Beginning<– PreviousNext–> Chapter 9 - Thera Something woke Barrenger, leaving him blinking in the dark. A tap on the chargestone timepiece on his bedside table showed that it was an hour until dawn. What had made him wake up? He almost turned over to go back to sleep when he heard it again, more clearly … Continue reading Outcasts & Runaways – Part 1.10
Hello hello, and welcome back to the River Blog! This will probably be a short one (unless I ramble, which is likely). First, for those who were here last week and were expecting another short story based one one of the prompts I received (as I promised), I do apologize for the change of plans! … Continue reading RB – Small Victories
"The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing to find the place where all the beauty came from." - C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces Welcome back to the River Blog, my friends! I hope you had an exciting week! The highlight of my weekend was garage saleing with my sister and mom … Continue reading RB – More Random Acts of Kindness
Hello and welcome back to the River Blog, my friends! Sorry for the unexcused absence again, but the last of my trips is finished and I may actually be done traveling for a while! I was at the Cincinnati Steampunk Symposium this weekend with two of my siblings and both my nieces. Here's a pic … Continue reading RB – The Holy Spirit, Willingness, and Time
Hello hello, and welcome back to the River Blog! I hope you've all had a good week. Mine's had some ups and down; I've been continuing my hour of writing every day for Lent, but I still hit some bumps, such as last night when this one scene of my book just would NOT come together. … Continue reading RBlog – Coal-Colored Contacts
"Don’t believe every worried thought you have. Worried thoughts are notoriously inaccurate." - Renee Jain Welcome back to the River Blog, my friends! Fun news update: MY BROTHER IS NOW MARRIED! Technically that happened two weeks ago, but gimme a break here, I just started this blog and organization is tricky. The less fun news … Continue reading RBlog – Begin Where You Are
The sky swirled unnaturally for miles above the human city, black clouds spitting sickly light and cracks of thunder. Queen gripped her scythe, eyes red with rage as she hovered on wings of fire. (Click to continue reading.)
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