Night Stalker It was well past midnight when he arrived in the sleepy little town of McNary, he was about ten minuets from the city of Hermiston, a little blip of a town in the middle of Oregon’s High Desert. Aaron parked his car, a black corvette convertible, just out side of a convince store named “McNary Market”. The store ...

HELLO.I AM AUTOWRITER 500.WILL NOW FOLLOW MASTER AND WRITE DOWN THE THINGS HE DOES.Master was taking down yet another group of knights.According to the last pages of the diary,this is one of many.Master is still vaguelly injured.I will tell you the events bettween the stories.Master ran out of bullets two days ago.This is a fairly large problem.But what is more troubling is that nobody is ...

I celebrated once more at my victory and yet in another way revenge.It was a pity the wizard was not here for me to crush him.It seems his men tried to ambush me.I knew something like this would happen.Out of the ten knights I was gained control of,I went with the main party of 6.The second party were following behind.As they attacked us,two knights died because the incoming arrows.As soon as that...

I sat,thinking.Since I last wrote in this diary,things had gotten troubling.The first problem was that I was low on bullets.Of course,I always had lasers that run on solar energy,but it just recharges too slow.Second,I am running out of pencil.I will have to start using ink so) Sorry about that.That was my last pencil left,and you know I dont have a eraser.Anyway,this is ink,so sorry i...

Now,before I start,I will tell you the main thing.There are 2 main charctors in the story.There is a Knight called Lancelot(I took the name from Arthur,I'm not very creative with names)This is a story told by him,so it is made more detailed than Alex's diary.I still struggled from the wound the magician gave me.Today is my worst day.I tripped on two stones the way here,got attacked by tigers,and ...

I ran through the swift grass covered with light dew.As I ran,I still coulden't get over the fact that I had killed my own brother.Now there was only one way to survive-find the Alcorise.It is the machine that can send you to a random past.It wasen't anything that can be counted on,but it was my only hope.Oh yes,I forgot to tell you what happened.Whoever reads this must be the one wh...

Walking along the forest path, breathing in the scents of spring that lingered in the air she stretched her back, spreading her membranous wings, before slowly pulling them back against her body. The old women who had taken her in some eighteen years ago had given her the name Ryuu*, which in the women’s native tong meant “Dragon” for the girl Ryuu, was indeed that, a Dragon, o...

Ooops ---- FREE Chicken Here! The day was perfect, bright, sunny, gusty an apropos for an outing which I must say ended up in a dilemma of being slaughtered like a chicken or a hallucinating like a rooster to be alive after a close rooster fight. This story of mine is called "chickens are cooked for FREE". As the name indicated it's an ante of an near miss or I must say ...

There had once been a day to celebrate in a person's lifetime. It has been so long since such a thing has happened...The world decays in a corner that was neglected and the result is, surprisingly, silence. Yet it is the silence that pulls on all the edges of a thin fabric that is worn through and through. What does the material keep hidden from the faces of those that lay beneath it?...

I tread water. I'm nowhere. I imagine the water I displace causing an effect somewhere else. Perhaps a ripple on a beach never before set foot on. Or a wave contributing to erode a granite face on an unthinkably minute scale. Maybe just a splash in the eyes of a swimmer.Above the water, there is nothing. Thoughts provide no resistance to uncracked silence or the sterile sky. Below the water is dif...