Hi there!
First of all, thanks for the curious click. This is a story I've been working on for some time and has been deeply therapeutic to me. I'm a hobbyist writer from Wales but I've not really put much of my work out there.
I've recently come across the mantra of "Don't let perfect be the enemy of good." and it pushed me over the line of keeping much f my work to myself, and those brave friends who ask me about it! I originally published the 'first' draft of this around a year ago, then revised it after loosing my job - to my horror I found there were still notes embedded in it, and there were a few moments of scenes repeating. I'm pretty such this new version is in a much better state...
That said I'll probably dip in and out to work on it a bit more, particularly the 3rd act as I don't think the story has completely settled. I'm not sure if this seems unprofessional, I don't mean for it to be, but I can't see the use of a story if no one is able to experience it.
I know writing is an art, and therefore subjective. As a Brit, I know everyone has a different taste in tea. That said I hope you enjoy what you read. Feedback is welcome, especially if you think I might have wandered off the trail a little - that happens to me quite a bit!
Anyway, have a wonderful day / night!
Diolch x
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The Ashes of Allmau: The Orfolk of Allmau
FantasyHe disappeared several years prior, through that narrow crevasse left of the old tower of Higard. Proferring peace to the enemies of the old empire, in search of treasure left behind in the wake of the great fire, or possibly hunting down the illusi...
