A Vacant Philosophy The Life Antics of an Eccentric Young Survivor of East Texan Idiocy Introduction To any and all that may read this, I offer you my deepest condolences. Unfortunately, I am nothing of a true philosopher. I am still a child trapped in the body of a young man. Naiveté is my closest friend. I have lived a prosperous, albeit meaningless pair of decades and I hope I shall continue to do so for several decades more. I am prone to spotting stereotypes, being sexist, offending peop...

Wrath of the Fallen Prologue The chronicles of the twelfth century held undying legends of valiant men and women galore. One such man, a man named Arelius, shook the very foundations of the Kingdom of Lerum in his time, and still they shook for hundreds of years more. His tale, a tale of strife, woe, and vengeance, he etched into the stones of time with the same blade which took away the last breath of a tyrant. Prosperity flourished, but passed two-hundred and fifty years after his death. Ta...

Tranden Chapter One ‘“Amongst the living of old, there existed a small few known as the elves. Their ivory skin reflected the purity within them. They lived with the woodland creatures, ever watchful, ever conscious of their surroundings. They devoted their hearts and minds only into each other and the continuation of their survival. For this, they fancied themselves immortal. Legends say they have walked the earth or thousands of years. Sadly, we humans fear that which is not our own way. Ti...

“Mmmm… that was a workout,” Kaze said. He stretched and wrapped his arm around Kaileen while his other hand lightly brushed her hair. His rough, tanned skin draped over the ivory skin she called her own like a blanket, warming her to the touch. She smiled in response and leaned in to plant a kiss on his neck. “Don’t get used to it,” she began, “unless you plan on making me your bride.” Kaze’s master, Lord Drake, pawned her off to him as recognition for outstanding service; it was a first for ...

I first laid eyes upon her, A beauty inconceivable, yet conceived, An untouched diamond nestled into Earth’s womb, Although others would polish and shape her, Nature never blessed a woman as much as she, She turned to me with her eyes, Blue and bright as summer’s midday sky, Already, my heart ascended to great heights, Raced and burrowed straight through my chest, And into her hands before she even spoke, The siren of tales long forgotten sang to me, Her voice was gentle, light, and as high a...

A barren plain enveloped in darkness, A wasteland of its own degree, Devoid of life, changing scarce, Melancholy awaits its demise, At twilight’s end, the rising sun catches his eye, The golden greens of the earth dance, And the sky’s choir sings its song, Yet his eyes remain transfixed, Transfixed upon fluttering wings, Wings that glisten in the warmth, She eclipses the sun, And all below the heavens, Could man ever pray for eternal daylight? Knowing full well God’s intended plan, Could he c...