New story prologue

I finished writing this today. Sorry it took much longer than I wanted it to. This is the new prologue for the story I was working on that I decided had a horrible plot and the main characters motives were bad so I changed up the plot a little and completely re imagined the main character. Hope you enjoy.

This world has given me mud over gold. Like radio silence on an uncharted island, I feel desperate and without hope. However, despite how hopeless it is, I must at least try to find something to distract myself. But what is there in this world that could be of any interest to me? What is there that will give me a purpose in this world? Who am I even, in my own story? Continue reading “New story prologue”


What has and will happen (with some added cat pictures.)

A blank page is pretty menacing. But I don’t know what’s worse, sitting here and not writing anything, or writing something only to give up on it because I’m really insecure about writing what I actually want to write.
(Cat picture at the end)

Continue reading “What has and will happen (with some added cat pictures.)”

Story Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I made my way down to the docks cloaked by the dim setting sun. A gentle breeze sending chills down my spine. The old wood creaked as I walked towards the large rustic ship positioned at the end of the dock.
“Is that his ship?” I asked myself.
A dark aura suddenly hit me, stopping me from reaching the vessel. The wind made the sails dance in the gentle light, making everything feel more sinister. It was as though they wanted me to come aboard, never to let me see the light of day again. Continue reading “Story Chapter 5”

Story Chapter 4

So I’ve taken a really long time to actually get to finishing this chapter off. I was wanting to post this earlier today or even yesterday but I was a bit busy with stuff and my internet is somewhat dead. I’m going to start thinking up some names for this story so that I can change the post titles so each chapter’s easier to find.

Hope you enjoy this.


Chapter 4 Finally, starting afresh  

I stretched as my eyes slowly opened to the blinding morning sun. I dragged myself out of the haystack and eagerly pulled out my ability card. I went into the alleyway to look at it properly.

Teleport, Windfury, Link, Black Cat, Infernal Blast, reflect and bloodied blade.

I flipped the card around to look at my remaining stats.

Hm, it seems to be going down slowly.

I spotted a number pulsating in the top corner of the card. A fraction.

This must be the progress. So I’m going to lose 97% of my stats? I’ve already lost 13%.

A sudden spike of pain shot through my chest and forced me to my knees. I could feel the life being ripped from me.

When the pain finally faded I managed to clamber to my feet and look back at the card.

It’s jumped to 20%, so that’s what that sudden pain was last night. I’ll need to be cautious of it.

That lady made a big deal about resetting at 171. If I told her my actual level I don’t think she would have let me go so easily.

I clenched the badge in my pocket tightly in my fist.

After one obstacle is conquered, 2 arise.”

I whipped a tear off my cheek and stepped out of the alleyway and back into the now crowded square.

I squeezed through the crowed to the opposite corner.

Something shone in the corner of my eye and I stopped. To the left of me was a stall selling daggers. On the desk was a black blade with a black handle with 2 red streaks down either side. I walked over and picked up the dagger to examine it.

“That’s a dragon blade that is, ye won’t find a lota those round these parts.” He was a plump man dressed in raggedy clothes. There was a strong sent of the sea wafting off of him.

Blade is about 6 and a half Ilo long, forged from the scales of a dragon. The grip is Elven mammoth leather. Weight is around 6 Sor 1 Mir. Cost averaging around 500 gold.

I set down the dagger after realizing the cost and sighed.

There’s no way a newbie would have enough for a dagger like this.

“Tryna get rid of it I am. Tell ye what, if ye lend meself a hand, I’ll give ye that blade I will.”

His offer made my heart stop.

“You’re-you’re sure?”

“Come meet me ere at sundown if interested. I’ll explain sa-more.”

I nodded and he waved me a goodbye as I walked away.

Kinda weird no one bought it already. I must be really lucky.

A realisation hit me as I remembered my circumstances.

A newbie having a dagger like that will attract a lot of attention, but now if I don’t get it attention will also be attracted to me.

“I’ll work something out…”


Story prologue – Shadow

Sorry for taking so long to finish this, I’ve been fairly busy still. Here’s a short prologue that I wrote now that I’ve come up with a really good plot to fit this character. The drawing of him will hopefully be finished by the end of this week.

Hope you enjoy!


