I’m studying my Masters in Creative Writing and love to write! My goal is to become a published author someday soon!
I have a blog at emilieturner.com and I’ll keep posting here to satisfy my writing needs!
Courage. It’s hard to have it sometimes. I’m the first to admit I’m a rather cowardly person. I prefer agreeing with others to avoid confrontation, saying yes to avoid saying no, supporting others even if it meant putting myself last, staying at home to avoid people, and remaining quiet to avoid awkward conversations.
The Walls of Pompeii
If walls could talk, they would tell us stories beyond what we could imagine. Some walls stood the test of time, remaining standing after hundreds of years. The sights they’ve seen and the wonders they’ve experienced would be beyond human understanding.
The End of an Era
Nature slowly changed from orange hues to pure white. Winter was closing in faster than she thought it would. It felt bittersweet. She'd always enjoyed winter, always loved the cold and the snow. But this year it felt wrong and she was filled with despair.
Chapter 1 The villagers knew to never venture into the forest unless they wished to meet their end. Their small village was nestled in the mountains, overseeing nothing but the thick forest below. The forest was known to be the domain of a dragon. To their left was the Kingdom of Ayr, and to the right was the Kingdom of Zeya. Neither had claimed the small village in the mountains, but it was only a matter of time. They bordered two kingdoms and would hold a tactical advantage for whoever dared claim the spot. The villagers believed that the dragon stopped the kingdoms from invading – that it had claimed that village as its own territory, forbidden to both kingdoms. They had never dared to provoke the dragon.