http://slow.writerscafe.org/Idyllwyld The original writings of author Idyllwyld en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006202 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A short romantic tale, as understood by the cosmos. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/951812/ A brief summary on how the universe began, and why. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/947480/ In which a man beholds. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/942242/ In which a man faces the Demon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/942240/ In which war is overcome. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/942234/ In which a long-fought war is finally about to end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/942232/ In which the Rainbow Demon attacks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/942231/ A re-telling of "Hold Your Color" through a different set of lenses. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/942221/ The intro for a short piece from awhile back, just setting the stage. Well, more of a marketplace really. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/939521/ A poem on the mind's ability to bestow and create meaning, man's one true artifice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/936505/ Thoughts on living things, dead things, and the subroutine that is life; from everyone's beloved machine-man Tycho Densmore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/904909/ Equals are not afraid to fight one another. Fight like you love, and love like you fight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/832696/ What we believe in are the lies that we take to be true. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/832690/ Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have met an older, still living Lerion. What if he had the chance to see our world? After all the war and history, I think it would come down to this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/818609/ Musings and opinions on religion, science, and the myth of immortality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/809451/ Physics may not be flowery, but I think it's far more fascinating. Thanks Newton. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/804684/ When Lerion had his mind, or arguably, essence transferred to the suit of armor he then fell off the peak of the Arens and into the ocean. The armor would eventually awaken. But what of the man? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/789567/ For those whose end are their means, what happens when they have reached it? An essay on reaching pinnacles. By Lerion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/784614/ Another short scene from "The Shadows of the Past." A brief glimpse into the deimos expedition to the south pole, led by Lerion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/778631/ A deimos perspective on religion; a brief glimpse of two characters rather than a true chapter or short story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/757159/ "Man, know thyself - and thou shall know the gods." -Proverb http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/757155/ There are those of us who believe what we see to be real. And then there are those who see to make real what they believe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/757150/ Never ask the smiling man why he bares his teeth unless you're ready to heed his answer. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/696582/ Different ideals...expressed with hot dogs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/667522/ "Fear keeps us from acting. Doubt leads us to believe that we cannot." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/667512/ Can you find them? I admit it's not hard at all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/618998/ A short essay on what we fear in the darkness and why we cannot trust the safety of light. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/509181/ Entry 23 Two entries in the same night! Yes, I had said I would devote more consistency to my entries, however what I write here is of special importance. If what I have been told is correct, then I now have some leads that should make my work in the coming 'morn much easier than I antici.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/487514/ Entry 22 I have decided to spend the night here at this tavern. As I write, night is falling. I've also travelled much during the day. While a little bit of fatigue and limited visibility aren't obstacles I couldn't easily surpass with a spell or two, I'm just a bit curious to see this to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/487429/ Entry 21 I have arrived in town. Currently, I am seated in the first tavern I found along the road apparently referred to as The Bends. My host threw the gruel at my table with utter carelessness, clearly indifferent that the slop on the plate was not what I had requested. He was gone b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481708/ Entry 20 I am just outside the city, and that sickly, offensive smell is thick in the air. The closer I approach, the more saturated I am in it. I can already tell that after a day I will have become so accustomed to its presence I will forget to notice it. It's the only way I can pictu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481682/ Entry 19 I am finally no more than a day aware from the port of Screaming Bay after nineteen long weeks of travel by foot. The journey has been incredibly arduous and boring, hence my lax record-keeping minimized to once a week. However, now that I am so near my destination I will attem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481661/ "For every action, there is an equal but opposite reaction. In order to create a hole, you make a mountain." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481654/ I saw what there was to see, and said no more, no less. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481083/ Death-engines of hue, and firearms of saturation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481079/ We lived and loved, and enjoyed what we could see. Until the Rainbow Demon came. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481066/ In a world of gray, the technicolor man is king. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/481062/ A continuation of "Stand Tall, and Shake the Heavens," part of the greater speech the Magician gives to humanity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/412946/ His speech, a speech to mortal men and women---humanity. A continuation of "Sworn." Stand tall, and shake the heavens. Stand and be true. (By the way, each dot in that picture is a galaxy.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/407490/ I'll tell you what Hell is. I'll tell you when you're in it. Hell is when you find yourself saying these words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/372146/ "We all die. It's how we face that death is what matters."    -Eleventh HourHow fitting, to die in darkness, eh? Especially for one such as myself. Bronadoh raised a hand to his eyes, almost as if salute. In truth, it wasn't even to plot out the sun as he gazed skywa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/364964/  "The military machine is not the mechanized horror that rumbles across the battlefield, but the perfect, seamless action of countless men at once." Utter, beautiful silence. Thunder boomed, lightning crackled, fire whooshed, water rushed, and earth shuddered. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/364947/ "What is a man?"   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/362901/ "How can a heart beat within that cold shell, I ask ye, killer of men?" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/362900/ "Here I am, rock you like a hurricane!"    -Scorpions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/362899/ "Freedom is a sensation. There are only choices."    -Days of War, Nights of Love It's true what they say; the grass is greener on the other side, and the air is sweeter up the mountain. The sun was just a little bit brighter and the breeze just a tad softer. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/357793/ "If you can fake sincerity, there is nothing you cannot do."Within the city of Dahlia stood a simple behemoth dwarfed only by the massive magical academy itself. A solid edifice, city blocks spiraled around it as if it were a mountain bulging from the earth, a fact that wasn't too fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/357771/ "War is beautiful. The moment we forget that is when we dehumanize it." "Bronadoh!"Thunder roared across the tractless plains and three dozen men rushed forward, drawing their swords and raising their shields. Rain fell and the ground below churned to mud, suckin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/357714/ This is a tale of war, for those who serve in it, serve against it, and for those lost in it. This is for those who fight for home, far from it, and someday hope to find it again. We salute you, soldiers. Bring it on home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/357712/ "Legends are our way of explaining things greater than ourselves." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idyllwyld/347202/