http://www.writerscafe.org/thuaners The original writings of author thuaners en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1369465355 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/1171948/ :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/1128831/ :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/1128830/ Clarence lay there on the cold stone floor, hisarms and legs outstretched.  He wasin the Firgenduke library, which was an eight story tower made of stone andasphalt.  It was unique for tworeasons.  One, it was built toenclose a giant seven and a.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/1119022/ Two teenagers entered the Firgenduke library.  It was an eight story tower made of stone and asphalt.  A unique feature of this tower was the roof, which was a great glass dome.  When you completed the trek to the top --via a spiral staircase which snaked up the walls like a giant spr.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/1118979/ Along the northern wall of the EncumberedAdventurer Tavern was a dark alleyway. It was narrow; probably wide enough for two men to walk abreast.  Somewhere in the blackness, a man laytucked underneath a mound of thick, coars.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/1000657/ Those eyes.Those piercing green eyes, that seemed to sparkle.  Women generally swooned whenever he set his gaze on them.  He could probably melt butter, or more realistically, hearts with those eyes.But Lena was not swooning or melting at the moment.  She was just trying her best to a.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/817817/ Maruska lay in her bed. She had been laying there practically all day, feeling wretched, despondent and whatever other bad feeling you can think of. For so long now, all she had thought about was finding Anton, confronting him"and if need be"hurt him for leaving her. And now she had done all that,.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/810895/ Lena Straud sat behind the bar, eyes fixed on the stranger in the red hooded cloak. He was seated in a shadowy corner of the tavern, away from the warm amber of the fireplace and the room’s flickering candlelight.“Penelope,” said Lena, to the buxom young waitress who was walking b.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/785125/ King Bastion, ruler of Tuscan, skipped up the stone spiral staircase, which led up to Maruska’s room. She had been gone for months and he had missed her terribly. It was so good to have her back.As he bounded up the stairs in a gay fashion, his foot stubbed one of the steps, and he nearly tr.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/770866/ Three and a half weeks later…A lone figure, walked down the quiet backstreets of Firgenduke, the grand city which was the capital of Tuscan. This person was a stranger to town and had just arrived earlier in the evening, appearing not long after the sun had set. He wore a thick, warm hooded r.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/760622/ Narteb woke up the next morning in bed. The house was very quiet. It seemed that everyone had left after he’d gone to sleep. He lay in bed just a little while longer, thinking. The events of last night were so unusual, that he almost wondered if it had all been just a dream.He listened clo.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/752089/ When Narteb arrived back at his house, he got a small shock, because gathered outside was a big crowd of people. Many were carrying torches or lanterns and from a distance, they looked like a bunch of fireflies. When Narteb approached, he heard one of them call out, “Narteb’s back!&rdquo.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/744893/ Maruska slowly trudged up the wet, slippery mountainside. She was deep in thought, and barely looked up from the ground as she walked.Was this the end? she wondered. Would she never think of Anton ever again? She wasn’t sure about that. The only thing she was sure about, was that she felt.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/741593/ Narteb sat on the pier with his legs dangling relaxedly over the edge. It was raining, but it wasn’t so bad. He was actually having a rather good time. He was currently doing some fishing, with very little luck.Sitting next to him on the pier was his friend, Pip, who was blowing away on his oc.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/737963/ Ginessa and Paddles followed Mavis into the house. It was dimly lit by candles scattered around here and there. The candle flames were still and the living room had a calm and tranquil aura.“Take a seat, dearie,” said Mavis, “I’ll fetch you a cup of tea. I was just bringing i.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/736789/ Ginessa was getting tired, but she ignored it.Anton was running beside her, leading the way. It was dark as they ran through the woods. Every now and then,, the moon would come out from behind the treetops and light their way momentarily.Ginessa turned to look behind them. Paddles was there running .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/725429/ Ginessa sat down on the small wooden stool and lovingly rested her fingers on the strings of her harp. She loved this harp. Her big sister Anna had taught her how to play this very harp when she was little; those were cherished memories to Ginessa. She remembered her sister had been so patient with .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/722508/ Anton stopped.Standing before him on the path leading away from his house was a dark figure.  The moon was still being shrouded by clouds and he couldn’t make out who it was.  He was about to say something when finally the clouds cleared and the moon came out, illuminating the strang.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/717761/ Sometimes in life, we have moments.  Times in our life, that are etched in our mind with so much force, we will never forget them, be it ten years, twenty years or up until the day we die.  The night Anton brought Maruska before the King and his advisor, Lady Joyce, was one of those moment.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/714212/ “I am sorry,” said the old woman, the back of her palm feeling the temperature of Maruska’s forehead, “But there is nought that I can do.”“But you are Bruskala Dee!” said Anton, “You can cure anything!”“Or so I thought,” said Bruskala.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/711527/ Twenty-five years before...Standing atop a sheer, craggy cliff face overlooking the ocean, were two people.  One was a tall rugged looking man with scruffy dark brown hair and a strong face.  Standing beside him was a strikingly attractive girl, with red hair tied up in a ponytail.The man .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/708477/ It was a dark night.  Almost the entire sky was covered in thick black cloud.  No stars could be seen.  