Happy Holidays! I won't see you until January! Thanks a bunch of Roses! :)

 ~Hannah

The Argonauts By Hannah Walker

The Argonauts By Hannah 

Once upon a time, there was a highly macho, manly hero/sailor named Jase, but, he wasn’t alone, he had ten immensely enormous crewman, The Argonauts.  They sailed the seven seas and more, altogether, they were the most loyal groupies any macho man could ask for. Did whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted. These crewmen usually had free will over what direction they went. And Jase usually was below deck, sleeping or eating, never paying attention to what was above deck. But today was different, and the Argonauts could sense it. It all started when Bob was nervously swiping the poop deck-and doing an awful job- when Captain Jase peered out of the scuttle. Bob was the rookie on the ship, and was known to be rather jumpy, and to top it all off, had never seen the captain, only heard dreadful of him. And Jase was a sight today, he had spent the last two months under, so he was a sickly gray color. He yelped in surprise, and that turned the head of Ferb. Ferb was the head sailor, inspecting Bob’s work, and jumped back in surprise when Bob yelped. He slipped on Bob’s abandoned sponge, and went sailing in the direction of Jase. He landed on the captain, who was now enraged. “Everybody!!!” he roared, “Meeting in captain’s quarters now!!!”  Confused, they all followed him down.

“We are going to see Phineas!!” he finally declared. Ferb, who had just politely closed the door behind him, fell through it. “What!?” he screeched. “Yes, this is non-negotiable, we are sailing ASAP.” Jase lazily answered. “But…” He continued, “No!” Jase, suddenly agitated, hollered. “All of you leave.” So away they went, more perplexed than ever before. As you can imagine, they didn’t just arrive there right then, it took them about, six weeks before they got there. They sailed peacefully, no one fought, died, or complained. All went well on their voyage, but all was not well across the great Aegean sea, where elderly king Phineas dwelled. For three years before, the mighty king of gods Zeus, had blinded Phineas, and cursed him; with three Harpies.-harpies were a horrific mixture of ugly old women and falcons- to steal his food whenever he tried to eat. Whenever the helpless king tried to eat, they would swoop down and violently attack his food, He hadn’t eaten in up to three weeks, and he was starving. 

So, when Jase, and the Argonauts arrived, they arrived prepared. They set traps. To everyone’s surprise, two of the Argonauts could fly, Ferb, and Bob. They were oddly the sons of the North Wind. They laid a feast for the starving king, and as planned for, the Harpies tried to swoop down and madly wolf down the dinner. But, the brother chased them away, far far away. So they could never attack the poor old man, every again. Extremely grateful, the king rewarded the Argonauts with his knowledge of the sea, and many ways to escape danger in even the most seemingly impossible situations. 

You Never Know Who You Hire.

Training Dolphins, By Dolphin Girl

Ahhh!!!
I feel soooo bad!!!
 I just intended on a short Thanksgiving break and BOOM it's
   CHRISTMAS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, this week, we have a cameo author, whose real name will remain anonymous for security reasons.
So, let's call her dolphin girl for now. Yeah, let's do that.
  Thanks again!

Training Dolphins, By Dolphin Girl

I gleefully open the door, mesmerized by everything. We walked to the front desk, where a lady in a teal colored blouse and blue jeans shorts greeted us. Dad talked to her about buying tickets for my two sisters and me. Soon the lady from the front desk guided us to a wide pool of water,where we saw amazing creatures leaping out. I wish my mom were here to see this, if she was I know she would flip.

There was a ladder that stooped down into the bright blue water. From what I could see there were about 19 more pools just like it, each filled with two of these intriguing mammals. The lady motioned for us to move closer to the pool, until we were at the edge of it. Just then they jump e dout of the water, Sea sprayed through my hair. Then the lady told me to climb down the ladder and start treading water. Feeling uneasy I glanced at my dad, who gave me a look that said ‘’go ahead, it's okay’’. With that I slowly crawled down into the water.It was cold. I was nervous. I felt a cool breeze.

 I've been treading water for three minutes and was starting to tire. Finally, the lady took a small shiny silver whistle from her neck, and blew one short quick blow. I felt movement under the water. All of a sudden a dolphin popped up out of the water beside me right under my left arm, and another under my right. Now they were underneath both of my arms, so I could just relax. Until the instructor whistled another command, which I guess I meant swim forward since that’s what happened. The dolphins lurched forward with me clinging on to their dorsal fins. I started to loosen my grip a little. We swam in circles, around and around and around. It was fun. The wind blew through my blonde hair and the sea sprayed my face. I have never felt like this way before. 

