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Another who is welcome to post!Qri Seomun said:I might post some stories
Truth be told ALL are welcome to post their stories here! If anyone has any critiques or constructive criticism feel free to post that, too!I might post some stories
Your point?TheAllBlackMan said:On a side note he is the third "Guardian of Stone & Light" in this thread... What the what?
Well, in the first bit they were on a grass field. It was sort of a flashback thing, I suppose, probably could've done that better >.>Holy guacamole! I am sincerely surprised you're not a published author! Your use of description is stellar. You dragged us into the fictive dream that you made. You've got some serious talent there, Valcust. One thing, though. Minor gripe. You could've made it known your characters were in a car before you did. Until you mentioned the caravan I imagined them lying down in a field on a picnic blanket.
On a side note he is the third "Guardian of Stone & Light" in this thread... What the what?
Not sure why kk is asking that, he is one too :SWell, in the first bit they were on a grass field. It was sort of a flashback thing, I suppose, probably could've done that better >.>
And that thingy just means I post a lot :3
I was more pointing out the coincidence of three people with the same title each with a love of writing!Not sure why kk is asking that, he is one too :S
I must combat one of these stories! But not now, im exhaustedValcust said:I remember seeing my old man's face for the first time.
Of course, I thought all my friends were teasing when they said a Mccloud was looking to adopt.
Well, maybe not that he was looking, but that he was here. This run-down little shack on the edge of town barely had a regular two dimensional television to speak of, much less any sort of extraordinary pleasantries.
While everyone else hurried out the door and down the stairs, I stayed cooped up in my room.
I must've only been nine at the time, but I still knew when something reeked of lies.
So, I remained on my bed, my paintbrush ever so slightly tinting the engine of the model arwing on my table a deep blue. Such a graceful machine, I'd loved the detail in this model, and saved up six months to buy it, which seems like an eternity when you're a kid. I was so enthralled in detailing my work, I didn't even hear the door creek open as he strolled in.
I've no idea how long he was admiring my work, but I'll never forget the first words he ever said to me.
With a hand on my shoulder, and a warm smile on his face, the old fox's eye gleamed with the joy of a father finding his long lost son.
"How would you like to fly one of those?"
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An adaptation on an intro to some ongoing story I've got going, which is admittedly a starfox fan fiction >w>
Daaaw, you're welcome n stuff, now go to sleep!Valcust said:Pffff,okee Xp
Expect moar original ideas then! >
...Tomorrow..
...Because it's 2:40Am for me >.>
But I do love having a place to just nonsensically type things that others can see. So thanks for the thread and all