AndrianTimeswift

I'm a migrant from Allpoetry.

I don't know if this will ever change, but all the stories you see here are scenes from a novel I am writing. Most of them are simply exercises for me - an attempt to figure out who the characters are and to guess what might happen to them. I really don't know, though, since the characters always seem to take over once I start writing. Anyway, I hope you enjoy what I've written and leave me helpful comments.

Stories I'm focused on

My Stories

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  • Storms and Stories
    The wind whipped angrily through Orinion's strawberry blonde hair. with a grim smile, he turned his face into the wind, reveling in the sen
    1800 words, November 11
  • Dryads in Spring...
    The morning sun glinted off the tiny water droplets left by the dew as Athendria and Windroot set out in search of herbs. Above them, the songs of the birds formed a beautiful chorus hailing the morning. The air was still, wi
    600 words, September 10
  • A Surprising Friendship
    Athendria sat gazing at the chattering brook in front of her. Her eyes were unfocused; her thoughts were clearly far from this place. The w
    900 words, 1 comment, September 8
  • Heirarchy
    "Hey! You!" a deep voice roared above the din of the crowded mess hall, bringing immediate silence. "That's my seat! Get out!" The voice be
    400 words, August 12

My Poetry

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  • No Fun to be Right
    Sometimes it's no fun to be right,
    When you really wish you were wrong.
    <100 words, 1 comment, November 18
  • Advice From a Disgruntled Marsh Wiggle
    Why is it that the glass must always be half full?
    What if, per chance, it is half full of human blood?
    <100 words, 3 comments, November 15
  • Unworthy
    I'm a poor brother:
    Always too busy to play Battleship or Scrabble;
    <100 words, November 14

My other items

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  • Column: End of your Childhood at allpoetry
    Class of 2009, welcome to the end of your childhood. Tonight, each of you stops living in the preset routine of the daily monotony you have grown comfortable with over the past twelve years. The path of your life is no longer in the hands of your elders.
  • Column: Unnecessary at allpoetry
    A rant about the pointlessness of math homework.

Guest Book

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  • Lekos Memory on July 14
    Hey there welcome to Storywrite.

    I see you came from allpoetry. Pretty awesome. I hope you like it here too. This site is like my home. Lol

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