Then we started to slow down. Stopping right in the center. The lady told me to face the Dolphins and to softly kiss them. I did and it felt awesome. We slowly swam to the ladder, and the lady helped me climb up the ladder on solid ground. Before we walked away I whispered farewell to the Dolphins. I was sad, but my dad assured me that we would be back again soon. And with that we departed in our car, with mixedemotions about the dolphins, knowing right then that I wanted to arrive back as a trainer not a customer.

Stay 'way from the sun, by HW

So, here is today's latest story!!

Wasen't last weeks story AMAZING!!! Let's have a round of applause for that author!!! 

Thanks a bunch!

Today's story is by our usual author...Me!!!

ENJOY!!!

Stay ‘way from the Sun By HW

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nce upon a time, again, on the island of Crete, there was a labyrinth, with a Minotaur guarding it day and night, eating anyone who dared to enter. But a great hero defeated this beast, freed all of the victims, and followed a string back out. Unfortunately it wasn’t his idea, but the incredibly witty Ariadne, the daughter of King Minos and he burned with fury when he figured out that his daughter sabotaged the deadly maze. He also realized that the only person dauntless enough to cross him, and the only one who had enough experience building, was Daedalus. So, the extremely vengeful ruler decided to have Daedalus and his son thrown into the deep caverns of the labyrinth. Daedalus knew about this, and all the times when he was supposed to be working, he was steadily crafting, day in and day out, wings. Once the wings were finished, Daedalus and his son Icarus went out at midnight to test them out. They attached the ropes to their arms with wax, got a running start, and leaped. Every midnight they did this, to make sure they worked perfectly. One morning, right before the crack of dawn they decided they were ready. Daedalus and Icarus fastened the wax straps of the wings to their arms, and leapt upwards leaving behind all of the forgotten rules and dreams of the city, forever. They sailed happily, but when they were only ten feet of the ground, Daedalus seriously warned Icarus, “Stay ‘way from the sun me boy, fer yer wings be made a wax.”

Things went pretty well for about, twenty minutes, and then the sun rose. Daedalus, being older and wiser, spotted the sunrise first and cried out. Icarus, on the other hand, did not, and decided to show off for his father. He flew higher and higher, sweeping across the sky, without a care in the world. So when his wise father called out for Icarus to come down, he didn’t listen, he thought that his father was jealous of his new tricks. Daedalus, down below was scared silly for his son. He cried out once more, a final time, for his son to fly down, but Icarus did not listen. Instead he boasted, “I will go up so high father!” he laughingly cried, “I will venture up so high! Perhaps I will catch a glimpse of the sun god and his fire blazing hor-” Unfortunately he never got to finish that sentence. For at that exact moment, the sun shone upon his wings and melted them. Daedalus, in the meantime, had just turned his head to witness his son plummet to his doom, flailing his arms in a turtle like fashion, towards the earth, tumbling away from the sun, the thing he was told exactly to do.

At this time, most people would crazily panic, but Daedalus, because he was a usual cool cucumber, froze, made a little cross on his forehead, and kept going. He did make it out of the city, and when he landed in the next country, Ileaden, He said a quick prayer, had a moment of silence for his lost son, and asked the nearest sea merchant if anyone had bought that particular sea. The Merchant shook his head, and replied, “No one be claimed da’ sea, but me saw yer son drop to da bottom.” He excitedly nodded his head, “So then I mades a conversation wit meself, and I said “Now Jonnythun, whut doya make of that! A boy drops into my very sea.”” He continued, “and then me said, “Now I outta have a moment of silenc fer the aching father,’ So I did and then I said, Noy Jonnythun, you shuld name yer very sea after da lost boy!’ and so that’s exactly whut me’s is gonna do!” Daedalus was so pleased! He squirmishly shook the man’s hand, and took off, running towards the harbor. He was free, and even though he had lost his son, the very sea Icarus landed in, would be named after him, after the boy who had forgotten to listen to his father’s pleading, ‘Stay ‘way from the sun’.

Your Parents are usually right!

Wolves and Jackals, by J.c.S

Hello All!!!! Today, I'm featuring a new author, Who will go by J.c.S.
 Here is her story!!!
Thanks Again!!!

