Nothing is as refreshing as a grand adventure. To live by that belief is a thing of insanity. Yet such is the fate of Clay Clayman an ex-sailor of the seven seas. Transported into a world of fantasy, magic and mystical beasts of mysterious origin, Clay gives tale on their adventures in the Great...

A short story inspired by Lemon Demon's CrpytoSanta, a Christmas song about eldritch body horror, which I took to mind with a little twist.

What.

Dave is an honest working janitor, a man with little to do other than pay the bills and breathe. Unfortunately for Dave he made enemies with the universe's most dangerous man who now wants to kill little old Dave. What a predicament. Oopsie.

I have no idea what this is. I haven't thought of a synopsis yet.

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In a world, where people are just floating avatars, comes one other floating avatar. Me. Basically a compilation of all the Writerfights I've done. Not all of them are good—actually barely any of them will be even decent—but I felt like putting this up because why not. Anyways, enjoy the trash...

A short story I wrote on this exact day 4 years ago.

A descriptive piece of writing. Something I wrote four years ago.

A white christmas. Lounged in sweet cheer. A story to calm the soul for the younglings and frighten the soul of those growing up. A child's story of christmas and a tale about growing up.