A memoir by Josh Gates?!?! Off to the book store... →
Dragon Age Comic Coming in February 2012 →
For 99 cents I’ll have to at least check it out but just like the article does, I have some questions. But then again, it’s Alistair, Varric and Isabela. What’s not to love? :)
These vampires on Priest kind of remind me of intelligent, humanoid velociraptors. This should freak me out more; I have a feeling it will at about 3am. ;P
Mommy, I love you! Don’t let Spock take me to the future!– Dr. Sheldon Cooper
Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be...– Steve Jobs
Love and Memories
Spring had returned as it always did. It had been her favorite time of year. The hills of Ferelden, often brown under the summer sun’s gaze, were green and blazed with lazy slashes of pinks and yellows as the tiny wildflowers bloomed in celebration of another winter past. Eleven winters had come and gone; eleven springs had painted Ferelden in the brilliant colors that she had loved. Yet...
100 Day Challenge ~ Introduction It was spring. Her favorite time of year. The wind danced off the ocean and kissed her face in greeting. They were old friends and had been parted for too long. Years had passed since she had walked this shore along the Waking Sea. The cliffs were covered in grass of emerald green and it swayed, gently rippling under the caress of the ocean breeze. This was...
100 Day Challenge
I’ve decided to try to do a 100 Day Challenge for my Grey Warden, Cadhla Cousland. I doubt I’ll be able to finish 100 chapters in 100 days; but if I could do 100 chapters in a year I’d be happy so it may end up being my spin on it. :P Though I doubt she’ll see this I have to thank ~AmandaSylvia from deviantART for the inspiration! 1. Introduction 2. Love 3. Light 4. Dark...
I Wish You Were Here
Winter had come again. When the grey skies set in and the first snows fell on Ferelden she always returned. It was quiet then. The people would be tucked into their homes where they could stay warm. She would take the same path up the hill through the silent gravestones and if the voices of the dead whispered to her she didn’t seem to notice. The silver and blue armor she wore bore a...