Wolves and Jackals  

A legend from the Lunarus tribe

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The Wolf sat up with his canine head high. The animals of the forest bowed down to him and all of his might.  The Jackal was jealous. How he fought, how he killed, no respect was shown to him. He decided that he wanted to take away the Wolf’s worship. One day when the Wolf was hunting with his pack, the Jackal spied closely. The Jackal pranced near the wolf. “Hello, Jackal. Are you hunting as well?” The Wolf said politely. But the Wolf’s charm made Jackal feel sick to the stomach. He put on his fake grin with his sharp Jackal teeth.

“Why hello, my fellow Wolf! How delightful to see you! Oh, how hungry you must be from sitting all day with nothing to eat! Well, there is a part of the woods with fresh deer running all about! Would you like me to show you?”

The Wolf and his pack licked their sharp teeth with the thought of fresh deer. “Oh yes, my pack and I are very hungry! I will be delighted that you may show us where this amazing place is!” The Jackal smiled his mischievous smile and led the wolves. When they have arrived, the Jackal slammed them in a magic box. “Jackal! Where are you? Where are we?” The Jackal sent  all of the wolves to the to the moon. The Jackal smiled his evil grin, watching the box teleport to the moon. Now the forest animals had no one to worship. No one to worship, except him.

The animals of the forest were terrified. All of the wolves were gone. They looked everywhere. The Jackal was enjoying all of this. He sat down on the Wolf’s thrown, watching the stressful animals screaming for the wolves. He leaned back and swallowed a rat. This was the life. Then suddenly, the Raven yelled, “I have found a wolf! I repeat! I have found a wolf!”

The Raven found a little wolf pup cuddled up under a bush. The Cougar came over and held the little wolf  in his paws. “Little wolf, do you know where your family is?” The pup looked up and pointed her little paw to the afternoon moon. The cougar was shocked. “Who could have done this?” He said. “We must help them.”

The Jackal spit out his rat. NO! They could not have found his secret! But then he calmed himself down.

“Bah! They will never let the wolves down from there! That is nonsense! But I did forget one wolf. That little pup.” The Jackal smiled his evil grin and snuck towards the pup. He was now behind her. He smiled his large smile and stabbed her in the back with a sharp stone  The pup howled very loud in pain. She kept howling with her head pointing to the moon. Then suddenly, the moon opened a passage from the howl so the wolves can get out. One by one, each wolf came out. The pup was bleeding in the back, yet she saved all of the wolves with her howl. Her mother ran up to her hugged her tight, and healed her wound. The wolves were back! The Jackal was mortified.

The Cougar then came up and hugged the Wolf. Then, he took the magic box and through it in the lake so no one will ever find it. Then, the Jackal received a hard punishment and got banished to the moon. Now today, when we see a wolf howling, it is the remembrance of their freedom.

The end!

Zeus Revenge-Prometheus and the Dream of Tomorrow part 2

Hey-o everybody!!! Sooo, I decided to write a SEQUEL TO PROMETHEUS AND THE DREAM OF TOMORROW!!!!
 Tell me what you think!!!!

 Zeus’ Revenge By Hannah Walker

So, the human population was thriving, and Prometheus was crowned hero, but Zeus was extremely infuriated, he wanted revenge. Watching the humans blatantly disobey him, all because of the lowly ‘Rebel’ god; Prometheus, he was furious. In-case you didn’t know, when Zeus gets angry, heads will roll, literally. Zeus was bitterly determined to punish Prometheus. He decided to send the muscular, Vulcan, the god of fire, to ‘take care of’ the little pest, Prometheus. When, Vulcan approached Zeus, He quickly explained the plan; “Chain him to the highest peak on mountain Ida” he clarified, slightly bored. So off Vulcan went, to tie Prometheus to Mount Ida, really, it was an extremely easy job for the burly fire god.  He tied the devil’s tongue knot on Prometheus to bind him mercilessly to the freezing mountain, departed for Mount Olympus.

Prometheus was in utter shock, he didn’t know the king of the gods could get so blindly masked by blind hate, so actually tie someone to the top of a mountain. But the worst was yet to come. For as soon as Prometheus muttered the cliché “It can’t get any worse than this, can it?” but as you know-or should know- that is a huge insult to the gods. So Zeus decided to take things up a notch. He sent eagles.

