Danforth (Chapter 3 continued)
A curious thought occurred to Kashmar which drew him out of his dullness, “Are you weighing the importance of the dead on how many others they have killed?” “Well of...” he stopped, shocked by his...
I am a writer, as you would expect. I write mostly fiction, but I like to put a certain degree of philosophy into my writing, mostly through thematic ideas. In any case, I would greatly appreciate any constructive criticism, just as I am interested in seeing what the other writers in this community have to offer.
A curious thought occurred to Kashmar which drew him out of his dullness, “Are you weighing the importance of the dead on how many others they have killed?” “Well of...” he stopped, shocked by his...
Here is the beginning of chapter three.
Here is the rest of chapter two.
For anyone who is interested, here is the beginning of chapter two. Chapter 2 The horn sounded again, more distinct than before.
It seems I exceeded the word limit last time, so here's the last paragraph of chapter one. The wanderer looked after him in admiration.
Here is the rest of chapter one, in case anyone has been reading it. Now Celphaïs still lay a great distance off, and the wanderer fell behind the group: then his thoughts turned to petty things.
Here's a short story I wrote a while ago. I hope you enjoy it. Although she looked it, she was not human. This was the idea that the one called Danforth conveyed to the citizens.
Here is the start of a project I have been working on. Let me know if you are interested, and I can post more of it. Chapter 1 To wander; to search; to think; that was the path he had chosen.