This is the last part of the story. It is, as it happens, somewhat unfinished; sorry if anyone was hoping for some sort of closure. I may or may not work on it more later, but... for now, who knows ( Read more... )

I'm beginning to question the wisdom of putting all this wall of text up here, but whatever. More to come after this, even ( Read more... )

Here we go, kids.

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Misha screwed up her face in concentration, struggling to get her memory working. “Let’s see… brereth means bear, so “Watch out for that bear!” would be Lourre hai brereth, right ( Read more... )

Part of me wonders if I ought to go back and somehow edit these posts to show the actual story in order. The rest of me doesn't really know how and is fairly dubious that anyone will actually find these and bother to comment, and therefore not motivated to do so. Woo-hoo ( Read more... )

There's a ton of this, believe me. 33 pages in a Word doc, which translates to God-only-knows-how-many screen lengths here. But oh well. On we go. (for once, I don't think I have any parenthetical comments to make ( Read more... )

Yes, there's more. The story splits here; for some reason, I decided to make it a dual-narrative, also focusing on the brother mentioned in chapter one. (Refer back to the post "Worst Blog Evar" for that part of the story, by the way. Oh, and I didn't just make up the rune-based nonsense whole-cloth; a few years ago, they published a WoW D20 ( Read more... )

Because I am crazy. Also, because I posted the first bit earlier and never actually came back to put the rest up, and someone I know actually said they wanted to read it. I know! I was surprised too, to say the least. Nevertheless, here's part 2 of Thunderhoof, my goofy World of Warcraft-spinoff story. (I'll reiterate, in case anyone cares, ( Read more... )

Dreamloss ( Read more... )

Moving - driving - stuck behind ( Read more... )

"Go to bed. You'll feel better in the morning."