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The Final Days of Horkuna In the final days of Horkuna When the Eather starts to flow In the final days of Horkuna The Neather Winds will blow In the final days of Horkuna Will come the Demon Snow and if you plant the Dragon's Teeth then Soldiers there will grow For the final days of Horkuna will be lit by Balefire's glow In the final days of Horkuna Will Demons walk the land In the final days of Horkuna the Dead will rise and stand You are near to danger if you feel the Eather Flow You are near to danger when the Winds begin to Blow You are near to danger If you See the Balefire glow You are in great danger When comes the Demon Snow Will you learn the Way to tap the Eather Flow Will you learn to find your way by the light of Balefire's glow Will you plant the Dragon's Teeth and what Soldiers will you grow Will you dare to Ride the Wind And whether will you go These are the final days of Horkuna and we thought that you should Know.

Targon jumps out of the boat and picks me up in a bear hug. "Tildun ! It is good to see you my friend. it has been far too long." he exclaims as he lifts me off the ground. thankfully the armor spell on my long coat holds. Thus sparing me from cracked ribs. I love the big lug like a brother, but he really has no idea how strong he is at times. "Easy Targon. We don't have time to be mending cracked ribs." Kain said as he vaulted to the ground. I was glad to see the WerePanther/Monk even if we never really got along. Nothing aginst each other; just nothing in common even if we were both spell casters. Maybe that was it, our ways of doing magic were just different enough to be annoying. "you're slipping if you didn't spot the glow of his protective spell." observed HawkEyeRavenHair. as always the HalfShull had gone unnoticed until he chose to draw attention to himself. I was glad to see the pale skinned archer, even if he was unnerving, his skills were always good to have on your side if things got sticky. Targon had just put me down as Yeriko stepped off the boat. "Lady Yeriko; to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit ?" I always find myself being semi-formal with her in spite,or maybe because, of her being less than half my age. it is after all quite a feat to have reached her level of power in so short a time. Or it could have to do with her being a Lizardfolk Shaman. Mostly the Lizardfolk part, as they are all that's left of the once mighty Saurians. Eather way, the question of who would win if we were to ever go at it, is one I'm quite willing to leave unanswered. "We seek information. Which Melkior thinks you can acquire for us." she said. before taking the time to shrink her long boat down to a more manageable size and put it in her belt pouch. "But let us speak of this elsewhere. The full tale of our travels will take time and is best told in comfort and away from places where unfriendly ears could be listening." "Follow me then. I don't have the house as ready as I would like. Unexpected delays getting the keys. But I think I can provide basic comforts." and so we set off through the misty woods for the house of Usher.

Cool Totally freestanding short story.

So now I'll never know Who/what the girl is Where she is/ what that place is What/(who ?) She was looking for Why not challenge yourself to find the answer to those questions. I have dreams that are like a movie preview When I do I try to write them down So I can go back later and try to write the rest of the story Going to get back to working on some of the better ones Once I've got my notes out of storage and somewhat sorted that is.

OK I'd keep reading this Just to find out the who,what,where,why,ect. More please ?

Losing is also half the battle It's just the half you're trying to get the other side to take care of.

OK Good song And now I get the Ace reference Had heard of Motörhead But that was about it Ah well Live and learn "For there is no Knowledge That is not Power" (Too bad I don't know who said that)

???? ???? Who is Lemmy Kilmister ? What does this have to do with the ace of spades ? ??? ?? ?

The mist swirl out over Lake Auber. I glance at the Stardial, soon... I hate waiting around places like this; But this time of year that Leth cross current is really nasty. Yeriko knows what she's doing and all; but still... A flash of Eldritch light out in the fog. Is it them? I wait, gathering power. If it's them I can use the power to help get the boat ashore If not... A carved dragon's head with glowing green eyes breaks through the mist. Kabaru I'd know that boat anywhere. I quickly reach out with the power I've gathered. The dragon's mouth opens and clamps on to my rope of power as soon as I toss it. I run the other end through the ring of Feromantic Iron set in the side of the obelisk for just this purpose. And then toss the free end out to Targon as soon as I see the big barbarian on deck. With both of us pulling we have Yeriko's long ship up on the shore in no time.

