Kent Brindley
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Smalltown guy from Southwest Michigan
Lifelong aspiring author here; complete with a few self-published works always looking for more.
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Silent Knight
The Castle House of Gareth housed the noblest royal families. King Ferdinand Gareth is remembered as one in a long lineage of just lords. Queen Amora was a woman loyal to the prestige of royalty. Princess Gwyneth was the noblest of all; eternally lovely and good-hearted . The kingdom adored the royal family; and the Castle Gareth housed more. The mystic Sword of the Ancients rested in the treasure chamber of Gareth to await the day to unsheath its power once more.
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Silent Knight
The Castle House of Gareth housed the most noble of royal families. King Ferdinand Gareth was a good man in a long lineage of just lords. Queen Amora was a good and proud woman loyal to the noble lord. Princess Gwyneth was the eternally lovely and good-hearted daughter. All of the kingdom loved the royal family; and the Castle Gareth housed more than only the royal family. The mystic Sword of the Ancients rests in the treasure chamber of Gareth as it waits for the day to unsheath its power once more.
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
Overboard
The luxury yacht traveled with the best and brightest and richest and wealthiest aboard. We were off to Calmino Island for the mukamuks and high rollers to enjoy fun and festivities in the sun for a day. John Rogers captained the yacht for the journey and he had promised our travelers a good time in the sun. He meant to make good on that promise. I was a simple crewman underneath his tutelage; but John Rogers was a proud man. He had made our wealthiest passengers a promise that fateful day; and, as his youngest and newest crewman with the least seniority on the team, I was almost honored when he had invited me along. If the rich and the wealthy could enjoy five days in the eternal sunshine of Calmino Island, so could Captain Rogers; so could I!
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
Soleil Solstice
On the longest day of the year, a town revives an ancient solstice ritual and discovers its unexpected power. The ancient city of Soleil always awaited the time of the Solstice. Good, reviving magic tended to fall over the village on this day and just wishes and prayers were realized with responses. The good and noble citizens, many of them downtrodden, waited for the mystic moment of the Solstice; where poverty was ended, dying crops could bear fruit once more, the sick could find healing, and good and decent lonely people could find the everlasting love of a soulmate. If it was a just and noble request, it could be submitted with confidence on the day of the solstice as the stars, moon, and sun aligned for the longest day of the year.
By Kent Brindley2 years ago in Fiction
A Former Flame Drops In On the Gym
(I've changed the name of the former crush, obviously. Now, ENJOY...) It was another day and another couple of cents in this economy. I had walked into my Locker Room Attendant job for just another shift before I should wrap up and enjoy my evening. I didn't project anything too out of the ordinary for the day. "Smile. Be polite. Engage with the members. Keep the Locker Room and gym functioning. Try not to ACTUALLY kill my Women's Locker Room Attendant counterpart (though I was grateful that neither she, nor anyone else in the vicinity, was psychic; because, in MY mind, I was working with a former partner again). I rounded my way casually out onto the Cardio Floor to drop off some small towels. My hands now free, I even waved to a few of our elderly members and even smiled congenially at a snide remark or two before I kept my own retort to myself and kept on walking. I rounded the walking track to the Free Weight Floor occupied by a membership demographic that was a little closer to my age if not slightly younger. Then, from across the way, I saw... ...Nah; it was impossible. THAT wasn't Hillary standing across from me there. It LOOKED a lot like her; as I remembered her from close to sixteen years ago. Yeah; that's it. I was inappropriately eyeballing a young woman who happened to be sixteen years my junior all because she did REALLY look like a former flame. I mean, WHY would Hillary be in my hometown; in my place of employment; and why... ...Why would whoever THIS attractive specimen of female was be beckoning me over from clear across the room like she knew me? No, I've been here before; she was CLEARLY waving at somebody ELSE and I was awkwardly mistaken. Best to keep moving...
By Kent Brindley2 years ago in Fiction
Enchanted Elms. Top Story - April 2024.
The twins had wandered too far and lost their way. They had left home that morning for a day of adventure. The king and queen had specifically warned them against traveling too far; had even reminded the prince and princess to stay protective of one another. Princess Alana had remembered their parents' directions and meant to abide by it; Prince Meric either hadn't remembered his parents' advice or, as usual, had chosen to ignore their words.
By Kent Brindley2 years ago in Fiction
