Can't seem to find any inspiration to do anything. Being sick is a reason, some allergic reaction or so the kind doctor said. However, since I am reading tales of fantasy; that of King's Landing, Casterly Rock and the like, maybe I'll pen down stories that might befit my realm if I had one.
Tales of: broken pacts, travails, travels, ailments, violence, and I would suppose romance. What's a fantasy laden written exercise without all of them swirled in a cauldrom, making a heady concoction. Or it might just be so horrid that one sip will kill.
I shall call it, 'Gaols and Serpentines.'
or
'Realm of Serpents'
Cool! Now all I need is a coherent storyline.
I know the start.
'Be not you affected by the shifting thoughts of the men of the Rock. Events happen not for itself but purpose they have as a whole. For the story brought will unfold a greater piece, larger than you can even imagine. We are the serpents of GueaTar, created by the molten when the Earth was moving still. Threatened by men of the Rock appearing suddenly with flying wood and shimmering rods, of origin we know not then, our serpent brethren... '
Monday, December 19, 2005
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