The earth's bloodfire Pours down upon the waters of life And a power of destruction Becomes the way for the renewing mist To rise to the thirsting tree That it may adorn itself In blossoms sweet To greet the rising sun

I'll be removing my pants now As soon as I remember how The floor's a'tilt The room a'spin I blame it all on too much Gin I'd just stay here On the floor But have a need I can't ignore Must make my way To the bathroom door New line The cold rain keeps on falling

Walking through the twilight, and the shadows Of the canyons of Glass and Steel Looking for the Pathway or the Doorway That will lead us back to Neidraheil Long have we been searching Through the Shadows and the Twilight Of these Canyons of Steel and Glass Where so seldom lies a pathway That is even paved with living grass How much rarer then to find a hallway With trees on either hand From which we might form a Pathway Or a Doorway, back to the living lands Oh to find a Pathway or a Doorway Out of these stone hard empty lands Where greed and profit lie At the heart of every thought, and scheme, and plan.

Sorry can't buy it. Dealt with too many people Who clearly don't care if I feel bad Plus some who care in the negative direction That is want to make me feel bad. Or is this just a fake answer That's really just part of the trick ?

Creepy As this sort of story should be. And I guess you could stop here Having given a good scare But I'm the sort who wants to know The rest of the story. Who? What? Why? How? When? Ect.

Which story are you wanting to tell ? Or which one first ? I see bits that could grow into 2 or 3 storys here. They can interlock but one needs to be the main thread. Patching the ship before running out of air could be a good dramatic short But you would need to trim away the other stuff to focus on that. If you want the ship patching as a sub thread story element Then trim it down and focus on the package or the guy. If you pick the package it's a cloak and dagger thriller for the main thread with the guy's personal growth as sub plot. If you pick the guy then he's main plot and the package is sub plot. And I'd open at the moment of impact or back at the point where he first picks up the package. I think I'd go with the impact. There's just something about a hull rending KaBang!!! That drags a reader in wanting to know what happened and what next. Or maybe that's just me. Anyway that's my thoughts on how to get this one unstuck and flowing again. The best/only? Cure for writers block is to keep writing not matter how crappy it is coming out. Just let the drivel sit and come back later. It'll still be drivel but a few good bits will float to the top And you might be able to refine and polish them into real gems. Hope some of this proves helpful.

Where did I go ? Was I here before ? Maybe someone should check the Vaults of Time There seem to be some temporal vortexes forming down there.

The House of Usher is not too far out from Arkem. Just down the lane and around the bend in the road with the big dead tree that's been there forever. You may have heard of the place. Several paranormal professors at Miskatonic have stayed there over the years. Most of them distant members of the Usher clan, even if the Usher name has mostly died out these days. Around to the back of the House you'll find a small, walled in, patch of woods. Small that is if you measure it around the outside. But if you go in... Well that's where things start getting... Interesting. You may want to take a Crescent of Astare and/or some other protective charms with you. You'll want to set out around sunset as it will be close to dawn when you get where you're going in there. Where are you going ? Well this is the Woodland of Weir. And if you follow a certain alley of Cyprus You'll come to the Lake of Auber. Watch your step it's rather foggy down there. Following the shoreline around will lead you to The Tomb of Ulalume. There's a Styx Horn hanging on a Rune covered Obelisk Next to the Lake. Auber is a sort of oxbow of the Styx close to where the Leth joins it. Watch out for the cross current. The Runes on the door-arch of the Tomb form a Gate Leading to a place on the slopes of Mount Yaanek Not too far from Leng and its fabled Library If you take the Styx route You will want to sound the Horn About an hour before dawn According to the stardial next to the Tomb And it is best if you pick a season that Puts the moon in Leo at that hour. The Lethe crosscurrent isn't as bad then.

