Hey there. Time to start posting a few of my works for all to see.
What are my Snippits?:
My snippits are just pieces of back story to some of my characters and usually take place at important events in their lives.
The following snippit is one of my very first pieces of real writing that I tried. This was written 3 years ago and remains unedited. I'm aware of spelling mistakes and grammatical errors but I figured I might as well show you the raw material.
King Liam Knightwish's opening story:
Liam stormed into the Grand Council chamber, it was late at night and the chamber was dimly lit by candles. The thirteen members of the Grand Council sat behind a large circular desk which ran around the room, leaving an open space in the doorway for people to enter. Liam's eyes were alight with anger.
Which he did nothing to hide from these men; these men had hated him since the day he could walk and even now being near them made him angry.
"What the hell happened!?"
Liam shouted to the men, His younger brother, Ethann shrank away from him as he stormed into the centre of the room "Well? What in the name of the gods happened!?" Nobody spoke and a minute of eerie silence rang through the chamber, finally a small man squeaked
"Your father and his men were overrun by the humanis... We did w-"
Liam grabbed the nearest book and lobbed it at the man’s head. The man ducked for cover and the book hit the wall behind him, leaving a large dent in the once perfect wall. "What the hell do you think you're supposed to be doing!?" Liam yelled
"You are supposed to support the king in his absence and send with him the best of our knights, yet you sit here, getting fat on your damned wooden thrones! While the Humanis march strait through our border and go as far as to kill our king!"
"Liam..." Ethann said quietly, reaching out towards his brother, Liam shrugged him off and continued "You are all worthless! You are corrupt! You are all Idiots!" With a twirl of his cloak Liam stormed towards the door,
He opened it and stopped "When is the funeral?" he asked, the mood lightened as Liam seemed to calm down and another man answered "two days from now, the coronation of the new king will follow directly after" Liam gave a slow nod, A single tear catching the moonlight as it rolled down his face. Not only was this man his king, but he was also his father, Liam loved him more then he let on. He was an outcast to the world he lived in.
Known as the Red Prince to the villagers on the count that he always wore a blood red cape when in public and because he was the man who beheaded all criminals that are deemed serious enough to be given directly to the castle. Many whispered the word "Murderer" when he walked past and many peasants used the sign to ward off evil whenever Liam came near.
He didn't care though, the reputation meant that people left him alone, Unlike Ethann, People always came to him, the girls came to him to try and woo him. The men came to him to gain advice; the women came to him to ask his opinion on certain topics. He was the one they loved and he loved every minute of it. But not Liam, they never gave him the chance to be kind; the moment that he attacked a child who punched him when he was 5 instantly marked him as trouble. Liam was sick of it all.
But then again, He was the eldest brother in the family.... This meant...... Come two days..... He would be king....
"Submit to me Earthly Prince" (The Prince is the king in the previous Snippit's son)
The floor burned to the touch, fire rose around the Prince who stood with sword at the ready. A cackling laugh could be heard over the crackle of the flames. "Why O' earthly Prince? Why not submit to me as your body has?" a light and taunting voice said. The Prince shut his eyes "I will not submit to you evil, rather I die then be used as your mindless puppet to bring about pain and suffering!" the laugh continued "Oh Liam my child, you already are my puppet and have been since before you were born, you were marked the day your father begged for my help. You are my property" The flames began to rise around the prince, who jumped backwards slightly to flee from the heat "I... I refuse! I chose my own fate, I defied your torment and the madness you spread over my mind. I am no longer yours to corrupt and to use, I will fight you for the good of my kingdom and my race!"
The laughter grew louder as a young boy with blood red hair and tattoos over his body walked through the fire, the laughter and the voice both seem to be coming from the boy "Your kingdom has been destroyed entirely, United under human and Bara-kell that are not loyal to you and your race have been decimated, irony that the royal family be the last surviving people of your race, but then, that's how I planned it" the boy grinned and with a wave of his hand threw the Prince up again the burning wall of red rock. As he hit the wall the rock grew out and trapped his hands and feet within the rock wall. The prince let out a yelp of pain as the rock began to burn his hands and feet, the sword that was previously in his hand melted away to nothing, the boy walked up until their noses were almost touching "You are nothing and I will make sure you remain as nothing. I know what my sisters plan is but you will never achieve it. You will lose your mind long before your families sins are atoned for, and then you will belong to me and become my vessel."
The Prince looked up and laughed in the boys face "Oh Khain, I'm not here to atone for my families sins, I'm here to become a god" the boy backhanded the prince "You will address me as The Devil, Evil, Or God of Wrongdoing, You will not ever use my name and you will not ever become a god" the boy's arm suddenly began to shine slightly and go transparent "Looks like my time with you is up Prince, you're mind will be mine. Now enjoy the next hundred or so years in agony" He laughed again as his whole body turned transparent before vanishing entirely.
