http://slow.writerscafe.org/Chaosbark The original writings of author Comrade Andrew en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776058287 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Bowery had been napping when Seamus shook him, "We're here, wake the Colonel."  With a shrug he lifted himself up and sighed, stretched, and yawned loudly. The rest of the occupants seemed to be waking as voices began to be heard throughout the nearby area. The passenger occupants had been cozy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/771831/ The war for Pandraxis was not only the introduction of the Aldairian forces to the Imperial Guard, but served as it's trial by fire. This short story is about one such battle. Warhammer 40k lore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/768523/ Aldairian troops clash with Orks in this short story. Warhammer 40k Universe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/767691/ The ash from his cigarette dropped onto a stack of documents that sat before him. Seamus ran a hand through his short hair and inhaled the smoke deeply, clearing his mind and organising his thoughts. Promotions had come their way last night, they had been informed before the rest of the mainstay arm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/752834/ "On your damn feet!" With a spring in their step, the men of 4th platoon rushed upwards from their bunks and stood rigidly at attention. They were pale faced, dark bags hung under their eyes. Some of their bodies were hunched from the physical demands they were being forced to meet in the last .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/748877/ She stood on the balcony that overlooked a narrow cobbled street below. A light breeze was blowing, her black velvet hair flowing gently in the air. It was a starry evening, the sky alight with glowing specs. "How beautiful."The words were hushed and thoughtful, each syllable delicately&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/730435/ A web of suffering orchestrated by the spider state,iron cultures sleeper hold lands till they suffocate.A choke hold around freedom and life,the worlds an operation table under the government knife.Blind screams of joy,orgasms of glee,the red white and blue constricting to build apathy.They scream,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/726291/ The journey across the countryside had taken over two hours, and by the time the convoy had reached the newly erected Imperial training facility the majority of the volunteers had fallen asleep. Bowery, Seamus, and Adanriel had taken a seperate, smaller jeep that trailed the main body of the transpo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/711849/ When Adanriel awoke the next morning, he was alarmed to see Bowery looming over him."Sir, sir, get up... the crowds... get up!" Without any further thoughts, the Captain leapt from his bed and quickly dressed himself back into his uniform. Hopping quickly into the small wash room, he ran some cold w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/711618/ "You made the right choice Seamus." Adranriel took a small sip from his glass looking over the man carefully. It was obvious he was troubled, and he had every right to be. It was against everything that he had fought for his entire life, joining with Aldairia to fight some far off distant foe.Seamus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/710708/ Only Seamus Wilson could draw a crowd this large. In just under fourteen hours, nearly the entire Fiefdoms population was gathered around the center of the town of Tralafergus, the pub in which the encounter with the off worlders was the epicenter. The young man who had placed the pisto.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/709886/ The pub was opened early that morning, Seamus Wilson was back in town.Banners of various rebel groups were displayed from windows, the Aldairian troops on duty in those early hours were nervous, remembering the bloodshed that had just recently been spilled in the last civil war.The man himse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/709883/ "Attention!" The officers barracks became completely silent, men in finely pressed bright red uniform jackets were tucked into their almost shimmering white trousers. A figure stepped down the center of the room accompanied by another. They were both wearing khaki dress uniforms, the le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/709882/ The pub was lively that morning, the entire town seemed to be packed in drinking and singing heartily. Of course it wasn't the entire town, but a group of Aldairian soldiers having a final drink before being shipped off to the line.He helped manage the pub with his father, taking care of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/709879/ The photograph fell out of his hands onto a dusty desk lit by a small oil lamp. The man, withered and gray smiled to himself, a tear rolling down his face. In the photograph a group of five, happy young men were standing grinning wickedly. Their grimey unwashed faces and uniforms seemed to c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/709878/ The Story of the 1st Ireireton Regiment of Foot (40k fanfic) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/709877/ Buses calling,I am a falling I can't step forward.There's no light here, just a storyforever it repeats with no warning.And if you try to think that it will turn out alright,you will be in for a surprise.We all get one chance to be what we want to be,and if you fall back there's no getting on your f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/707648/ The Cast/Brief Character OverviewCore Cast:Elise - Eldest sisterAnna - Younger sisterTodd - Abusive husbandGavin - "Early Warning Sign" boyfriendSupplemental Characters:Jessica - Elise's best friend > suspects something is wrong with relationshipAnnie - Elise's best friend > dismissive of Jess.