| The Randomizer - a story I wrote in a hurry for a class, only to eventually have it published in a magazine. You never know where a good idea will come from. |
| The Randomizer - a story I wrote in a hurry for a class, only to eventually have it published in a magazine. You never know where a good idea will come from. |


SE-OCT Round 5There are some things in life that should simply not be questioned. Trying to make sense of them is completely futile; they exist as a mystery without a solution, nothing more. The room that Thane was about to enter was a perfect example of one of these mysteries.SE-OCT Round 5
The door creaked open, its hinges protesting as if awakened from a deep sleep. Thane stepped out of the blackness of the catacombs and into the light. The sun's rays streamed in from a nearby window; he soaked them up hungrily, feeling his strength return. A torch just isn't very bright, and he had been longing for something more substantial. But these thoughts we


Powers of Balance: Chapter 3"To bring a light spirit into the dark end of the universe," Kendra mused, "this must have been one experienced adept. Not local, certainly. This is very irregular." She turned back to the wounded specter. "Hang in there, alright? This will only take a moment."Powers of Balance: Chapter 3
Kendra backed up a few feet and closed her eyes. She held her hands out in front of her, as if examining her palms right through her eyelids. Tom felt the hairs on his neck stand up. As he watched, her hands began to glow- only to immediately turn obsidian black, as if they simply consumed every photon they touched. They began to alternate between light and dark with


Powers of Balance: Chapter 2Tom woke slowly, first becoming aware of the light falling on his eyelids, then the birds and the smell of cold ramen, and finally a sensation akin to that of being poked repeatedly by a marshmallow. He pondered it, puzzled. It was soft, yet insistent. Too firm to be moving air, too yielding to be a human hand. And why would anybody be in his house, anyway? In fact, why was he being poked at all?Powers of Balance: Chapter 2
It dawned on him that some investigation was in order, and he cracked his eyes open. As his vision came into focus, he noticed a slight shimmering effect in front of him. It did, indeed, seem to be poking him somehow; a little wave


Powers of Balance: Chapter 1Thomas O'Keefe lazily pushed the door to his room open, venturing out into the empty house in search of dinner. It was one of those days where he had slept in late, and the lethargy had simply stayed in his muscles, nestled too comfortably to be removed by mere stretching. He had sat in front of a computer for a few hours, then in front of a book, and then the TV. Simultaneously restless and lazy, he had tried to nap but the attempt was a failure. And he had done all of this in an effort to stave off the nagging of his mind, the thinking and then feeling that would eventually come with wakefulness.Powers of Balance: Chapter 1
The rain, soft was it was
| Currently showing my last entry to SE-OCT as well as a pair of photomanips. Neither of them is great, but one of them is just meant to be a preview image in the future anyway so it's fine. |


Powers of Balance: Chapter 1Thomas O'Keefe lazily pushed the door to his room open, venturing out into the empty house in search of dinner. It was one of those days where he had slept in late, and the lethargy had simply stayed in his muscles, nestled too comfortably to be removed by mere stretching. He had sat in front of a computer for a few hours, then in front of a book, and then the TV. Simultaneously restless and lazy, he had tried to nap but the attempt was a failure. And he had done all of this in an effort to stave off the nagging of his mind, the thinking and then feeling that would eventually come with wakefulness.Powers of Balance: Chapter 1
The rain, soft was it was


Powers of Balance: Chapter 2Tom woke slowly, first becoming aware of the light falling on his eyelids, then the birds and the smell of cold ramen, and finally a sensation akin to that of being poked repeatedly by a marshmallow. He pondered it, puzzled. It was soft, yet insistent. Too firm to be moving air, too yielding to be a human hand. And why would anybody be in his house, anyway? In fact, why was he being poked at all?Powers of Balance: Chapter 2
It dawned on him that some investigation was in order, and he cracked his eyes open. As his vision came into focus, he noticed a slight shimmering effect in front of him. It did, indeed, seem to be poking him somehow; a little wave


Powers of Balance: Chapter 3"To bring a light spirit into the dark end of the universe," Kendra mused, "this must have been one experienced adept. Not local, certainly. This is very irregular." She turned back to the wounded specter. "Hang in there, alright? This will only take a moment."Powers of Balance: Chapter 3
Kendra backed up a few feet and closed her eyes. She held her hands out in front of her, as if examining her palms right through her eyelids. Tom felt the hairs on his neck stand up. As he watched, her hands began to glow- only to immediately turn obsidian black, as if they simply consumed every photon they touched. They began to alternate between light and dark with
| My NaNoWriMo story; it may be a bit rough, but I'm pleased with the idea so far. This is also my first attempt at a long story since TMiS came to a halt; I think I've learned quite a bit since then. |


A Light in the Darkness Ch. 0PrologueA Light in the Darkness Ch. 0
From the journal of Alvis Hardwin, CEO of IRIDOT December 11th, 2021: This has all gone wrong very wrong. The way it looks now, I might end up on the wrong side of a massive lawsuit, or a set of prison bars. Im going to have a hard time explaining what happened here to the families of those scientists, since I know so little about what occurred today. Im going to try and write it all down and see if I can get my thoughts together. I hope it will make more sense that way.  


A Light in the Darkness Ch. 1 InformationA Light in the Darkness Ch. 1
Gregory Voss stared at his computer screen blankly. A single window was open, hovering about an inch from the screen. It contained one very, very large chart full of nothing but numbers and statistics. He was supposed to be reviewing them and setting goals for the next quarter


A Light in the Darkness Ch. 2 Alliances March 16th, 2022A Light in the Darkness Ch. 2
Alvis Hardwin got out of the car and faced the house. He checked the card in his hand again; sure enough, this was it: 4514 Cirrus Street. It was the house of the mysterious Mr. Montgomery, and the site of his only lead. The architecture resemb
| My first story. Shorter than TMiS, and though I was not as experienced in writing then, I think it is still worth looking at. Chuck-the-ADDragon is in love with this story. |
| Usually there are lots of wolf-related things here. I need to add more work from my watchers; they've got some great stuff. On that note, scroll down... |
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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Okay, that's random.
But not as random as enchilada malpractice.
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ---Gustave Flaubert
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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