My world spun around me as I lay lifelessly on the cold stone floor. The bright light from the sun blazed maliciously down on me. Faint screams sounded all around me as dirt and debris constantly pounced high into the sky with each blast. A hand grasped my throat and a dark hooded figure loomed over me. The edge of his figure seemed to dance around like slow flames, his face shrouded in complete darkness. The hand grew tighter as I was raised into the air, my face held directly in front of where his face should have been. I coughed and a smile slowly began appearing on the figures face out of thin air. His smile crept up to the very corners of where his cheek would have been. His bright white teeth had such distinct detail over the dark abyss that was his face. Just as I gained the strength to grab the hand enclosed around my neck, his eyes came forth from the shadows. Glowing a deep blue, eyes that looked more innocent than a young child’s. But something was off, something wasn’t quite right about them, something allowed them to fit onto the figures face. Death. His eyes had seen more death than any man should ever be allowed to. Suddenly something began changing, his left eye began to blur into a cold flame of red and white light, his right eye then began flaming a blue glowing flame, as if the colour of his eye was burning itself. His hood began to slowly fade away, but the darkness that covered his face remained. I scratched at his hand trying to free my throat, and then he spoke in a voice which radiated hatred.

“Going to properly kill me this time?”

His hand tightened around my throat and I felt cracking. I felt my consciousness fading, a white blur zoomed out from the corner of my eye and I was dropped onto the hard stone again. I felt Ophiel touch my shoulder with her soft hand, flowing energy through me. I jumped to my feet and nodded to her as I began walking towards the figure again.

“Hurry Karael!” Sariel called out to me from where she had the figure pinned against the wall of a collapsed building. “I can’t hold Shadow here f-” her sentence was cut short by a dagger slicing her throat.

Her now lifeless body fell to the earth and slowly dematerialized into a million white flakes. Flames coated my fists as I pounced at him. I felt something sharp go across my stomach and I flew right threw his body and into the wall. The dust cleared and revealed his now fully materialized body. Ophiel ran at him, forming a sword out of the stone around her. She struck down at him, landing a solid hit into his shoulder, yet he seemed almost completely undeterred as he spun round hoisting her high into the air by the throat.

“No matter how many, no matter how strong, you will never fully kill me.” He smashed her onto the ground and her body began dematerializing into thousands of brown flakes. He walked over to me and knelt down. “Try again next time.” He stuck a bar deep into my heart, disappearing into the shadow of the building. I could feel the red flakes slowly tearing from my body as I lost consciousness.

Wolversheep Movie Script

Sorry for not posting anything for quite some time. I’ve had a lot of work these past weeks since my last day of this term is on the Friday of this week. I’ll try my best to post a fair amount during those 2 weeks of holiday.

In creative writing last semester we had to write a script for a movie which had an interaction between fantasy and real elements where a character’s life has too little control or has too much control and they comfort themselves with this fantasy world.

Hope you enjoy it.



A sheep howling to the moon.

Zoom out:

Reveals it as the cover of an old book being held up by an old sheep in front of many lambs sitting down on the grass.


Old sheep has reading glasses, strong old voice, straw hat on his head. Male. Does not baaa a lot.

Old sheep

So you want to hear another story eh?


The SOUND of lambs baaing

Old sheep

If not too baaad I’m telling you anyway.


CAMERA turns up and flies up into the sky.


Old sheep

Long ago in a barn far far away, there was a Wolf.

He was as much a wolf as any, except that he was a Sheep.


EXT. FARM – Morning

SOUND of a rooster crowing.

CAMERA turns down showing an overview of a different farm. Small crop area, square house in the corner furthest from the forest, sheep pen with barn house takes up the other half.



INT. Barn – Same

In perspective of wolversheep, eyes open and close.

Wolversheep has the same white coat as all the other sheep. No distinguishing details. Male

The sheep wake up.

They leave the barn.

EXT. Barn – Same

The sheep move up to the feeder that the farmer is now walking away from with a big sack on his shoulder.


In third person.

Control dog is a small golden Labrador. Male.

Control Dog

All righty people, make sure to eat as much as you can Woof

You might be one of the lucky few to go up to the campfire! Woof


INT.Sheep Pen – Same

CAMERA follows as wolversheep walks off towards the fence.

CAMERA view jumps to the sheep’s face through the metal mesh.

Another sheep walks up behind him.

Conspiracy sheep. Slightly greyer coat, small glasses, male.

Conspiracy Sheep

Wolversheep. You shouldn’t baaa by the fence here.

This is baaa where the farmers feed the mountain wolves baaa.

Take care baaa. If you eat too much you will baaa a part of their ritual.


INT.Sheep Pen – Same

CAMERA in first person looking through the wire fence and up at the pathway up the mountain.

Wolversheep walks back to the barn.


EXT.House from sheep pen – Same

In perspective of Wolversheep.

As wolversheep walks by; the SOUND of laughter inside the house as the farmers eat breakfast. The farmers make grunts to communicate, showing the animals don’t understand what they are saying.

CAMERA jumps to the table with the farmers, facing out at the window. Wolversheep stands on hind legs and looks inside.


INT.Barn – Night

CAMERA positioned between sleeping sheep facing toward the entrance of the barn.

