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The firow stories
before i start to write anything i should ask you what would be apropriate (srry for spelling) when i say apropriate im not talking about like curse words and anything that would be bad IN THAT WAY.
i have always been a great author but my stories and poems r very dark and i will be posting a poem and asking you if it is too in depth/dark. i must also say that i am not depressed but very happy and far more than satisfied with my life (tho in the past it has been different) here is a sample of my writing yet another scar not visible to those who look with a casual eye only to those who look with a keen eye to those who look strait into my heart yes i have been scared before but those were scars that made me stronger but now i have been scared so much that my scars wear me down i now know that it will become too much and then i will end it all the "end it all" is the part i am worried will scare people which is why i put this in as my first post well anyways i will continue with an edit ![]() PROLOG Finn was an average 5 year old kid and his older bro Rowan was the same except six years old. Finn had Tan skin, brown eyes and short brown hair he normaly wore a vest in the place of a coat. His brother had blue eyes and a dirty blond jewfro. they were very happy people had many friends great looks and a home life that many would die for but 1 day that all changed... Last edited by finn; 04-29-2011 at 12:55 AM.. |
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When it All Changed That one day happened ONLY A MONTH after Finn turned 5. On 1 stormy night Finn was inside the house playing chess with his brother when it happened A PIRATE ATTACK it was the pirate attack of captain barabossa on port royal. THEIR FATHER WAS STILL OUT ON GUARD DUTY! THEIR MOTHER WAS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND! They sprinted out running towards the castle and there, right before their eyes was a green glowing skeletal figure dressed in purple, it was jolly roger and by his sides were their mother and father dead surrounded in flame, flame that emited cold air instead of heat and the fact that his parents is what, more than anything is what made Finn writhe on the floor in pain pain to such a degree that there was no way it could be physical it was a wound an ecoh that could be felt by voodoo users and pirates ALL over the world it was pain that grew a bond between Rowan and finn as they shared this pain they would share a need for eachother a need for friends and allies and a need for revenge. As jolly disapeared. NOTE: I'm sure u have all noticed how my story has no dialog well dialog doesnt make a good story dialog is a great add on and i am going to have dialog to make this better but there has been barely 2 chances for that Last edited by finn; 04-29-2011 at 08:11 PM.. |
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Just remember to make them a little longer.
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but again thank u for your advice |
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i just posted something and it didnt post so i lost a whole chapter
![]() and this 1 was longer lol |
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Chapter2 10 years later it has been 10 years since their parents had died and finn and rowan are in the navy training for 1 reason and 1 reson only and that reason is to kill jolly roger. so 1 day when finn and rowan are on a ship learning how to sail when a pirate raid happens it is the crew of The deathband the viscous group of pirates attacked this ship they boarded it. the ship tried their hardest but they didnt have it in them so in the end the crew gave in they surrendered but the ruthless crew decided to fight them and as finn dove off the ship yelling for his brother to follow Rowan died and as a result of that finn wrote a poem yet another scar not visible to those who look with a casual eye only to those who look with a keen eye to those who look strait into my heart yes i have been scared before but those were scars that made me stronger but now i have been scared so much that my scars wear me down i now know that it will become too much and then i will end it all it was this poem that showed how he would live the rest of his life trying to cure his scars |
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