Sunday, August 19, 2007

Chapter 1 - The Wrong Side of the Wealde

Sometimes, things don't just happen for nothing.

Sometimes, they just do.

The sun was bright in the sky when Ritchford came out of the forest. He looked around him in surprise for it wasn't what he had been expecting after several hundred years in hibernation. A bright patch of green caught his eye and he walked over to it, stopping to stare in amazement at the multitude of cabbage heads that stretched out faintly to the horizon.

A horrible noise sounded from the side and he turned his head to stare in amazement and faintly growing horror at the mechanical contraption that was passing into his vision.

Something was terribly wrong.

He wasn't in the place he was supposed to be -- the Wealde.
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dayum! First post; got a bit bored, and threw some random writings in. Don't take me wrong, I don't write fiction, I'm much less a writer than an artist(and a rather mediocre one at that). I'm planning to get round to changing the image at the top, see what I can do about it first.

I'm not promising to update much really, Lord knows how many social networking sites I have joined and never signed in again in the past few years and the number of long abandoned journals or blogs I have been through.

And don't expect perfect grammer or such, I'm not the type to continuously edit and re-edit my posts and make grammar corrections just for the sake of looking proper. Just giving a head up.

and if I do swear, trust me, it's probably my emotions speaking. I get pretty emotional at times. But whatever I say, it's not necessarily my intention to hurt or insult or what I would really say in real life at times because one does try to keep a modicum of respect for another person if possible, at all times.


Intel_Pentium said...

Well, hope it works out. I also never re-edit for grammers, except adjusting formating and such.

And get a chatbox.

Anwar said...

"And don't expect perfect grammer or such"

Grammar, you mean?