These weren’t the pleasant eagles Americans decorate their patios with on the Fourth of July, Oh-No, these were violent, vicious, and just plain villainous eagles. And you know how normal eagles munch on fish guts; well these eagles devoured human guts. Every morning at exactly day break, they would swoop down and devour Prometheus’ liver and other vital organs, and every at exactly dusk, it his insides would grow back. But Prometheus was courageous as courageous fire gods can go, and he bore it valiantly. Unfortunately that didn’t mean he got off the mountain, for he had so much pride he got a little foolishly cocky. Every day Zeus would remind Prometheus, that he would be freed if he agreed to his gory, two conditions; Have a mortal venture up the mountains to kill the eagle and free him, and have an immortal die for him. Prometheus refused both of these options, which made Zeus even more livid. Prometheus was stranded there for some time until, eventually, Chiron the Centaur-out of pity- sacrificed himself for Prometheus, and Hercules ventured up the mountain, with his god-like strength, and destroyed the organ eater eagles. This made Zeus furious beyond words, being betrayed by his own son…So on that day, he swore, he would have his, true revenge on Prometheus, and it would be mercilessly brutal.  

First Story!!!! Prometheus and the Dream of Tomorrow By Hannah Walker

He-yo everybody!!! Today is the day I post the first story!!!!!
  Tell me what you think!!!!

Prometheus and the Dream of Tomorrow 

By Hannah Walker

     Once upon a time, there was a demigod, by the name of Prometheus, who lived long ago, in ‘Mount Olympus’, He was always dreaming, of the past, the present, and tomorrow. He was always dreaming.Prometheus was an extremely optimistic young demigod, for he was always dreaming, and dreaming takes you other places, better places, normally. But, one day, he decided, he didn’t want to live with the stuffy, gods any longer. He wanted freedom, to dream, and pass his dreams to others. So, when the earth was still new, he left the gods, to live with, animalistic, mankind. But, to his surprise, he found them all trembling from the freezing winters.

  “If only they knew the wonders of the gods.” He internally mused “They would be so astounded with fire, and all the warmth it gives.”  Then, taking sudden pity on the creatures, he hitched a cloud and deftly flew straight back to ‘Mount Olympus’. Prometheus explained his plan to the king of the gods, but Zeus refused.  “Zeus,” Prometheus poorly begged “I know what you’re thinking, ‘Get your head out of the clouds’ but you need to send fire to these poor creatures!” But, unfortunately, Zeus refused smugly refused, for he had always been a tyrant, and merely hated humans. Fortunately, this didn’t burn out Prometheus’ hope, for he gathered as many reeds as he could, any that had a dry center, for these would burn quickly. He released them in the middle of the –crude-civilization and waited for an extended amount of time, before he saw it. The greatest experience on earth, for every day, Helios would drive his breathtakingly astounding, chariot.  Now, this wasn’t just a soaring chariot, no, it was engulfed in heavenly fire and speed in lighting velocity, around the earth, once every day. It was what gave all the villagers, hope for tomorrow, even though they couldn’t feel its heavenly warmth, they imagined the heat and it gave them hope, hope for a better tomorrow.  Prometheus knew this, and at that moment, he leaped deftly upwards towards the burning flames and time froze. There he was, wishfully soaring upwards towards the chariot, and at that exact moment, Zeus peered downwards.

 Zeus ferociously roared an unnaturally piercing sound it was, and flung a lightning bolt straight at Prometheus. Zeus didn’t like to be usurped, especially by someone much lesser than him. But, Prometheus had been expecting this. Just in time, he grazed the edge of the reed on the wheel of the flaming chariot, but that was barely enough, but enough to set the whole reed on fire in awesome glory. He landed, dropped the reed in the pile he made earlier, which set the whole thing a ’lit and dodged the lightning bolt that was hurtling straight for him. Prometheus rolled downward, to squelch the flames engulfing him, and briefly thought, “I, Prometheus, have bested Zeus.” And chuckled as he rolled towards the river.  Meanwhile, the villagers were scrambling from their cots, houses, and huts to see what all the commotion was about, only to see that not only; there was a breathtaking bonfire in the middle of their village. But, Zeus’ lightning bolt had not only missed Prometheus, but struck the reeds in a wonderful, ‘CLAP’, and the whole village blossomed with heat, and light. After collecting themselves, they peeked down at the gorge where Prometheus had disappeared, and heard rustling of leaves. “Prometheus!” they all hollered, and were returned with a proud “Mankind shall have fire always! I have best the old tyrant of Olympus, may he drown in his jealousy.” And the people cheered; for all that they had, Light, Freedom, and an old demigod by the name of Prometheus, who brought them the most important gift,

The Dream of a Better Tomorrow.

