Oldenglish Stories

In a land divided by war and ambition, Uhtred of Bebbanburg and his warriors encounter a mysterious woman named Aela, hunted by Danes, Northumbrians, and the shadows of her own past. Claiming to be only a handmaiden, she hides deadly skills and dangerous secrets tied to a phantom princess whose existence could reshape the balance of power in England. As loyalties blur and hidden truths emerge, Osferth finds himself drawn to the woman he was meant to guard, unaware that her deception may decide the fate of kingdoms.

The Jester and the Tramp; A play in Three Parts, is a piece of literature that evokes either sympathy or rage for the Tramp, whose path took a turn towards degradation, of character and morals. While the Jester, a true wisdom seeker, doesn't realise his status until the very end, when he's either not heard completely or cut out by his former friend, The Tramp. They meet after months being apart and as former friends do they tell the adventures they had. One experienced many a thing while the other learned. Who is the one that is decaying? Whom will realise how gray their morality has become?

Poetry was always there for me when nobody else was, and when I fell into a really dark time in my life, it was there to help me through it. This book marks the start of that dark time as I entered what I like to call, "the dark ages." Buckle up, get ready because this is one emotional roller coaster. Original Despriction: Here is a collection of my poems that document all my feelings since I started to fall sideways in life. I lost my direction in life, and I'm still trying to find what changed the track and get back on the old track, but Alas, I can not find the old track. Journey with me as I try to build a new track as well as the last in a sideways plummet. Enjoy.

A play written for a Halloween Prompt by Fantasy #25 in Paranormal #48 in Fantasy #60 in Horror *** Act 1 Scene 1 3:12 AM Mazara: (Her voice is quite similar but it is much softer and deathlier.) Theorea, thee must stop talking this instant. It is my turn. Coven Witches, it is my- Mazara's- great horror to be the Coven Queen during this Halloween. Hades hath himself given us this treacherous news. Tomorrow, during this very hour as Halloween fades, we will regain our empire, for the prophecy hath stated, and here I Quoth, " As Halloween fades, During Witching Hour, An unfortunate visitor shalt sight a box. She shalt let out the haunted. creature, And as she doth so, the Coven Queen shalt reign supreme." *** A Short Story

A collection of poetry for the thinkers, wonderers, and wanderers afew words to put on paper not perfect but real, if anything resonates or relates feel free to leave a smile.

A young girl, a mystery, and no witnesses.

.15th century. big sins. royals.

If you ever see a ship too large to sail and too heavy to fly. An airship that looks more of a castle than a plane, and more of a sea monster than a ship. It's your one and only chance to leave forever. If you get on, don't regret that you might be forgotten, but at least you won't forget. The shadows and blurs you might see in the halls there aren't just a trick of the eye, they are very much real-as you and I. People come for all sorts of reasons, whether to leave a burning world, or to heal one. Whether for the excitement, or simply because they were bored. Some even board just for the sake of friend. While others search for a final vacation before their story ends. Don't hesitate, it only halts for 24 minutes and 12 seconds exact.

A sonnet, written in iambic pentametre, for a very special person to me.

Based on the popular play known as "Dr. Faustus", this story takes place when Faustus meets the seven deadly sins who were all brought forward by the demon Mephistopheles himself. *(Although in the original play, it was Lucifer who called forward the sins for Faustus to see.) From an assignment I had in my AP Literature class, in that scene, I was given to write specifically about Faustus meeting Envy and got a "B" for my work. This is written as part of the play itself and is also in a format like a play. Old time language (Anglo-Saxon) is used. Enjoy! [Word Count: 914]

#73 (28/6/16) Are you lost? Then be found with Embrace Poetry, some of the most exuberant poetic pieces you will ever read will be found in this book, you will experience sadness, love, peace and joy. In essence this is a collection of my original pieces, some dark and others a bit more calm and fascinating. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as i enjoyed writing them. Stay tuned I update regularly.

A dialogue poem between a knight who came from a battle and went to go speak to his love, a cute damsel.

Weird poem I wrote based on my friend's OC's life

D.S. Galileo Poem: "Isrbodung"

Dark Age is where the time chaos erupted among the people in Europe. There had been wars and rumors of wars spread around cities upon cities. It started when the early church, nobles and royalties were in engaged maintaining their powers, controlling people and clashed their interests on the matter. They had corrupted many lands even stealing those from native tribes. This stirred up lots of those barbarians to craft those dangerous arms and rage war to the nobles who take away their rightly possessions. And to prevent more wars to take place and to save the land from bloodshed, a marriage between the princess from a native tribe and one of the most powerful members of the Royal heads who has been their tribe's most undefeated and formidable enemies for long time must be done.

• Set in 1848-onwards • Story about the women's rights movement • A woman, Edith (nickname 'E') whom is 19 years of age fighting for the rights of women • She comes from a poor background • Her mother agrees with her, her mother is her superior because her mother tried fighting for women rights when she was her age.

"Where did ya come from then, the moon" "Yeah, how'd you know?" Dotty knows what it means to be a fairy, but when her first moon festival arrives she finds herself wandering to the border between Holt and the forbidden. The border she's been told to avoid since she was a child. Beyond it the unknown. But it also happens to be where her mother was last seen before she disappeared. Crossing that line means she might not ever be able to return to her home, her family. But what if she finds something even better on the other side?

A 7 stanza poem about the Jutish 'invasion' of Britain

"That is why you shall wed a wealthy Lord, my dear." "A Lord, Father - indeed!" "Now, his loving wife: to share a paucity of her memories." Gazing through drowning eyes.. "I followed him everywhere.."