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/702385/ A bird caked in oil feeds its young a plastic bottle,big oil pushing profits increasing corporate throttle.Destruction of the planet for moneyschool children laugh they find it funny.We're living in the cesspool of a cultural prison,if you try to break free you will be beat down spewing crimson.The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/700469/ Offer up your paycheck, your labour and your mind.Take up the gun that they provide like the rest of humankind.Society smiles, culture whips the sheep into line.Sitting in mansions, office buildings, off workers blood they dine.All we do is slave our lives away,and yet we talk and sit through everyd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/700204/ Building bombs in the shelters of a ruined citysprawling factories coughing up workers pity.Apocalypse Riders on the horizon,war machines level a city in the name of Verizon.Each year the clock ticks closer to our demisewe refuse to believe it, we see with blind eyes.Sickness, war, market crashes,mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/699942/ "Don't you know we're unstoppable."The explosion was blinding - a shimmering release of intended destruction. The top of the marble building blew off, rubble raining onto the narrow streets that encircled it.Outside, people screamed and ran for cover from the horrendous onslaught of debris, a raging.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/679098/ The alternate reality story of Britain post-Nazi Blitz circa 1941. This is merely a preview of what I am working on, I'd like to see some feed back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/628105/ Follow the journey of Rendin in the fictional world of medieval Aldairia! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/617805/ The drummer sounded the march, onto the parade they marched five abreast in the column. The towns folk lined the street looking on in awe, confusion, and even fear at the spectacle before them. The Aldairian 5th Dragoon Guards marched, flamboyantly dressed in their regimental attire, a long coa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/596600/ Follow a tale of Aldairian Commandos as they embark on what has been labeled a 'Black Mission'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/567927/ A tale from the Aldarian front, with a new side of war, the side of courtesy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/538561/ Join the battered 1st Aldairian Royal Regiment of Foot as they are surrounded and forced into a fight or die struggle against the vicious Orks! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/465654/ I recently went on a trip to New York City, I found it to be a desolate, depressing city where it was clear the poor got poorer and the rich got richer. I could write this poem for hours about my experiences but I really don't have the time, nor do I thin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/464139/ Not quite sure. I sort of just... typed away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/464128/ The Troubles were a violent and brutal time in the history of strife in Ireland. Brother against Brother, many young boys fought and died for their own personal beliefs. The following story isn't anything remarkable, it was written at 3am after watching a http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/462142/  The docks lay quiet,the ships all gone to rest.The air was cool,the smoke was thick.The merry laughter from the pub was all thatsounded off the dirty road. Up the hill, the old men smoke,and spoke of days,of girls, of beer, of hope.And the wind kept winding, off.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/461812/ A little ditty about, well, take what you will from it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/461805/ A fictional story taking place during "The Troubles", the historical conflict between the IRA and British paramilitary/military forces in Ireland. The tale follows the short story of an IRA volunteer named Aiden Wilson - enjoy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/461397/ Join the boys of the 1st Aldairian Royal Drop Forces as they battle their way past a vicious Ork army in this exciting fast paced adventure of the Battle for Gulland Ditch! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/441775/ A little Western tale I'm trying to work together. -tips hat- I'll be working on it from time to time, if it catches i'll continue and make a little book out of it. Otherwise, I'll just scrap it. Now, to finish part 1... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/435354/ Enjoy... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/434625/ Short story on air combat over the planet of Aldairia. Note, these planes are based loosely on actual aircraft in World War 2 - suggestions/tips greatly appreciated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/434601/ A short story on trench warfare in World War 1. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/434429/ A short story with a little introduction into the conflict on my fictional planet of Aldairia, written in the 1st person told by a diary entry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chaosbark/434380/