@this-is-not-an-alien,

Your story has been submitted!

No, it’s my pen name. I like it too, though!

@this-is-not-an-alien,

Yes, it is. (lol, I’ve been dying to call him that since it occurred to me XD) I better clarify it better right?

Nah, I don’t think so (I mean, if you want to, go ahead). I was just trying to figure out if I should italicize it on the doc or not. XD

(And Lily’s a cool name – it doesn’t ask for more than that. :))

@this-is-not-an-alien,

Is this part supposed to be Alessio’s thoughts? (BTW, I loved the “Tall, Dark, and Annoying” part. XD)

 Once upon a dream, there might’ve been hope for a better life.

Was it worth all the lives you stole? To see all the dreams you might’ve had crumble, just to watch the world shatter because you were alone? You know I’m…

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Ok!

Aw, man! I am entering, but I already submitted mine! *glares at past and wishes I could rewind time*

@this-is-not-an-alien,

No problem!! Do you have a title for it?

Cathy,

Do you want me to proofread it?

@this-is-not-an-alien,

I can!

The idea was simply this: Zanar woudl write words on Riure’s forearm for her to feel out. Assuming they used the same alphabet. And Lord Castle let them do that. And Riure was sensitive enough to feel it out.

In other words, it wasn’t a very good plan. But it was all they had.

Zanar tapped her shoulder – or she assumed it was Zanar. She put her…[Read more]

*is very sad Oreo won’t be able to join us* *wipes away tear*

Aw, we’ll miss you!! I get it, tho. We’re glad to have had the opportunity to write with you while we were still on the Wingfeather Saga page. As Gandalf said, “May the wind under your wings bear you to where the sun sails and the moon walks.” (Or something along those lines.)

“Welcome back,” Malvat rumbled, staring into the man’s surprised eyes. Thunderfoot stumbled back a step. “We are not hostile. Most of us. I am not hostile, at least.” Boy, that had been clumsy.

The dragon tried to decide if keeping the man from leaving would be more detrimental than helpful as Thunderfoot glanced over his shoulder, marking an…[Read more]

Holly sure didn’t seem very happy about trusting the stranger, but Lagoron could tell the humans needed rest – and to be perfectly honest, he did too. So he let Radiance follow him to the fire as the smell of roasting meat burned his nostrils.

The camp was simple but cozy, with the small fire, nook of trees, and blankets scattered on the ground.…[Read more]

Hey, guys, I’m really REALLY sorry, but life is picking up its pace and I have to bow out of a LOT of pages on here. I feel really bad having to stop critiquing y’all’s stories (altho I’ll still read them – you probably just won’t get feedback). So SORRY, especially to @skylarynn!! You guys are amazing writers – stick with it and you’ll get somewhere!