Wolversheep gets up and quietly leaves


INT.Sheep pen – Same

CAMERA looking down at the fence from within the leaves of a tree.

Wolversheep trots up to the fence.


Hey baaa


CAMERA positioned beside wolversheep looking out the fence

The figure of a wolf comes out from the shadows.

The wolf’s coat is a light grey and shines in the moonlight, does not like meat, male.


Have you got anything for me today?


Wolversheep pushes a dog biscuit through the fence.

The wolf lays down after eating the treat.

A light turns on in the house and wolversheep and the CAMERA turn quickly towards it.

The CAMERA turns back and the wolf is gone.

Wolversheep goes back to the barn.


EXT.Barn by the feeder – Morning

CAMERA looking at the feeder with barn behind it. Sheep are facing the CAMERA.

Control dog goes over all the rules.

Control dog

Don’t ever leave-


Wolversheep starts zoning out. He’s daydreaming of jumping around in a field with the wolf.

Control dog continues getting softer as he goes deeper into his daydream.


Control dog

-the sheep pen unless being shorn.

The only other time you can leave is when being taken to the campfire.


Control dogs voice is too soft to recognise now.


Random Sheep

Hey, baa




Wolversheep suddenly snaps out of his daydream at the shout of the sheep beside him.

Control dog is gone and wolversheep and random sheep are the only ones there.

Random sheep always wobbles her head, jumps around sideways to get everywhere, eyes facing opposite directions, female.

Random Sheep

Baaa! Wake up.


Wolversheep looks at random sheep.

Random sheep

What’s baaan going on?

You’ve been zoning out a lot baaa.



Don’t you ever want to know what’s beyond the fence? baaa


Random Sheep

No baaa. We aren’t allowed baaayond the fence baaa.

I’m going baaa.


Random sheep jumps away.

CAMERA flies turns up to the sky and time fast-forwards to night.

CAMERA turns down showing wolversheep by the fence digging something up.

Wolf walks up to him. Wolversheep digs up a turnip and a dog treat and passes it to the wolf. Wolf lies down again when he finishes eating.

Wolversheep gradually starts to baaa less.


Is something bothering you?



Would you come with me if I leave the farm baaa?


Just as wolf is about to answer a howl goes off in the distance.


Sorry I have to go.


Wolf disappears into the darkness.

Wolversheep keeps showing up each night and waits for wolf but he is never there.

Wolversheep eventually just decides to go over the fence and into the woods to look for him.


INT.Woods – Night

The full moon is big and low in the sky, wolversheep climbs up to the top of the nearest mountain. He reaches a plateau and starts trying to howl. The plateau reaches over a waterfall far down bellow.





After a while he finally gets it. The SOUND of his strong howl echoes throughout the mountain range.

The light turns on in the farm house and the farmers start grunting loudly to communicate to each other.

Wolf comes up behind wolversheep.


What are you doing!



I was getting your attention.



You’ve gotten EVERYONE’S attention!


Wolversheep sees the other sheep coming out of the barn and the farmers running past them towards the mountains holding rifles and shotguns.

The SOUND of snarling wolves behind wolversheep makes him turn around suddenly. 5 wolves are growling at him. Wolversheep backs up as the wolves slowly advance. His hoof slips off and he goes back to steady himself.

CAMERA moves out to show the silhouettes of the wolves and wolversheep against the large moon and the cliff wolversheep is backed against.

The wolves stop advancing about a meter away from wolversheep. Wolf is pushed forward with his tail in between his legs and his ears and head down.

Wolversheep and Wolf look off the cliff to see what’s bellow. The SOUND of farmers advancing up the slope grunting to each other gets louder as do the snarls of the wolves as they continue inching closer.

Wolversheep and Wolf look at each other.


No, it’s too dangerous. We are really likely to die.



At least we will have a chance.


Wolversheep puts his hoof on Wolf’s shoulder and they look into each other’s eyes.

They close their eyes and lean off the cliff just as the wolves lunge forward and the farmer’s reach the plateau and start shooting.



CAMERA zooms out of a picture book showing the scene of Wolf and Wolversheep falling in front of the waterfall.

Old Sheep

Wolf and Wolversheep escaped their lives and built a new reality for themselves.


The SOUND of lambs’ baaaing in satisfaction.

The SOUND of Old Sheep chuckling. Old Sheep looks over towards the forest edge.

A mature wolf is standing there looking back, backpack thing on its back with crops in it. Another wolf walks up to stand beside them, soon followed by some wolf puppies. Old Sheep tips his hat to them and the wolf bows his head.

The wolves disappear into the forest.

Screen fades to black.

Quote appears:

You don’t have to conform in life to be happy.