More perhaps to come. Please critique and give me your honest opinions.
What are my Snippits?:
My snippits are just pieces of back story to some of my characters and usually take place at important events in their lives.
The following snippit is one of my very first pieces of real writing that I tried. This was written 3 years ago and remains unedited. I'm aware of spelling mistakes and grammatical errors but I figured I might as well show you the raw material.
King Liam Knightwish's opening story:
Liam stormed into the Grand Council chamber, it was late at night and the chamber was dimly lit by candles. The thirteen members of the Grand Council sat behind a large circular desk which ran around the room, leaving an open space in the doorway for people to enter. Liam's eyes were alight with anger.
Which he did nothing to hide from these men; these men had hated him since the day he could walk and even now being near them made him angry.
"What the hell happened!?"
Liam shouted to the men, His younger brother, Ethann shrank away from him as he stormed into the centre of the room "Well? What in the name of the gods happened!?" Nobody spoke and a minute of eerie silence rang through the chamber, finally a small man squeaked
"Your father and his men were overrun by the humanis... We did w-"
Liam grabbed the nearest book and lobbed it at the man’s head. The man ducked for cover and the book hit the wall behind him, leaving a large dent in the once perfect wall. "What the hell do you think you're supposed to be doing!?" Liam yelled
"You are supposed to support the king in his absence and send with him the best of our knights, yet you sit here, getting fat on your damned wooden thrones! While the Humanis march strait through our border and go as far as to kill our king!"
"Liam..." Ethann said quietly, reaching out towards his brother, Liam shrugged him off and continued "You are all worthless! You are corrupt! You are all Idiots!" With a twirl of his cloak Liam stormed towards the door,
He opened it and stopped "When is the funeral?" he asked, the mood lightened as Liam seemed to calm down and another man answered "two days from now, the coronation of the new king will follow directly after" Liam gave a slow nod, A single tear catching the moonlight as it rolled down his face. Not only was this man his king, but he was also his father, Liam loved him more then he let on. He was an outcast to the world he lived in.
Known as the Red Prince to the villagers on the count that he always wore a blood red cape when in public and because he was the man who beheaded all criminals that are deemed serious enough to be given directly to the castle. Many whispered the word "Murderer" when he walked past and many peasants used the sign to ward off evil whenever Liam came near.
He didn't care though, the reputation meant that people left him alone, Unlike Ethann, People always came to him, the girls came to him to try and woo him. The men came to him to gain advice; the women came to him to ask his opinion on certain topics. He was the one they loved and he loved every minute of it. But not Liam, they never gave him the chance to be kind; the moment that he attacked a child who punched him when he was 5 instantly marked him as trouble. Liam was sick of it all.
But then again, He was the eldest brother in the family.... This meant...... Come two days..... He would be king....
"Submit to me Earthly Prince" (The Prince is the king in the previous Snippit's son)
The floor burned to the touch, fire rose around the Prince who stood with sword at the ready. A cackling laugh could be heard over the crackle of the flames. "Why O' earthly Prince? Why not submit to me as your body has?" a light and taunting voice said. The Prince shut his eyes "I will not submit to you evil, rather I die then be used as your mindless puppet to bring about pain and suffering!" the laugh continued "Oh Liam my child, you already are my puppet and have been since before you were born, you were marked the day your father begged for my help. You are my property" The flames began to rise around the prince, who jumped backwards slightly to flee from the heat "I... I refuse! I chose my own fate, I defied your torment and the madness you spread over my mind. I am no longer yours to corrupt and to use, I will fight you for the good of my kingdom and my race!"
The laughter grew louder as a young boy with blood red hair and tattoos over his body walked through the fire, the laughter and the voice both seem to be coming from the boy "Your kingdom has been destroyed entirely, United under human and Bara-kell that are not loyal to you and your race have been decimated, irony that the royal family be the last surviving people of your race, but then, that's how I planned it" the boy grinned and with a wave of his hand threw the Prince up again the burning wall of red rock. As he hit the wall the rock grew out and trapped his hands and feet within the rock wall. The prince let out a yelp of pain as the rock began to burn his hands and feet, the sword that was previously in his hand melted away to nothing, the boy walked up until their noses were almost touching "You are nothing and I will make sure you remain as nothing. I know what my sisters plan is but you will never achieve it. You will lose your mind long before your families sins are atoned for, and then you will belong to me and become my vessel."
The Prince looked up and laughed in the boys face "Oh Khain, I'm not here to atone for my families sins, I'm here to become a god" the boy backhanded the prince "You will address me as The Devil, Evil, Or God of Wrongdoing, You will not ever use my name and you will not ever become a god" the boy's arm suddenly began to shine slightly and go transparent "Looks like my time with you is up Prince, you're mind will be mine. Now enjoy the next hundred or so years in agony" He laughed again as his whole body turned transparent before vanishing entirely.
More perhaps to come. Please critique and give me your honest opinions.