A slave is asked to perform a task that he has performed many times before. But this time is different. This time he can not bear to do what has been asked of him and he risks everthing to flee captivity.
Eventually it turns into saving lost spirits. The first part was a college paper I wrote in the summer of 1995. I don't remember where I was going with it. Part two I wrote this week and it fills in where the story goes and who the characters are. There will be some discrepancy between parts one and two. Part three is the actual stories. It ends kind of abruptly as I needed to move on to other stuff. It still needs to be rewritten/edited.
He was a nice guy with a nice Mormon girlfriend, right up until he came out of his outhouse and found he could heal plants and people with a touch. Nothing went right after that. Some Baptists wanted to kill him, the police wanted to arrest him, the mormons wanted to make him an icon of their faith. All he wanted to do was get married. Some gifts came with a price tag that was too high to pay.
After time, relationships can lose much of their luster and passion. Is it possible to reclaim that wonder or are we doomed to a life of mediocrity? Is there still magic in the air? Can Guy find the love that he seeks in the woods and lakes that he longs to escape to? Read on to find the answers.
An old man walks through a odd city with his grandson sent to keep an eye on him by his mother. The mother, daughter of a bard, married into the family of an Oligarch. As such, she hates when stories of her father entertaining in pubs filter to her in-laws. Pzerra is there to prevent that. His grandfather takes him to his favorite pub for lunch. A strange man walks in, causing the patrons to eye him hostilely. After he leaves, the boy asks the old man why they hate him so. Thus begins the story! / (Reviews)
As the barbarous humans encroach ever more on the domains of the elder races, the elves and dwarves retreat from the world. Hiding their civilizations in the deep forests and under the mountains. It was the barbarians' discovery of magic, however, that sealed the elders' fate. In the last city of the elves, a human shaman has sent his minions to capture one of the elder races for use in the most vile of magics. Fading from the world they may be, the elder races would teach one last lesson.
A simple peasant, whose family has been destroyed because of a marauding army and who no longer cares about living, finds himself still possessed of a desire to aid those in desperate straits, and is rewarded beyond what he knew possible.