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    Hello! My name is Laura, welcome to my blog! I write weird stories, collect dragon plushies and stay up too late with my nose in a book. I am a wife, mom and child saved by grace. My hope is that you find encouragement here or at least a smile or too.
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  • “Now go, write it before them in a table, and note it in a book that it may be for the time to come forever and ever.”
    ~Isaiah 30:8.

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    We have come from God, and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God. Indeed only by myth-making, only by becoming 'sub-creator' and inventing stories, can Man aspire to the state of perfection that he knew before the Fall. Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour, while materialistic 'progress' leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil.
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    "The only just literary critic," he concluded, "is Christ, who admires more than does any man the gifts He Himself has bestowed."
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    “Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisioned by the enemy, don't we consider it his duty to escape?. . .If we value the freedom of mind and soul, if we're partisans of liberty, then it's our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as we can!”
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    "Writers who see by the light of their Christian faith will have, in these times, the sharpest eye for the grotesque, for the perverse, and for the unacceptable. To the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost-blind you draw large and startling figures."
    ~Flannery O'Connor

    You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what’s burning inside you. And we edit to let the fire show through the smoke.
    ~Arthur Polotnik

    Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
    ~Nathaniel Hawthorne

    "There are forms of insanity that condemn people to hear voices against their will, but as writers we invite ourselves to hear voices without relinquishing our hold on reality or our right to control."
    ~Writing Fiction by Janet Burroway

    Christians have sometimes been suspicious of stories, because they really can influence you. If you read the Twilight novels once a month for a year, I think you'd be a different human afterward—and not a sparkly one.
    ~Nate Wilson

Stephen of Scarborough (Part Eight)

I hesitated. What was Will doing? Our eyes met but I couldn’t read his expression. My left hand resting on my sheathed sword, I bolted through the door. A small corridor lay on the other side, several doors lining the walls. I ran to the end and opened the farthest one. It revealed a set of steep stairs. Where they lead I know not. William and the five guards stormed through the doorway. William gave a shout and I leaped down the stairs. As I ran I listened for the tell tale sounds of pursuit, none came. I looked over my shoulder, no one followed me. I stopped for a moment to catch my breath, but it was short lived, William appeared at the top of the stairs and hurried down them. Again I fled, flying down the steps as if I had wings.
“Stephen!” William called from behind me. “Stephen! Stop or it shall be up!”
“It appears as if it already is Will!” I hollered without slackening my pace. “But is that a reasonable enough cause to betray a friend and kinsman?”
“Betray? You are wrong Stephen. I’ve sent the guards a different route in order to cut you off, but if you stop now, we can still avoid them.”
I wanted to believe him. Will was like a brother to me. He would never betray me. Would he? I had always trusted him and he had never let me down, would now be any different? I stopped and turned around, “Alright Will. What’s the plan?”
He caught up and stopped just a step above me, “We walk through walls.”

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5 Comments

  1. Daniel

     /  November 15, 2009

    Walk through walls.. ooo.. 😀

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  2. storygirl308

     /  November 16, 2009

    😀

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  3. cliff hanger, ack!

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  4. Lady Nairam

     /  November 19, 2009

    Hmm. (Nai is chanting inside my head that Will SHOULD betray him, while Rachel is trying to convince her that that would probably cause you endless trouble…unless you’ve already planned that…)

    By the way, Robin got one of those smiles at the walk through walls line…good times, eh, Robin?

    Robin: No. Not good at all.

    Me: Well, s’ppose not…

    Robin: You suppose correctly. It amused me, though.

    Me: I saw.

    Robin: So you did.

    Me: Oh stop it already! *bats* Sheesh.

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  5. storygirl308

     /  November 19, 2009

    Will isn’t the betaying type, but he is smarter than Stephen.

    Stephen: Umm.

    Me: You’re learning… right?

    Stephen: *silent*

    Me: I’m glad Robin enjoyed that. Keep reading Robin. 😉

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