http://slow.writerscafe.org/TBOdin The original writings of author T.B. Odin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013773 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The beggining of a series of short silly stories told by a miniature wiener dog to his beloved owner. Written by my daughter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/1124006/ A childrerns story. Lessons to be learned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/1124000/ Chapter 5    Across the Black mountains to the east, a lone rock jutted straight towards the heavens.  Desolate and blackened with ash, the barren monolith stood apart from the rest of the mountains.  It was not a mere rock, nor was it just a mountain or large jagg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207664/ Chapter 4    As if Galedian’s prayer was heard, a turn of events was about to take place far off to the north.  Deep beneath the snow covered mountains of Silverglade, in the dimly lit halls of the dwarven kingdom of Thorin’s ancestors, all of Thorgaiden was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207659/ Chapter 3    The night was long, but morning did come as always, only the skies were a dreary gray and the air was crisp and cool.  Rain would certainly fall this day, and the four companions left the invigorating city of Crystndale with dread in their hearts.  The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207655/ Chapter 2    The fiery red heat of the fierce merciless sun began to fade with the over powering shadows of the towering Black Mountains hungrily crept upon them.  Braxon Reinhold and some five hundred of his men rested in a small glen before they prepared to set up cam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207652/ Chapter 1    Darkness, everywhere she looked was darkness even from under her protective glow of magical light that illuminated from the palm of her hand.  The deep underground filled with an impenetrable, never ending darkness.  Carefully the tall, lean figure of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207647/ War plagues the lands and a new threat unknown by the free people arises as the true mastermind behind all that has transpired. Tyrell reclaims his birth rite and continues his journey to uncover the plot that threatens them all and unite the armies of D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207644/ Second story to Cemetery on Lonesome Hill http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207606/ The warrior.The wounds cut into my heartUnlike flesh will never healThe endless pain and sorrowMy soul will always feelThe scars sear deep into my heartAnd forever is it cast in stone.Bound and locked with iron and steelBanished in darkness to be aloneDeep in blackened ice it i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207601/ The Lover.As my strong hands run through your lovely hair,You fall slowly and softly like a feather through the air.Delicately, they caress at your sweet neck,Wild, yet gentle as a spring fed creek.Goosebumps of anxiety burst over your skin,Screaming for my hands to journey down agai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207595/ I am legendWhen three moons aligned within their own light It was a most unusual Autumn night.Everyone within it’s dewless mistsCould feel the threat of it’s silent hiss.With hope and fear to the sky they did peerOnly to find, the stars of their gods were not there.Prayers .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207588/ Heart song.As I sit in the pallid moon light,    At one with the cool breeze heaven sends.I hear a voice in my broken heart,    But it gives my pain no easy end.The words that it whispers,    Brings soothing tears to my eyes.With reluc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207583/ Eyes of an angelAn ocean of lifetimes I have crossed,Searching the earth and heavens through.I long for the treasure I have lost,Forever restless for that which is true.The angels close their eyes.Long ago when it once was mine,The earth became blood and my soul spilled.With a he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207576/ Chapter 13    Everything around shouted out at him.  The earth was churned by the feet of both horses and men.  Footprints of goblins, ogres, and trolls were scattered around the pond, but there was no blood.    Odin stood silent.  The wolf was tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207566/ Chapter 14    “Galedian.... Praise the gods you are safe!” came a familiar shout.     Galedian stopped just outside the entrance of the castle keep.  Her head turned towards the sound of her uncle’s joyous shout.  He hurried down the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207560/ Chapter 3        The demon crouched gazing down into the valley his sight hazed from the reflection of the moon cast from the river below.  Drumming his long taloned fingers on the stone with his focused attention on the village, alas he saw what he was searc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207557/ Chapter 2        Two Dargon torches hung low on the walls near the altar, soaked in scented oils.  Sweet smoke filled the empty chapel with a subtle sweetness.  The flickering torches’ golden light shimmered across the decorated walls and high vaul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207552/ Chapter 1                                                &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207543/ Prologue    In the beginning… When all things that we know, were created, the birth of a precious-most powerful life passed unnoticed… A crystal.    For thousands of years, it is not known how many for sure, it rested…Hidden-it remained, sec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207541/ Synopsis A rouge knight, a man with a past and a destiny, Tyrell Nacar is bound by no code of honor except his own reckless courage. A secrete pact with the King and a personal vendetta, he searches the dangerous country on an errand to expose a trea http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207540/ As he peered from his wake aloft the cliff that spanned the heavens,  out across the waning ocean, the shadow of a distant ship rose above the horizon.  The salty air was damp and carried the fresh sent of sea upon its shapeless breath.  Her hands broke the silence as she wrapped her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207535/ GavinAnd the Easter SurpriseYou know the idea of Easter is strange even a funny thing.    Colored eggs and the rabbit that hides them each spring.Something funnier is the chocolate and toys.    The candy filled baskets left for each girl and boy.Yes, e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207532/ Gavin and the Christmas ThiefDeep in a snowflake    There is a story to be told.A Christmas tale of a boy    Named Gavin who was just two years old.It was the night before Santa     Would arrive at his house.Gavin was excited  &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207528/ Cemetery on Lonesome Hill    The restless sun yearned for the moon to replace its reign in the heavens as its fiery red hue painted the horizon in soft twilight.  A gentle breeze from the North unexpectedly blew the air mattress across the still waters of my pool with the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TBOdin/207523/