“Gentlemen. I’m sorry for the secrecy prior to this meeting but it was a case of maintaining national security.” The General turned to face the room. Twelve people sat around a slightly oval table waiting for him to continue. The General was a fairly large man, powerfully built and had the look of a man
He woke up to darkness, always darkness. But now he knew. He knew everything, except why it turned out the way it had. But still it was time. Time to start it all. He got up, walked over to the window. Looking out he wondered if he was going to miss the view, if he
I would love to have more graphical art both on my site, and also tied in to the stories I write. Basically, if you are an artist or know someone who is I would love to see some art drawn about the scenes I describe. In the long run it could also be really cool
Jonah awoke with a start, bolting upright in his bed. He had had the same reoccuring dream again. That horrible frightening dream. He had been in some sort of a tower, and really bad things happened. He could never remember really what it was, but is scared him to the core. He glanced over at
“Gentlemen. I’m sorry for the secrecy prior to this meeting but it was a case of maintaining national security.”
The General turned to face the room. Twelve people sat around a slightly oval table waiting for him to continue. The General was a fairly large man, powerfully built and had the look of a man who gets things done the way he wants and wen he wants. Read more
He woke up to darkness, always darkness. But now he knew. He knew everything, except why it turned out the way it had. But still it was time. Time to start it all. He got up, walked over to the window. Looking out he wondered if he was going to miss the view, if he was going to miss anything at all. Big things were going to happen and he was the reason, the catalyst of it all. And they would never know. Yes, it was time. It called to him. Everything was ready. He walked away from the window, and went to the control-panel. “All systems are go” he mused to himself and pushed the button.
I would love to have more graphical art both on my site, and also tied in to the stories I write.
Basically, if you are an artist or know someone who is I would love to see some art drawn about the scenes I describe.
In the long run it could also be really cool Read more
Jonah awoke with a start, bolting upright in his bed. He had had the same reoccuring dream again. That horrible frightening dream. He had been in some sort of a tower, and really bad things happened.
He could never remember really what it was, but is scared him to the core. He glanced over at Read more
The Calling is a sci-fi work in progress and I will be posting bits of it here as they finish.
Power.
He could feel it coursing from the body and in to him. The wonderful feeling of the power from a powerful magi becoming his.
Almost on its own will he raised his arm, summoning the magic and creating a small fireball. The power accelerating shooting it towards the shelves by the wall.
Flames quickly engulfed the room.
It was time to leave, he could hear footsteps coming up the tower.
With his his new powers he easily created a portal out of the room and to his hideout in the mountains.
He had the power now, and soon they would all know it.
The magister was dead, his revenge was close at hand.
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