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Children of the Tiger Part 1b
The next day, Kishandren got up before dawn. She brushed her hair out and got dressed. She made a face at the small pile of dull coloured clothes. Part of her rebelled at the thought of wearing some bandit's cast offs, but the practical part of her remind herself that it was either that or her torn and blood stained uniform. It was hopelessly beyind repair. Only her boots and gauntlets would be wearable again after some thorough cleaning. It was fortunate for her that a few of the bandits were relatively close to her in size and were able to lend her a few pairs of pants and some shirts. She selected a pair of baggy black pants and a sleeveless orange shirt.
She made a face at it. It's a good thing that Telvan isn't as hot as Shanshiire is. I'd burn very quickly wearing this thing back home.
Dressed, she put on her boots, grabbed her sword, and went outside. With the exception of those on watch duty, the bandits were still asleep. She found a small, quiet, isolated field and unsheathed
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Literature
Children of the Tiger Part 1a
Part 1
Much like all the other days so far that spring, this one was unseasonably hot. it wasn't very far into the season and yet it already boded to be an unseasonably hot and dry one, much to the dismay of the farmers. The days were hot and dry with cloudless, perfectly blue skies. Kinrou sighed as he stared out his bedroom window, staring up at the empty sky. Like everyone else in Telvan, he spent his days hoping that it would rain soon. Unlike everyone else, he knew full well that there wouldn't be any for quite a while. one of the skills he'd learned in his time as a ShadowHawk Bandit was that of reading the weather. His skill at it wasn't as good as Nahiro's, but it was still quite accurate.
And anyway, Nahiro agrees with me.
He moved away from the window. There was no breeze, so there wasn't much point in staying there. More to the point, there was no real reason to stay indoors. It was stiflingly hot in the palace.
I wonder what everyone else is doing today? he wondered as he l
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Literature
Angels of the Night 01
Chapter 1
 “There is no denying it, Teruhi, and you  know it,” the first woman said to her companion as they walked through the dark  city streets. There was a chill in the air that no amount of warm clothing  would be able to shield them from, a chill that would only be somewhat lessened  by the arrival of the lamplighters with their torches to light the street  lights. They were still, however, many blocks away and wouldn’t reach this  street for an hour or more.
  For the moment, only the meager  light of the gibbous moon, Tiylshan, shone down on them to light the way of the  two hooded and cloaked figures. It would be weeks before the moon was full. The  faint light reflected off the plain stone walls of the residential area, making  them appear to glow.
  If she wasn’t so tense, she would  have found the sig
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Literature
Drabble - Light
I used to believe that it was only within the shadows that true power laid. I guess that's what happens when you listen to the ramblings of a demented self-styled priest with delusions of power. He promised that power would help me and cure my illness, but it only got worse.
It wasn't easy to make the decision to step out of the shadows and into the light. The shadows didn't help me. I thought that maybe, just maybe the light could. I had nothing to loose.
I found the light and I have never felt better in my life.
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Drabble - Shadow
The world is full of shadows. Shadows define us, define how we see the world around us. As children, were taught that only bad things live in the shadows, to cowardly to face the light of day. I used to believe that, especially after Kenian got sick.
And then I met Asharos, who showed me the power that lives in the shadows. He taught me how to use that power, how to use the shadows within me to do strange and wonderful things.
There is nothing to fear in the shadows. The light should fear the power within the shadows.
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Literature
Fallen From Grace 01
Fallen  from Grace
  Part  01
It was a very typical spring day on Vileshte Island,  home of the Sisterhood of Sword and Sorcery. Students trained, candidates for  entry into the Sisterhood as students studied, full members trained or lounged  according to their duties. The sky above was free of clouds; some of the  younger Eagles of the Sorceress Path were practicing their weather manipulation.  A gentle breeze blew towards her from the southwestern part of the valley, from  the field typically used for training as well as a landing field for the  occasional visiting dragon. Laughing voices carried easily on that breeze.
  She grimaced, shaking her head. She would have  preferred the weather to be dark and cloudy as that would have suited her  current mood better. Leaning against a fence near the stables, she let her long  wings droop behind her. S
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Literature
WoTL 03
The Stars of Destiny
Arc 1: Light
Act 03: Fuel to the Pyre
Hana woke the next morning to the music pouring from her clock radio. She groaned and sat up, rubbing her blurry eyes. She pulled back her plush quilts and got up, shivering as her overly warm skin met with the air of her room. It was cold, but it wasn't as warm as it had been under her blankets. She stood up and put on her house coat.
She opened the door and listened quietly. Unsurprisingly, the house was quiet. Clearly, her parents had already left for the day. Her older brother lived in an apartment closer to Rising Star University College so that he could get to classes easier, so he wasn't around anymore. Sighing, she headed to the bathroom to have a shower.
Once she was clean and dry she brushed her hair and got dressed in a clean school uniform from her closet. She put on her makeup and tied her hair back in her favorite hair clip. A pair of star shaped dangling earrings completed her look. A glance at the clock told her
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Literature
WoTL 02
The Stars of Destiny
Arc 1: Light
Act 02: The Archer Becomes the Target
The next day at school, Dionne found it very difficult to concentrate on her classes, getting information jumbled. Her social studies teacher asked her a question and she responded by telling him how many cups of butter one needed to make a pound cake. Needless to say, the rest of the class had found it quite funny, but it had resulted in her having to stick around after class to have a chat with him. Rather than explain that she'd been busy the night before in defeating a snake man and saving her friends, she managed to convince him that she hadn't slept well the night before as she'd had some really bad dreams and as a result was getting her classes confused with each other.
Sighing, she made her way to the cafeteria where she knew her friends would be. Sure enough, huddled around a table were Cory and Hateshi. Cory looked very frazzled with dark circles under her eyes and Hateshi, oddly, was wearing the thickest
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Literature
WoTL 01
The Stars of Destiny
Arc 1: Light
Act 01: The light that shines eternally
"Happy birthday, Dionne!"
The whole Archer family sat around their dinning room table: Dionne, her older brother Allen, her parents, and her two ancient grandmothers. It was her twentieth birthday today, an occasion for great celebration in her family. Her parents now considered her to be an adult, something that she'd been trying to get them to acknowledge ever since she turned eighteen.
Her mother, the woman who rarely cooked anything, had prepared all of her favorite foods. Admittedly, the vast majority of the foods that they'd eaten had started out in boxes or instant mix packages, but Dionne would take what she could get. They tended to eat take out of pre-prepared food more often than not. Her parents were busy people. Dionne would cook more, but there were rarely any ingredients in the house or any money left lying around to buy them. For now, though, she was just happy that both of her parents were home,
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Literature
Drabble - Snow
Snow(Kinrou; Children of the Tiger)
Snow had never really bothered him. He didn't like it much, but that was life. Winter came and went away. He didn't like the snow or the cold, but he had nothing against it. The problem, though, with the ability to call fire is that with it comes a strong dislike of its opposite forces.
Like water. He had always hated water.
Like snow. Just thinking about snow made him shudder. He dreaded the coming of winter.
The only way to survive winter was to think warm thoughts, to think and dream about a place where it never, ever snowed.
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Literature
Drabble - Cry
Cry(Nalshen; Children of the Tiger)
Men don't cry.
Men are stronger than that. Men deal with their problems in other ways. We fight and we yell and we go out and kill helpless animals and call that hunting. We build things or tear things down. That's just how we are. That's how it's always been. It's how we're taught to behave.
But…there are times when you just need to cry.
Like now.
It hurts. I've never hurt this bad before. I didn't think anyone could feel this sad. All I want to do is cry like a girl.
I love you, grandpa. I miss you.
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Drabble - Denial
Denial(Chounen; Children of the Tiger)
The sound of the fountain did little to mask the sounds of nearby laughter. Chounen winced. One of the laughing voices was male, the other female. She recognized them both—Nalshen and Mienna.
She peeked around the fountain so she could see them, sitting together on a bench, but moved so that all she could see was Nalshen. Parts of Mienna's long red dress were still visible, but it was easy enough to pretend that the woman beside him wasn't Mienna.
One of these days, he will wake up and realize that he should be with me instead of her.
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Drabble - Wrath
Wrath(Mienna; Children of the Tiger)
In the dark of night, Mienna crept across the silent courtyard and went inside the palace's private temple. She headed for the altar, staring up at the golden statue of Kal Sharash the Fire Lord.
Her eyes narrowed, fists clenched. "Why?" she shouted. "Why did you have to take them from me? First you let Inhari be chosen by Kal Kiterr as his Chief Priestess and then you take Eladan from us? How could you be so cruel?" Hot tears leaked from her eyes. "Why them? Are you angry with me?"
The only answer from the Sky Lord was silence.
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Literature
SotS
Untitled Document
A world without a name
            Tarang.
              That’s what the ancients called it. Not many alive in the  present day recall that name or what it once meant. The people living there  don’t use names for the world anymore. As far as most of them are concerned,  their world begins and ends with whatever country they happen to live in.  Taking it further, few people ever leave their cities. Perhaps that’s why  stories are such a popular commodity; hearing someone talk about another place  is just as good as going there yourself without all the messy nonsense of  traveling. A good story teller is a valuable thing. It’s quite common for  someone to be born, grow up, and die in the same town without ever leaving it.
    