The moon peeped out from behind the clouds every now and then, but for the most part, it was a dark night.The mood suited very much how Maruska felt inside.Maruska and her young app.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/706760/ Two figures trudged through the snow.  it was windy and very cold, and flakes of snow were falling all around them.  They were going uphill, and looked like they were reaching the peak of a mountain.  One was a lady with flaming red hair, the other was younger, probably in her teens, .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/705365/ Narteb lay there on the grassy hill.  it was a sunny afternoon and he was having a very relaxing day.  He was laying on his back, with his hands behind his head and his knees bent.  He was looking up at the sky.  Big fluffy white clouds, looking majestic and mysterious.  I.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/704750/ The purple sky wasthere.  The sun was setting.  Fluffy beautiful clouds lined the sky.  They were on a ship.  Its name.. was  Meandermore. It was a sailing ship… a little foreign looking, with lots ofcurves.  Exotic.Cristos sat on the stepsso.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/684189/ I see a guy going on a ship to an exotic city on another continent. I know not what will happen.. but I am curious. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/684188/ The break did me good. I am invigorated once again.. and am really ready to be a writer.  I have a theme song too now.  Its ‘Price Tag’ by Jesse featuring B.O.B.You know… for me.. writing with money in mind.. hoping toget published.. hoping that people w.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/684186/ I took a few months off writing. Now i feel fresh.. and see it in a new light. It was the best thing i could have done. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/684183/ just me trying to extract or summarise what ive read http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/677817/ CONFIDENCE:-relaxed-self assured-free moving in life without bringing yourself to uncertainty after uncertainty-its also about taking risks and being able to cope with stressful situations efficiently and effectively-confidence is you know what to do-confidence is not having to talk about yourself a.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/677814/ http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080120191927AAA7ijw Do you see arrogance as a good or bad thing? I think its a good thing, as long as its not to bad or your rude, because it means you have a high opinion of yourself.... aka a lot of confidence, wha.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/677805/ ive always wanted to understand the difference between the two... and im going to cut and place clippings on the topic i find on the web into this book, to help me understand :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/677800/ http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/677403/ just a place where i can leave a note of nice places i've been told or have been to to eat in melbourne :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/677394/ i went to see deathly hallows and watching it gave me the most amazing feeling!! :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/635403/ watched deathly hallows part 1 yesterday.. and realised why i want to be a writer! :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/635392/ Reply | Delete | Report to moderator | Block user Re: [no subject]Hi ThuanI've been to Paris.  I went there for my 18th birthday.  It is really nice.  It rained the whole time I was there and I still thought it was great.  I love France as a whole.  It's my dream to ha.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/625224/ place to store locations that people tell me are good to visit! :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/625223/ oh oh yeah!! i just had an awesome idea for what to write :D an idea that got me really excited!! but first.. the background into how i got the idea! :) i was reading some stuff about Just Dance 2, the wii game. it sounds fun and the idea of playing a game that also burns calories sounds li.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/623781/ a story about a boy who gets recruited into the intergalactic war between the Xiphids and the Dresari. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/623777/ victor... overhears some guy in the tavern.. talking about... something.. that clicks.. and he thinks that it sounds a lot like... what happened when 400 years ago... a necromancer turned up?wow.. i gotta say.. writing in the b-movie genre.. is so ...... free-ing!! i dont concern myself too much wit.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/613539/ Victor Twinblade sat at his desk, piles and piles of scrolls all around him.  HIs surname, Twinblade, sounds very warrior-like, but really he was quite as far apart from being warrior like as you could get.  He preferred more academic stuff.  He actually was a monk, of the order of St.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/613534/ The one line sum-up of Medieval B-Movie http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/613533/ this story is set in medieval times. Main goal for it is to have two friends have fun adventuring and commenting on stuff as they go. Plot is there but not needed to so important. Tone should be fun http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/613532/ I'm moving onto Medieval B-Movie now, so all stuff i wrote before is going in this book to be archived :) less clutter is nice! ^^ http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/613529/ i have an idea.  its ginessa (nartebs mums bday).. and narteb after dinner wants to go up to the top of mount manangatang, because his kungfu master faye chan just got back from the mainland... and he cant wait to find out new techniques etc.his dad wants him to stay for his mums birthday but h.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/612996/ woohoo!!!i got it.i was having trouble introducing manangatang island etc... and how to make it flow but also  interesting. i solution came to me!!i gotta thank Hung inadvertently.. he posted on my facebook wall that he really liked what i had written so far.. and he reads a lot!! :D so it insp.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/610827/ Clank!Clank!Clank!The grim looking blacksmith beat the glowing hot steel with his hammer.Clank!Clank!Clank!HIs face was pure focus.  It always was whenever he made anything.  He knew that he had to give it his all.  When you do something, you do it properly.  There'.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/608668/ I came across this webpage today when i googled 'i love writing' hehe... and i really liked it :)http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2007/12/200-things-i-love-about-writing/200 Things I Love About WritingDecember 17th, 2007 by Steve Pavlina          &nb.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/606845/