"I fear that my name has become shockingly well known throughout the world. I always understood that an accomplishment such as mine would be known throughout history. I always worried that others would think that to be my motivation for departing from my home.
I did not set out on the Path of Mastery for glory. I left so nobody else had to. I left to save my people from doom. Though some respect me for simply learning the magic of every tribe, I believe there are others who find themselves a
One thing I've been diving a lot into this past week is learning about learning, which has been super interesting. Most of what I've learned has been through Dr. Justin Sung, who's a learning coach and makes a bunch of great youtube videos. (Almost all of this is summarizing what I learned from this video)
If you're like me, if you take notes, it's probably the standard handwritten/typed full page of words, directly copying down words of powerpoints or what the teacher says. Maybe the odd d
Alright! Adapted from Chapter 2 in Draft 1:
Chapter 4
“Tell me exactly,” Emerald said, “Why is he here?”
Flix smiled kindly.
“He hasn’t told us yet.” Sky explained, “He’s been waiting for you.”
Emerald narrowed her eyes, before sitting down to let Flix speak.
“Well then,” Flix cleared his throat. “Ashkeep is very intent on a specific mission. One about the Galeshards.
“It’s a bit difficult to explain, and I can’t say I’ve had to
So, in TLPL, I said Chapter 3 tends to be one of my weakest opening chapters regardless of the story, but I think I pulled it together for these last bits. Feel free to share any and every thought!
Chapter 3
Windstorms were big events for many reasons. The most obvious one, Winter decided, was the sheer danger if one was caught in a Windstorm unprepared.
The storms were surges of wind powerful enough to rearrange the world itself. Windcallers were tasked with fighting th
A poem with a 10-word vocabulary:
That jumble of words, in a sense, for my minding.
Of minding my words, in a jumble, that for sense.
For sense my jumble, that. In words: a minding of.
Sense of my words? In that, for a minding jumble.
For jumble my words of a minding, in that sense.
….
….
A wordy mind. In the jumble. For senses of myself.
A poem with a 7 word vocabulary:
People used small terms, with a cost.
Terms: used. With a small cost. A people.
Small people used te
Just a Short Story that I work on every now and again:
Part 1
“The man called himself Mordelin. Bringer of Shadows.”
If there was one thing Elena knew best, it was people. As the sun began to lower, more and more people began flocking to the Inn, some to enjoy themselves, others to find shelter and escape the rain. One person entered the building. Elena recognized this one. Ryllin was a frequent visitor, coming in for food, often taking large helpings of seared meat, nearly
This
Poem
Gets longer
With each new line
Syllables increase
Like the taste of old wine
And yet it still follows pace
As if the words are in a race
And though the rhyme scheme is quite broken
We have now made it to line number ten
And yet I am still going, again and then-
Until I must go -wait- back down again?
The second time we have gone with nine
Now it’s eight- and we still decline
Lucky number seven’s mine
Six is here- as a line
Five is with new rhyme
Four-
It's a bit depressing, I'd say. Like most.. haha....
An Actual Life
I imagine an actual life,
A different life.
Why does it feel,
Like my life is not real?
I imagine a girl,
Happy, sad, all.
Depression and hardship,
Moments of joy.
A real life,
A real home.
A family—loving or not.
A home—loved or suffocating.
Not “normal,” with no emptiness attached.
She makes me miss what I can only dream of.
She makes me yea
Uhm... sorry in advance for whatever I wrote. I barely remember it all tbh.
CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: I don't know, honestly. Besides probably self-harm (or allusion thereof), depressing stuff/mental health stuff, maybe suicide idk, probably some gore unfortunately, ALSO IT'S 30 PAGES LONG WHAT THE STORMS WAS I THINKING. Or maybe 40+ pages. yeah 40+.
Okay so I removed the worst of it, but still probably has some TW-worthy stuff, idk.
Also it may be incomprehensible at times.
I
Okay, thanks to peer pressure (Is that the word for it?) I'm posting chapter 2 of Shattered Skies. I do not have a chapter 3 written yet, so it'll be a little bit before I can release more.
Chapter 2
Finally out of view from civilization, Emerald was free to let go of the facade that her grapple even worked. The freedom as she roamed the skies would have been welcoming.
If it weren’t for the increasingly obvious signs of an oncoming Windstorm. The w
Watching, Always.
Behind you,
Beside you,
Can't move,
Can't speak,
Can't look,
But you know it's watching,
Watching you always.
From the dark window,
From the dark room,
From... something, anything.
Always.
Can't move, can't speak.
You freeze, lie still.
You know it's watching,
Moving is unthinkable,
Or it will notice,
It will see.
Run, hurry,
Through the dark,
To the light switch,
Did I use that word right? ("Maladaptive")
Anyway...
CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: Depressing stuff, self-harm, potential eating disorder trigger/content, and maybe more I forget (I wrote this like a week ago)
- Uhhh, Lily?
A bit short, as it is a new opening from what was in the first draft.
Chapter 1
Emerald eagerly slung her foraging pack over her shoulders. It had been far too long since she’d last ventured from Windspire, and she couldn’t help but be excited to get out into the world.
She double checked her supplies. The grapple was clipped to the outside of the leather satchel, and bandages in a special pocket on the inside. Those were especially important. Without them
This will probably be the largest of all of my entries here, but here we go.
Digital ecosystems just like real ecosystems are interconnected applications that share data and accounts between them. On an initial look this can seem very positive, however it also means that if that account is compromised then everything associated with it is as well. It also means that if the company that owns it doesn't respect your privacy they have access to everything.
The largest digital ecosystem is
This is a test prologue I'm writing for my story - Whispers of the Ancient Stars.
Whether or not this will make it into the final book is undetermined.
Anyway, here it is! Let me know what you think!
Prologue:
Broken Gods
If only humanity could have understood just how fragile their gods' powers were.
Zelias roamed the streets of Erylen in the dark. Something was here, though what, they didn’t fully understand.
Powerless indeed. Even after millennia spent as a god,
So, I haven't been posting a lot here recently. That is not because I haven't been writing- it's because I've been working on a new story, and it is exclusively in PMs.
If you guys want to read it, just post here, the thread I made for it, or PM me.
I realize most of the people that will see this have already posted in the thread, but I figured it couldn't hurt!
Thank you!
Threadhopping is a term coined by me, around November 28, 2025, unless someone else came up with it independently (though Threadhoppers did exist before then). It is like worldhopping, but instead of planets, characters travel between different, usually RP or FGaRS, Threads.
As far as I know, I am the Author (TLT term, https://thelongestthread.fandom.com/wiki/Author) with the most Threadhopping characters (I have about seven) and the one who Threadhops the most.
Ways of Threadhopping
