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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  • The roar of thunder shook the little house. Overhead, the branches of the great trees creaked ponderously in the heavy winds. Lightning vio
    1200 words, 2 comments, January 19
  • 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, 2009
  • 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, 2009
  • 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, 2009

My Poetry

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  • To be with you for only a moment,
    Is enough to brighten my whole day.
    <100 words, 4 comments, February 7
  • Happy Valentines Day
    (Though when I say, "happy,"
    I don't mean it probably isn't likely to get worse.)
    <100 words, 3 comments, February 7
  • Long I searched for it,
    Far and wide across the land.
    <100 words, 2 comments, January 9

My other items

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  • Column: On preventing effective evangelism at allpoetry
    The advice of a senior devil to his junior about how to reduce the effectiveness of the Christian witness.
  • 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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  • Leko Poison on July 14, 2009
    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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