SilverDragonFlash

       Azmar sighed as he strode through the castle courtyard; a piece of paper gripped in his right hand and a killer headache nagging at his mind. He'd left his mount with a squire and his chainmail rustled slightly as he walked past the guard with a nod, re-reading the kings' letter in his mind requesting Azmar's assistance in dealing with what he assumed to be a rogue knight. Or perhaps some kind of felon that needed to be captured. Not that it mattered to him; all he needed to know was that he was going to be paid unlike the last fool who'd tried to cheat him out of his money. Putting it bluntly the man had ended up staring up at his bod

     Fall had come in full force, a brutal onslaught of wet and cold weather. Derek had been enjoying it, as the cold weather had given him an excuse to stay indoors and play with his new computer. Today was different though. It was one of those late fall days that made him long for summer again, where the sun shone its warmth upon the world and lit it up with brilliant color. The little things added up fast: the bus to school came on time and he got to see the sun rise over the farm fields near his home. There was no wait for the train and he managed to get a seat, and actually get some rest there.     And he actually got to school with en

It's a nice day outside. The sun is shining, the birds are singing and there's a slight breeze in the air. How's that for a clichéd, picturesque Spring day? It looks nice. Shame I'm stuck on the other side of the window I'm staring out of at school. At least this is the last class of the day and I can go soon. Just another 30 minutes of droning English left. I sighed. My name is James. I'm 17 years old, brown hair, blue eyes, blah, blah, blah. I'm what you would call a stereotypical Australian high school student. At least for now. This is the last week of high school for me, ever. It's only Monday so there's still a bit I have to get t

 With Halloween coming up fast and me being the big dreamer I am, but with very little free time to do it all in, I was staring at the calendar in the kitchen Saturday morning just trying to see if I could mentally stretch that last two weeks out. "You can't stare at that calendar to make the two weeks last longer Big Red," Sam said as she came into the kitchen to get her breakfast, "You're just wasting what time you do have." "I don't have a costume idea." I replied, still staring at the dates in front of me, "Halloween is coming up next weekend and I still haven't got a clue of what I could be. John said they were going trick or treatin