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Thank you, Andy. I'm planning to continue the story. Hopefully, my muse won't disappoint me and you. Thanks for the review.
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Thank you so much! I'm planning to take part in CampNano this year. This story might be a good one to write in June and/or August. Provided the muse dows not leave me again, that is. Thanks for your encouraging words.
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Cold Case "A case of burglary," Steve Mills said. He placed a folder on Adam’s desk. Adam looked up with surprise. It was his first day in the office. He had just joined the cold case team. "A case of burglary?" he asked back in confusion. Steve gave a nod. He opened the folder and took a bunch of photos out of it. "Someone broke into the house of Derek Peterson, a wealthy banker. Peterson was on a vacation. He was in some exclusive club in Spain. His house was empty. The alarm sys
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Thank you for another amazing chapter. This story really draws me in. I'm curious to see what happens next.
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Sir Gareth, the noble knight, is in a plight. He asks Cathbad, the wizard, to cast a spell that will make him the heir to the throne. However, the spell only works if Sir Gareth makes a choice and offers a sacrifice. A poem in Dr. Seuss style.
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Sir Gareth’s Plight There once was a man who sought power and fame The man was a knight; Sir Gareth was his name He came to see the wizard Cathbad at night Because Sir Gareth felt that he was in a plight You see, I want to ascend to the throne Sir Gareth said urgently with a dark undertone But I’m not entitled; I can’t raise a claim However, this is my chief and ambitious aim This is why I’m asking you to cast a spell Sir Gareth said, pacing the warlock’s cell The wizard Cathbad r
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Edward II (Lament Of The King)
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in Edward II (Lament Of The King)
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I think I sent an empty review. Sorry for that. Thanks for your detailed answers to my previous review. It's all very interesting.
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I very much liked this part. It's an amazing story. Do we really have to wait four weeks for the next chapter? Another question: Is it all made up or is there some truth behind the story?
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In the Dark I looked out of the window. It was a rainy day and fog lay low and heavy. I was lucky. I had a day off. I would definitely not leave the house today. I went back to the table and resumed reading the newspaper while eating a coffee roll and having a cup of coffee. I would have a good time. I would spend a lazy day at home. My happy mood, however, changed when I found that I had run out of toilet paper. I looked at my watch and decided to go shopping. ‘Never put off till tomorr
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# 117 The Smell of the Snow
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in # 117 The Smell of the Snow
It's actually the beginning of a story that I have never (or not yet) found the time to continue. Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you liked the piece. -
[Andrew_Q_Gordon] Congratulations Andy! :D
Dolores Esteban replied to Audi's topic in Promoted Author Discussion Forum
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The Smell of the Snow ‘What is that smell?’ Gavin thought. And what was that sound that he heard? The strange whispers filled the air. Gavin looked at the men beside the fire who drowsily rose to their feet. He tried to figure out if they had also heard the faint sounds. But their faces were blank. None of them mentioned the whispers. They looked tired and yawned. The sun was just rising. The air was chilly, and fog lay low and heavy. It was the beginning of November. Another hard wint
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All 16 chapters are posted. Thanks for reading.
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The hall was illuminated by candles. But the light was still poor in the room. The walls were made of rough stones. The carpets on the gray stone floor looked old and worn. The tapestries were rough and looked almost tawdry. The air in the hall was stifled and stale. Lyaris looked around in the hall. The hall was by no means an airy and a beautiful place. It did not look magical at all. Lyaris swallowed. The hall, nonetheless, was part of his home and it felt so good to be home. Lyaris’ heart ju
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Neldor, Aaron and Lyaris found themselves in a clearing. The huge ash tree stood in front of them. They all recognized the tree instantly. Dark trees seamed the clearing. The light of the sun barely reached the ground and the air was chilly. The three of them felt cold. "Good day, wanderers," Mimir, the gatekeeper, said in a dark and loud voice. He stood in front of them with his spear in his hand. Mimir’s look was grave. Neldor bowed to Mimir. Aaron and Lyaris followed his example. "My gree
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# 118 The Elven Lord
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in # 118 The Elven Lord
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Erendil and Lyaris drew back from their embrace. They looked up at the blue sky in astonishment. Lyaris blinked in bewilderment. Erendil’s room had disappeared. The whole house had vanished. Erendil gazed at the sky. The sun shone down on them. Erendil turned his head and saw the flower field that stretched around them. The elf slowly awoke from his trance. He realized what had happened. He had stopped channelling energy in his shelter and ward. He had been entirely focused on the human man. Fe
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Aaron and Neldor moved at a steady pace. Suddenly, however, the wizard stopped and shielded his eyes with his hand. Aaron stopped also and looked ahead. They saw a house in the distance. The walls were pearly-white and reflected the light. The house looked like a trinket in the sun. "It is an almost palace," Aaron said in astonishment. "Look at the filigreed towers, Master Neldor. They look like the towers that are described in some fairy tales." Neldor did not reply. He took in the sight. He
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Prompt 124 - Meeting the Myth
Dolores Esteban commented on comicfan's story chapter in Prompt 124 - Meeting the Myth
This was totally different from what I expected. The ending was a true surprise. The vivid image of the merman made me smile. -
A Creepy Adventure "You won’t believe my story. But I’ll tell it anyway," I said in a low voice. My look was absent-minded and I seized the cup in my hands tightly. I ignored Arthur’s piercing and skeptical look. I had accidentally found his house when I had stumbled home in the dark. I had seen the light in the windows and I had read the signboard with his name on the wall. I rang the bell because I was feeling despaired. It was already late at night, but Arthur opened the door. He led
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Farewell You hate these days These moments in time When you recall the past When you recall the dark Haunting memories Slip through the cracks of time They freeze your heart and send Cold shivers up your spine Depressing thoughts Torment your soul and mind As demons from the past Slip through the cracks of time He was a man with an alcoholic addiction Your were his unintended victim He made your life a living hell Come on, stand up and say Farewell
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Facing the past can be painful. A poem.
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Lyaris opened his eyes slightly. He saw Erendil’s beautiful face. The elf had stretched beside him and had wrapped his arms around him. Erendil smiled at Lyaris and Lyaris smiled back at him. Erendil pulled Lyaris closer. Their bodies touched. Lyaris felt warm. He felt almost heated. He closed his eyes and opened his lips. Erendil’s lips touched his lips again. Lyaris opened his lips more. The tip of Erendil’s tongue touched his tongue. Lyaris let out a stifled moan. He moved his body closer to
