Brey- Part 1

Submitted by Anna on Tue, 05/06/2008 - 15:28

Note: There are magicians in this book. That does not mean I support witchcraft in any way, shape, or form. There are no spells, no magic. Well, there is magic. But the kind that is in fairytales. A pancake that flips itself, a talking animal, an enchanted ball. I believe witchcraft to be evil. Please understand this before you read any of this story.

Part One: The Magicians’ Plight

And There Were Three: Chapter Two

Submitted by Clare Marie on Mon, 05/05/2008 - 19:30

The fairy city of Myriada (named because of the myriad of fairies that lived and passed through there) was situated on a magnificent mountain; actually, the whole mountain was but part of the city. The Fairy Queen’s palace was on the mountain, and from there the city wound down and landed at the mountain’s foot, where it spread out for three miles round.

Save Her--Logan Thompson, chap. 1

Submitted by Paula J on Sun, 05/04/2008 - 18:59

Sara Layton never saw this guy. She narrowed her eyes, staring at him across the park. Who is he? She felt a nudge in her side, and looked away from the new guy.
"You're staring, Sara," scolded Lynda Roberts, "that isn't polite."
Sara rolled her eyes. "I know, Lynda. Wanna go introduce ourselves?"
Lynda burst into laughter, flinging the basketball at Sara. "Yeah right!"
"What? it'd be nice of us!" She caught the ball. Dribbled, shot and missed. Not a surprise there; she always missed.
Lynda caught the ball, and shot. Perfect swish. She smirked at Sara.

Utopia and a Biblical Worldview

Submitted by Kyleigh on Sat, 05/03/2008 - 17:50
This is one of my recent literature papers for Medieval/Early Renaissance Literature. There are a few other reasons I could support my thesis with, however none of them were long enough to make a full paragraph so they were not included in this essay. --- In Sir Thomas More’s book Utopia, More’s friend Raphael lays out a description of Utopia, the perfect society. Raphael describes the way the government and daily life in Utopia run, from the pursuit of happiness to their views on euthanasia.

Good Ol' Samwise Gamgee

Submitted by Heather on Sat, 05/03/2008 - 01:51
Onward, forward, following Into darkest night
There’s no hope for them
Not a glimmer of light
Plodding on
Through hopeless gloom
Bearing an evil burden
The Ring of Doom
This fell upon Frodo Baggins
The heir of Bilbo the hobbit
His friend Sam wanted to go
His wish, well, he got it!
Sam had only wanted
To see the elves
Frodo took him beyond Rivendell
Through dark dwarven delves
Dear, good, simple Sam
He bore a burden none would bear
He followed Frodo to Mordor

Oops: A CATS-The Musical fanfic!! Chapter 4

Submitted by jemiteaser on Fri, 05/02/2008 - 15:20
Chapter 4

The next few days were horrible. Macavity paid many a visit, none of which I would like to go into detail about. It seemed to go forever. Then one day, he decided he didn't need Amber anymore.

It started out normally. He came in, the four of us crowded into a corner, he pulled one of us away-Amber.
He smacked her across the face. I was stunned for a minute, then this white hot fury built up inside me. According to Charity, I started growling.

Oops: A CATS-The Musical fanfic!! Chapter three

Submitted by jemiteaser on Fri, 05/02/2008 - 03:12
Chapter 3

I don't remember much in between seeing Macavity and waking up in a small, dark room that looked windowless. From the pounding in my head when I tried to get up, they probably knocked us out.

After a while, I managed to stand up and take a look around the prison. I felt around the walls, looking for a way out.
The first thing I found was the door. It was locked.
The next thing I found was the tiny, filthy window. I tried opening it, but no luck.

I went over and woke up Amber.
"Amber. Hey Amber."

Stepping Backwards

Submitted by Timothy on Wed, 04/30/2008 - 20:05

A racehorse held by the restraining gate
I see the prize I strive to win
Excitement, desire to run the race
But only with your consenting grace
Approving these storms within

Uncertain, timid without a clue
I see the prizes yet cannot choose
Indecision, a falter before the day
Waiting for you to lead the way
To show which goal is true

Trusting, stepping out on the edge
Ready now to take the stand
Leaping into the harrowing abyss
Depending on you to protect in this
And save me when I land

Naien ~ part of chapter one

Submitted by Melissa on Mon, 04/28/2008 - 23:36
The evening was grey and misty. Melenyáriel the naien trotted swiftly through the trees, her thick, tortoiseshell fur fluffed against the cold. This was the coldest winter she had yet seen. Light snow was falling, collecting in a thin layer on the mossy ground and melting in minute drops on her fur. She stopped for a moment, tilting back her head to peer at the sky where it showed between the trees, and spotted a bird, its wings dark against the fading light. It might have been one of the Elenalië, but there was no way of telling.
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