen things... things you would never believe. I've written the beginning of every book ever finished, and the end of every book ever written. I've watched stars fall and moons rise for countless years... but I've never met someone like this.How can anyone have done all those things, you ask? I would have to be older than living memory. You want to learn my secret? The secret of the first word? The first glyph scratched into a tablet with a stick, thousands upon thousands of years ago? Well, I'll tell you... on that day, before years were recorded, when everyone counted by moons and suns, the very first word was stamped into wet clay with a papyrus reed, in a small house in the middle of what is now Syria... and at that same instant, I took my first gasping breath in a tiny fishing hut by the Red Sea...Highest known ranking: #215in Adventure…
When faced with plenty, we often lose sight of what - or who - put the food on our plates, the clothes on our backs, the jewels on our fingers and the ribbons in our hair. We see only the bounty around us, and ignore the small things that tug at our hearts, telling us where these good things first came from. This is a short story I wrote. I hope you enjoy it, and think on what it means.…
Where I'm going to go to spout all my cool ideas and random opinions and crap. Who knows, you might learn something.…
A collection of poems I wrote myself. Random thoughts, epic emotions, freaky dreams, and so forth.Hope you enjoy them!…
Includes the old versions of Fly, Run, and the unfinished old version of Claw. Will also be putting more stories that I haven't complete/decided to retire in here. Enjoy the chaos! And the throwbacks.WARNING; none of this is edited, nor is it likely to be. I may decide to complete the old Claw storyline at some point, but please do not bug me about it as it is not a priority. (feel free to inquire about the other stories though. I may be inclined to bring some back to life if enough people decide they like them)…