1916 Stories

Inspirováno písničkou 1916 Motörhead.

The story of Anastasia told from the POV of Maria Feodorovna and Anya herself. Taken from official tie-in media and meant in commemoration of the centennial deaths of Rasputin and the Tsar's family.

A poem I wrote for submission to my university's literary journal "The Quarryman."

An anonymous narrator reminisces on the Irish 1916 Easter Rebellion of Dublin and how many young men lost their life's fighting a losing battle against the English.. Was it all for not?

Having been blinded in one eye, lost an arm, and suffered severe burns, Lewis Miller is sent back to England in the spring of 1916 to recover. Battling shellshock and pain, he turns to his caretaker, Marion O'Leary, for comfort. Alone and changed after his experiences in the trenches, he seeks a friend in Marion. The more he heals from his injuries, the more he relies on her- and he believes that she relies on him... A short story set in the midst of the First World War.

Although I cannot say the same for the others. Staying in those narrow mole holes is nothing short of living hell, to put it bluntly. Every day has been the same, in every other damn trench I've been in.

récit d'une nuit dans les tranchées de Verdun

Its 1915 and the first world war is happening, nobody can stop it. Sofia is 19 years old and a nurse in a field hospital. A soldier comes in after an attack from the german soldiers. His name is James, they fall in love with just one look in there eyes.

Around a crackling fire, an old woman recalls her long-abandoned past. Stories of betrayal, grief and deception quickly unravel. Her forgotten love is just the silver lining.

Blood is red, The ice is blue. Nothing is sweet, But none of this shows you. Poppies blow red, Winter wind blows blue. War is not sweet, If I'm not with you. -_Mittens_ In memory of the Soldiers who fought for Us.

My name is Grace Marie Andrews. I've been in two major ocean liner crisis's before, and I'm about to be part of another, but I still love the sea, despite the loss of life I have witnessed in my time. I lost my father to a disaster, I've lost my best friend in a war and I've seen 2,700 people lose their lives, while mine was spared. I'm not saying I want to change that, but someone else needs to be spared instead of me. This is my story.

This is intended as an extending collection, in no particular order, of those longer poems that I have liked. As for my 'Short Poems I Like', their truth is in their beauty, if not always in their sense or sentiment.

The age of imperialism in the Southeast Asian region is coming to an end. The Philippines has won against the Americans in the Philippine American war in 1901, the Dutch East Indies has been liberated by the revolutionaries, Malaysia has been able to finish fight for independence, with the support of the previous nations by 1906. In 1907 French Indochina has gotten their own revolution, with the support of the Philippines, Malaysia, Indonesia, and the Japanese. By 1910 all of South East Asia has been United under the name of the Southeast Asian Federation. By then they had been building their nation for the changes happening in the world. Mass Industrialization was happening in all of South East Nation for what is to come. And by 1912 the Federation has been able to meet the Industrialization of the European powers. Not enough to rival them, but enough to put up a good fight. The Philippines, and Indonesia has the capability to build their own Dreadnoughts. And 15 of them none the less in one go, with the support of the Resources of all of South East Asia. But in 1914 that is all to change.

Boon Seven in the "Alexander the Caracal" series. It is Alexander's first Christmas at Quebec Castle, but what is Christmas? This and many a things he will learn in the days leading up that wonderful day.

The story of Gracie Bridger is one of an actor turned soldier. Faced with opponents well versed in the occult, she will have to fight through the trenches in order to find her father, and put an end to the inhuman experiments carried out by the central powers of the Great War.

Book 3 of the "Alexander the Caracal" Series When Alexander comes face to face with the lynx that roams the estate that he calls home, the caracal finds himself wounded and experiencing things he never could have conceived possible.

A bit of fiction on my part

"You don't know fear until you've seen your comrades froth at the mouth like a rabid dog, scratching at his neck, and coughing up his charred lungs. And all it took was a small whiff of the gas." - Unknown 1916

I love Downton Abbey, and these are some of my favourite quotes from it.

[#456 in Historical Fiction!] "Do not miss me, for our parting cannot last forever." -Anastasia Nikolevna Romanova. Imagine, being killed at 17. Read to find out why this soul was taken way too soon. The family is enjoying their penultimate full year of living, but then, bad things start to go askew-- the Tsar, Nikolai Alexandrovitch Romanov, has abdicated on March 15, 1917. The Russian Revolution breaks out. Things can only get worse, until the Imperial Family gets separated--Aleksandra and Nikolai get taken away from their precious children, followed by them joining in March 1918, and then, on a fateful night--July 17, 1918--BAM! All of the family is dead. Imagine being trapped in a cellar with no way out. Follow Anastasiya Anatolyevna as she experiences the secrets of the Imperial Family and close friendships with the youngest Grand Duchess, Anastasia.