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  • Princess Prittie sat in the royal carriage waiting patiently for Mirvanda to join her. While she sat alone in her own company, her thoughts turned to the day ahead. With everything that had happened, and although […]

  • The ensuing third day after victory at the castle, d’Gravernaugh had visited the princess at the garrison. His visit was solely to arrange with her the time of the king’s funeral ceremony, this had been mutually […]

  • A week had now passed since d’Gravernaugh and his small army of soldiers had successfully stormed, routed out, and slaughtered the filthy presence of their devilish nemesis at the castle of southern Gillion – […]

  • The zenithal midday sun shone brilliantly over the garrison at Marshtop relentlessly bathing the tower guard’s rooftop position with sweltering, rising temperatures. The sentinel position – as it came to be […]

  • The night at Marshtop silently slipped by, no incident had been reported by the sentries; all was quiet. The red hues of dawn crept across the skies slowly turning to blue heralding the arrival of the rising sun […]

  • The counsel of southern Gillion, a group of twelve high officials gathered in haste by a crisis, an emergency of state, all brought together to determine their future, their lives, their very existence, had […]

  • Princess Prittie, sole remaining royal family member from the southern quarter forming one of the four Kingdoms of Gillion, only child and beloved daughter of the late King Mestian, heiress to the throne, […]

  • What I would give now for a horse!? This thought – born more from hope than anything else had been prominent in the mind of the guard since they had set out for the Marshtop garrison. Amid the carnage of the […]

  • They had now covered some four miles in their ten-mile trek toward Marshtop, they had not come across any enemy – human or otherwise, the only other signs of life came from the singing from birds high above in […]

  • Author’s note:

    This fanciful, self-indulgent tale, began as a joke between myself and a fellow blogger many years ago. It first appeared in its entirety on the original version of Thoughts before it closed. My […]

  • Jules answered to the question “Writers block2 months, 2 weeks ago

    Inspiration is fickle and not a tap you can turn on when desired. When it does flow, go with it and leave nothing out that passes through your mind. Once the flow has stopped step back for a while and leave it well alone. When you come back to it for review consider if what you wrote is truly representative of how you felt when you wrote it.

  • Jules answered to the question “How to create a blog8 months, 3 weeks ago

    Hi Sara. To write a blog post. Hover your mouse over the (+ New) and a drop down list will appear. Click on ’Post’ to open the blog editing page. Once you have done writing and ready to post, press the ’Publish’ button which will then make your blog appear on the main blog page.

  • “Come in stranger, please come in to my magical menagerie. In here you will find all sorts of wonderful things designed to enhance your life. Do not come here looking for vengeance upon another soul, or make […]

    • Nice work. I like this.

    • Thanks Jim, means a lot.

      I love creating pictures then stare at them when they are finished until a seedling of a story emerges, I then put pen to paper – so to speak.

      • I completely understand. I do almost the exact same thing in nature. I look at or tune into a scene, a place, and let my higher mind lead me into the story of that place or time. It is always amazing to me how randomly creative the mind can be! I especially connect to the magik part of your work too since that has been a large part of my life.

  • Luce stood at the ancient observation arch, a vantage point enabling the observer to look far out across the valley which stretched on for miles below. The early morning cold bit cruelly on her face, and […]

  • When Emily had finished reading her book she put it down then looked up at her surroundings and nothing had changed in the passing of time. How much time had actually passed since she sat down to read she […]

  • Inspired by the anticipation of self discovery, Emily bounced light-footed down the chamber in search of the section she sought, her steps almost became a dance as she swept from one side to the other getting […]

  • Emboldened by the bestowal of a name by the author, the woman in red – henceforth to be rightfully addressed as Emily, passed gracefully through the threshold of the doorway into what she had been told was a […]

  • From inside a swirling vortex, a thousand cascading images succumbed to gravity and fell away like someone disturbing the base of a house of cards. At the end of the vortex tunnel a circle of light appeared […]

    • cant wait for the next hope you make it soon as possible

    • I always endeavour to produce the next part in a timely fashion. The part that takes the longest to process is finding an appropriate set of images to create the picture for the part in question. Once the images have all been gathered, I then begin the picture composite which is very time consuming.

    • very good..onward. me, not you..unless, of course it pertains to you too. lol

  • With a puzzled glance at the city entrance, the unnamed woman in red stopped in her tracks. She viewed the brooding sky with some trepidaton and felt reluctant to go any further. A strange ripple-like pattern […]

    • awesome

    • Is this the 1st one? i read the last one 1st..I’m always backass forward…lol

    • OMGoodness..i’m hooked already. Not by your writing, which is, and always has been suburb, but i see me…the old me. i very much relate, and out of my normal curiosity, i am compelled to continue. Reading, that is 🙂

  • Jules wrote a new post, Doctor Sleep 1 year ago

    “Doctor Sleep” is a supernatural horror film written and directed by Mike Flanagan and was released in 2019. The film is based on the 2013 Stephen King novel of the same name and is a sequel to his earlier 1977 […]

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