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I have to do this now before I wimp out completely. You have no idea how absolutely terrified and thrilled I am about this.

'Children of the Dragon', my very first novel, is now available for sale on-line in both hard copy and e-book format.

This story follows Kinrou as he goes from being a ShadowHawk Bandit to a Dragon Warrior, earning the friendship and trust of the other Dragon Warriors. It also contains the material I used for the webcomic 'Children of the Tiger', so if you want to know how that story ends but don't want to wait for me to finish the comic, this is something you will want to check out!

Currently, it is available in the following places:

Smashwords.com (ebook) - www.smashwords.com/books/view/…
     Cost: $2
     Word count (story): 105,150

Lulu.com (paperback) - www.lulu.com/shop/melissa-ston…
     Cost: $13
     Length: 238 pages

Amazon.com (ebook) - www.amazon.com/Children-Dragon…
     Cost: $2

So go have look. I really hope you find it interesting. I'm working on other books in this series (Children of the Wolf and Children of the Fox [next book in the series and picks up where this one leaves off]) as well as getting 'Path of the Warrior' up as well.

I'm really, really excited about this! I'm going to order myself a copy of this book to put on my shelf even if no one else does because this is just so exciting!

Incidentally, if anyone (for some reason) wants to buy a hard copy with an author signature in it, let me know. I can order one to my house, sign it, and mail it to you for only a little more than it costs already. I'd have to ship it twice after all (once to me and then again to you). I'm only bringing this up because a couple of my friends have already been asking about this. I thought I'd open it up to everyone if you want it.

Tell me you bought a copy of this book in any format and I will make a drawing for you in appreciation for your awesomeness. (note: this sin't a bribe, its a thank you)


I'm starting to ramble now, so I'm going to go and delete the old version of this novel from the internet. Thank you for reading and for all the wishes of luck. I really appreciate it.
  • Listening to: Dragon Age 2 OST
  • Reading: Storm of Swords
  • Watching: Leverage
  • Playing: Dragon Age 2
  • Eating: grapefruit
  • Drinking: herbal iced tea

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