Orion J. Zed
Bio
The quintessential struggling artist, emerging from a cocoon of abuse as the gold-hearted, silver-tongued, copper-haired social butterfly he was meant to be…
Stories (17/0)
Crystals of Silveria Remastered
Scene 1: Zed’s House: Dawn The sun rises over a secluded township in the middle of a vast green plain, the citizens slowly awakening one-by-one and preparing for their day. Shops filled with all sorts of wares open their doors; bakers begin baking bread, cakes and other tasty treats; the owners of The Naked Drake tavern prepare the daily breakfast specials. In a small house on the outskirts of town, a young human male is in a restless slumber, tossing and turning. His eyes suddenly fly open and he sits up in his bed.
By Orion J. Zed2 years ago in Fiction
Taurus Rising: A Half-Glaswegian Bigyin Gurns Aboot His Influential, Idolised, Immortalised Granda
Right from the start, I knew I was special. Granted, this notion was merely inferred in the wee years of my story, though a certain father figure, one who had a profound effect on the person I became, made sure I knew it.
By Orion J. Zed2 years ago in Humans