First Post and Further Explorations!!!!

Hello everybody!

As you know, yesterday was the grand opening of this blog, and today is first post day!!!
*applause*

So, let me explain the 'further' explorations.

Every week, I, will post a brand new story, written by me, Or my fellow publishers. But, I(unfortunately) will only feature a new publisher once every month.

   And here comes the shocker, Every so often,that fellow publisher could be, Y-O-U!

Well, not you exactly But, if you're an author and would like to have your stories out in on the interweb,

Leave a comment on this post, or other opportunities, and I'll send you an info packet.Gratis

This blog is just stories, fables,fiction,non-fiction,dystopian,sci-fi,adventure,humor,or even a genre somebody made up! Anything about books, or the occasional Doctor Who will pop up too sometimes... Reviews,Links, and maybe videos in the future...

But, all stories are welcome, and most will be posted. But, you should know, don't post something you wouldn't want your name signed to. Because, once a story's out on the world wide web there's nothing you can do to take it back. So, send wisely...

Also, Tell your friends!!! This blog can't survive on 3 views and a camel. Click the share button! And follow my fellow authors, Cuz they freakin slay. 

Thank you soooo much for stopping by to check out this blog! It truly means alot. And, you should totally check out my other-first-blog; http://mytweenlife2015.blogspot.com/

  

I'd also like to thank my-current & Future- writing team! YOU GUYS TOTALLY ROCK!!!

And anyone else that helps along with the tecky stuff, and reviews, I couldn't do it without you!!!
  You guys totally slay,like no comp. <3

The Best is Yet to Come,

      

Your founding author ~Hannah

  

Twisted Fables, and then some... GRAND OPENING!!!

Dear Friends,

  This blog, will be STORIES! And all by me. 

   Fables, Fairy Tales, or something made up! But only on this blog! 

    It's not 'officially' up yet, but will be on October 30 2015

  But, I will supply a sampler, just as a preview. 

        ~Enjoy, Hannah

Eagles and Jackdaws By Hannah Walker

Once upon a time, a very long time ago, when eagles and shepherds didn’t get along, a vastly graceful eagle, who had something in its beak, plunged down from the heights of Rysy[1] to a small field below, seized an innocent petite lamb, and carried it away. Meanwhile a Jackdaw, who was also in the field and curiously examining the spectacular feat, felt suddenly envious.

 Curiously, the Jackdaw noiselessly landed on a Ram and tried to carry it away, imitating the Eagle, but to his avail, he didn’t even rouse the ram. Trying and trying again but never succeeding. In-fact; he only dangled his claws into the wool. Regrettably stuck, and realizing his horrid mistake, the Jackdaw cried mournfully. 

Fortunately, someone else was in the field, a Shepard, who previously was sleeping on the job, was awakened by the cry of the Jackdaw. Startled, he scanned the field only to find the humorous sight. Slightly chuckling, He caught the bird, clipped its wings: paralyzing it forever, and brought it home to show off his family. Now realizing the horrific mistake he had made, the Jackdaw mourned his lost ability to fly and forever became the Shepard’s prize. And When anybody asked how he caught the creature the Shepard answered, “He pridefully believed that he was an eagle, and tried to carry away one of my rams, But I’m sure he will now recall,” gesturing to the clipped wings, “The horrid repercussions, and that he is in fact, a jackdaw.”

You need not compare, for fear you might lose what you have. Do not wish to be another bird, if it is graced with gifts, for you will ‘lose your wings’.

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[1] Rysy (Slovak: Rysy, Polish pronunciation: [ˈrɨsɨ]; German: Meeraugspitze, Hungarian: Tengerszem-csúcs) is a mountain in the crest of the High Tatras, lying on the border between Poland and Slovakia. Rysy has three peaks: the middle at 2,503 m (8,212 ft); the north-western at 2,499 m (8,199 ft); and the south-eastern at 2,473 m (8,114 ft). The north-western peak is the highest point of Poland; the other two peaks are on the Slovak side of the border, in the Prešov Region.