While I didn't plan it as such The story thread hanging off of "on Nerfs and Gribbles" Is open if anyone wants to try joining in. I've run out of steam as to where it's going.

Hard call I've seen remakes that were improvements And remakes that were a disaster But in the end I'll go original Venus or Mars ?

It's time to awaken Come out and be alive Too long you have been sleeping Now it's time to grow inside So far it's been a war of hope Now prepare to cross the line Knowing that the greatest danger Is right there in your mind Perhaps you tried to hide it But the truth you can't denie You've always had the Power Now Spread You're Wings And FLY Rise on wings of ecstasy Rise into the night Hear your spirit singing As you soar on wings of light Listen to the rhythm Of the singing stars And cry aloud with wonder For the sky once more is Ours So far it's been a war of hope Now prepare to cross the line Knowing that the greatest Power Is the Power of your mind Once we were hunted Once we were afraid But 'tho we had to hide it The Power did not fade In the time of hiding That's when you were made Now you know the secret You need no longer be afraid So far it's been a war of hope Now prepare to cross the line Knowing what you find there Might just Blow Your Mind Rise up all my children And cry aloud your Name Rise up in Full Glory Like a Phoenix from the Flame Rise up in Full Splendor For the world is Ours to Claim Rise up all my children For The World Is Ours AGAIN

*note: this was inspired by "Last of the Giants" which can be found in George R R Martin's Game of Thrones books. Sorry I don't remember which book. Oooooh I am the First of the Giants My people not yet given birth The first of the great mountain giants Who will one day rule all of the Earth The Small Folk we'll drive from our forest And chase from our rivers and hills We'll tear down their walls in our valleys And run them away from our rills In stone halls they'll crouch by their fires In stone halls they'll cower in fear Whilst we will dance in the mountains And hold reveals that go on for years We will hunt them like dogs in the daylight We will hunt them like vermen by night Till these men who are small Yet tryed to stand tall Are driven forever from sight Oooooh I am the first of the giants So mark well the words of my song For when my people are come Your time will be done And our time will go on and on.

Because the one I waited for Chose not to wait for me I am left here waiting For a future I can't see On the dreary shore I'm waiting Here by the Sunless Sea And how long I'll go on waiting I no longer can foresee Oh dreary fog depart That my longing eyes may see The sail of Hope approaching From beyond Eternity Oh good ship come a sailing Across the Sunless Sea Oh Gray Ship come and take me To that Land Beyond the Sea That distant Land that here All call Eternity

Would you walk the shifting line Is it Power that you seek Then be warned for the shifting line doth bridge the Burning Deep There are those who have looked down and now they fear to sleep Would you walk the shifting line Is it power that you seek There are far better ways To escape from being weak There is Power all around you And brightly does it shine How can it be, my friend That you are so blind So shun I say the shifting line And the horrors of the Deep And you shall have true friends To guard you while you sleep Listen well to what I say For I know of what I speak For I have walked the shifting line And gazed into the Deep. ********* Would you walk the shifting line And gaze into the Deep Would you dare to find there The answers that you seek The Burning Deep can show you The Dark Heart of your soul But such a view is bought At a heavy toll If you must Then Look, And find what you may See But remember On the Line, You'll have no place to flee And this is sadly also True You will be forever haunted by The memory of that view.

I am One with the Heart of the Darkness I am One with the Heart of the Fire I am One Who Dances in Darkness I am One Who Dances in Fire I am One who Sings to the Darkness I am One Who Leaps from the Spire I am One who runs with the Shadows I am One who can hide in the Fire I am One who dances on rooftops And I do with the Fates Conspire

Return from the Shadows Rise from the Ashes Rekindle the Flame For All Things Change All Things Pass Away All Things are Born Anew