Michael O’Shaughnessy
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Amateur fantasy writer
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Train of Thought.
I felt my cheek peel stickily from the cold floor of the train as I rose from my prone position. I began to look around the train cart searching for something to tell me where I was supposed to be headed. There was framed image that showed the train’s “Schedule”, schedule was an overstatement as there were times listed but no destination paired with them. I then began to look around for other passengers so I could ask what was going on, I didn't remember boarding a train, for that matter, I didn't remember… anything. There was no one else in this cart with me, “just what's going on here?” I began to worry.
By Michael O’Shaughnessy3 years ago in Fiction
Fonlain's Ascent
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Fonlain looked back on those times fondly as what was left for him now in the Valley was a slow approaching but sure death waiting to meet him. He had harbored no hope to escape this fate yet still he climbed through the damp misty woods that crept up the Valley walls in a gradual incline. The aching of his aged joints was only worsened by the bleak conditions of the morning but the pain was a faint raw throb at the back of his mind, this was not the time for pain he’d have time to hurt when he was dead.
By Michael O’Shaughnessy4 years ago in Fiction
